The first wild phoenix master beast: lazy concubine Zhu Tian

Because she believed in him and entrusted her life to him, did she not need to worry that the God of Death would take her life away?

A feeling of being trusted by her arose from the bottom of his heart, and Beiming Yexuan's chest surged with joy.

His thumb gently wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You... trust me so much."

"You are willing to help me, save me, and travel thousands of mountains and rivers to find an antidote for me. Why don't I believe you?" Feng Yunmo lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She is not a very affectionate person, but she remembers who treats her well better than anyone else.

"Why don't you ask me why I help you, save you, want to be close to you hopelessly, want to give you warmth, want to give you everything?" Beiming Yexuan looked slightly surprised.

During the time he spent with her, Beiming Yexuan also understood her character. She is a very cautious person in everything she does.

She never mentioned a word about him.

Isn't she afraid that he will really do something wrong to her?

"What are you asking? If you want to tell me, you will tell me someday." Feng Yunmo stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his face with his sleeves, and said casually: "How long will it take for the wine to come out of the oven?"

"About half a month." Beiming Yexuan said.

"Why do you need people from the Yi family to help you if you know how to brew?" Feng Yunmo asked curiously.

Beiming Yexuan half-squinted his eyes and replied: "The Yi family has a unique secret recipe for brewing top-grade wine. The taste of the top-grade wine I brew is different from that produced by the Yi family. If the taste is changed midway and the ginger medicine god does not comply,

Wouldn’t it be necessary to delay the detoxification time again? I don’t want to take this risk, so I simply ask the owner of the island to help. This way, I save time and effort, and I don’t have to worry about the ginger medicine god not liking it.”

Feng Yunmo was silent for a while, but her heart seemed to be enveloped by a warm air, forcing her to pay attention to the emotional changes caused by him.

Suddenly, several angry roars came from outside the door: "Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang——"

Last night, the little white tiger secretly slipped out of Feng Yunmo's small bag and went to the West Pavilion, which is the room where Sha Qianchen lives. This morning, Feng Yunmo neglected his cultivation again.

That little guy.

At this moment, the little guy screamed so angrily that Feng Yunmo couldn't stay any longer and jumped up from Beiming Yexuan's arms.

From outside the door, Sha Qianchen yelled again: "You ugly woman, who allowed you to step on my dog's legs?"

"Who are you calling an ugly woman?"

"Whoever responds to me is the one."

"I'll step on it."

"Wang, wang, wang -" the little white tiger shouted with a trembling voice. It was obvious that he had been brutally raped.

The white tiger mythical beast is most vulnerable when it is young, like an ordinary milk dog, a child who knows nothing about the outside world.

It barks when it's hurt, eats when it's hungry, and wags its tail at anyone who treats it well. It's barking so miserably now. The little white tiger must have been hurt by someone outside.

Before Feng Yunmo could calm down, people outside dared to treat her pet like this, and they didn't want to live.

The door was pushed open hard, and Feng Yunmo's cold eyes swept over the red and green women.

Seeing that the snow-white little white tiger was dirty from rolling on the ground, Feng Yunmo shouted coldly: "Who touched it?"

"Me." The woman in red raised her head and said.