Princess Against the World

Ling Bufan was wily and saw the doorway.

"Yu'er, what did you add to your sesame paste?"

Ling Luoyu did not answer directly: "Grandpa, second uncle, can you two trust me?"

"What else?!" Ling Yunxi glared at her angrily, and decisively ate the sesame paste in three or two bites.

Ling Luoyu took the empty bowl, his black eyes burning.

"Did you feel anything?"

"Feeling? Is it unpalatable?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Unexpectedly, the second uncle, who has always been unsmiling, even has a humorous time.

It's just that the joke is a little cold.

Seeing Ling Luoyu's beeping expression, Ling Yunxi laughed.

"Seriously, in addition to being unpalatable, it really feels a bit..."

Ling Luoyu stared in anticipation: "What?"

"I'm not hungry anymore..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Totally fucked up the dog!

She is very nervous here, and he still has such a mood.

all of a sudden...

Ling Yunxi's smile suddenly stopped, and a pair of eyes looked at Ling Luoyu strangely.

She glared angrily: "How do you feel this time?"

"Ma... crispy..."

Ling Yunxi suddenly looked down at his legs.

Ling Bufan was still waiting to watch the excitement, but his son's gaze made his heart skip a beat.

Since Ling Yunxi was injured, he has completely lost consciousness from the waist down.

Even if it is cut with a knife, he will not have the slightest perception.

"Yunxi!" His voice was trembling, and he stepped forward quickly: "Where are you numb?"

"Foot...foot..." Ling Yunxi suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ling Luoyu: "Am I delusional?"

"Is it an illusion? It's easy to identify..."

Ling Luoyu smiled evilly and pulled the hosta from her bun.

Turning his fingertips, the hosta was pierced towards Ling Yunxi's thigh.

Ling Yunxi's pupils shrank, but she didn't say anything.

Ling Luoyu poked all the way down his thigh, and when he poked his ankle, he suddenly gasped.

"I seem to... feel..."

He has not been able to find the existence of his feet for many years, and now he is not sure whether this feeling comes from his own feet.

The wrist sank, and the tip of the hosta pierced the skin of Ling Yunxi's ankle.

Fresh blood flowed out, and the corners of Ling Yunxi's lips trembled.

"pain……"

Ling Bufan's feet trembled, his body was unstable, he fell backwards, and was supported by Tao Ding's eyes and hands quickly.

"master!"

"fine……"

Ling Bufan waved his hands again and again, knelt down at Ling Yunxi's feet with difficulty, and squeezed his instep with his trembling old hands.

"Yunxi... do you really feel it?!"

"Father!" Ling Yunxi lowered his head, tears welling in his eyes: "I can feel it...but it's very ethereal, as if there are many clothes..."

Ling Luoyu smiled proudly: "This is because your veins have not been fully opened..."

Ling Bufan suddenly remembered the bowl of sesame paste, and quickly picked it up and smelled it.

Apart from a faint bloody smell, there was no medicinal smell.

"Yu'er, what did you give your second uncle to eat?"

"Point the scales and blood of the dragon armor..."

Ling Bufan was startled: "Dragon Armor...what is it?"

He also knows a little bit about beasts, but he really hasn't heard of this thing.

"It is a beast that lives in an underground cave. Its whole body is albino, and its scales glow on its own. Its blood has the effect of life and death, and the scales can dissolve stasis... The second uncle just ate a piece of its scales and A little blood, so I have a little feeling..."