allonlinenovel Chapter 223 A Little Cotton-padded Jacket That Doesn’t Leak
Chapter 223 A Little Cotton-padded Jacket That Doesn’t Leak
[Rebirth from the Ashes] This move is destined not to be shown to others. No one can help them experiment, and everything depends on them trying it out bit by bit.
But in the end, he hesitated and became afraid.
The premise of [Rebirth from the Ashes] is death. Feng Han panicked and he didn't dare to tell Feng Shuang about this premise.
He began to question his own understanding and was afraid of what would happen if it failed.
That was Feng Shuang's life, and life only comes once. They could not contact the Nine-tailed Fox, nor did they have the ability to impress the Nine-tailed Fox and make it sacrifice its life, so they suffered endless failures in this experiment.
The flames not far away burned again, the phantom of the [Tree Demon] appeared again, and Feng Shuang's pain came again.
Feng Han could only watch like this, unable to make any changes, and unable to save his sister.
A yellowed page emerged from his palm, containing dizzying words.
Feng Han looked at it with a wry smile and a distorted and complicated expression.
He murmured softly, his voice filled with despair at being unable to change the current situation, and the self-blame of being a brother who could only watch Feng Shuang suffer so much.
"Book of Destiny, why don't you tell me all the answers?"
"Just giving me a hope, a possibility, a destined trajectory. Knowing all this is going to happen, but unable to change it, is this what you call fate?"
"Is this... really what I desire?"
……
"Ah."
The old man sitting in the boat rubbed his nose.
After a sneeze, the itching in my nose gradually subsided.
"I say, old man, who misses you again?"
The old man raised his brows and glanced at the woman sitting next to him fishing.
"What are you doing on my boat, you idiot?"
"The Book of Destiny is long gone, and I don't receive guests here."
The woman ignored him. Suddenly, she felt strength on the fishing rod in her hand. Her face changed slightly and she shouted excitedly.
"Ouch, I've taken the bait."
The woman was pulling her fishing rod while speaking to the old man beside her.
"Old man, you're no good at fishing. You've been here for so long, but you can't catch fish as fast as a newbie like me."
The old man curled his lips and looked at the fishing rod in the woman's hand with envy.
The fishing rod was stretched tight by the pull of the woman and the fish, and it looked like it was a big fish.
He said stubbornly, "It's just a gift pack for newbies, huh." "A gift pack for newbies?"
When the woman said this, she got angry. He swung the fishing rod, and without the woman's pulling, the fishing rod was dragged into the sea. The woman stood up, put her hands on her hips, and looked at the old man with her head down.
"Old man, do you look down on others so much?"
"A newbie gift pack? Why don't I see your gift pack?" The old man's provocation was successful. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked very happy.
The old man pulled the fishing rod back twice, but still no fish was caught. Fortunately, the woman was unable to pull the fish up either.
Thinking about it this way, both of them came back empty-handed, so they weren't so unhappy.
It's frustrating to come up empty-handed, but it's even more unacceptable to see others catch fish.
Looking at the woman with her hands on her slender waist, her cheeks slightly red, and an angry expression as if she wanted to spit fire, she looked like a shrew. The old man raised his hand and suppressed her.
"What, what?"
"How come after just a few years with him he's already acting like a shrew?"
"You're already a mother, but you still have such a hot temper. Is that okay?"
"Where has the gentle girl gone?"
The woman became even more angry when she talked about this.
"Old man, don't mess with me today. I'm very angry now."
"And what's that? Look where that guy has gone to? We barely see him twice in a year!"
"Besides, I don't have any children. Those children are not mine."
The woman pouted angrily.
Seeing that she couldn't communicate with the old man, she sat down, holding her face and sulking.
"It's not a big deal. Isn't it a good thing that you don't have to give birth yourself?"
"Besides, you can't have children with your current physical condition. You just want to be a mother."
"What a big deal."
The old man smiled and muttered softly.
"Huh?" The woman glared at him fiercely. "What are you talking about?"
"Say it again!"
The old man smiled and shook his head. He didn't dare to provoke this girl.
"Nothing, I didn't say anything. I'm an old man, so don't bother with me."
"I'll be dead in a few years. Do you understand how to respect the elderly and love the young?"
"Humph."
The woman glanced over her cheek.
"Do you know where he ran off to?"
"I haven't seen it for a long time." The old man shook his head and looked up at the sky.
"If she can't find him, how can I find him?"
"Besides, the Book of Destiny is long gone, so even if it were found, the chances of finding it are slim."
The woman pouted and muttered a few words, as if complaining about the old man's uselessness.
"Scumbag, scumbag!"
I want to sue him!
The woman stood up angrily and clenched her fists.
But it didn't take long before I became discouraged.
She sat down on the chair again, like a corpse.
The old man looked at her depressed expression and smiled slightly.
"Stop that."
He looked up at the sky, and the stars shone in his eyes, twinkling.
"I feel a certain echo of fate. It won't be long before the child is born."
"The child?"
The woman's expression suddenly became joyful.
"She's coming. I haven't seen her for a long time."
The woman's palm floated at her waist, just as she was when I last saw her in the previous stroke.
"I don't know if it has grown up now, but I remember it was so small and cute."
The young man who was camping in the deep forest suddenly felt a chill.
"What's going on? Is there a draft in the tent?"
He had a premonition that it was not just the wind blowing into the tent, but something more serious was about to happen.
"what!"
The girl's clear voice rang out from outside the tent.
"Found you!"
The chain of the tent was pulled open, revealing the girl with rosy cheeks and a little fox standing on her shoulder, sniffing the air. The girl was holding a book in her arms and pointing her finger at the boy.
"Little old man, you lose! I declare that this game of hide-and-seek is my victory!"
The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, and he looked like he had lost all hope in life.
"I knew it!"
The young man knelt on the ground, holding his head with his hands, his body twisted and swaying, and he kept shouting.
"I knew it! Ah...ah!~"
The girl chuckled, walked into the tent and pinched the old man's cheek.
Her head was slightly tilted, her pink cheeks were a little red from the wind, and she smiled sweetly.
"Little old man, it's time for us to go home."
"It's cold here. You can't live here. What if you get frozen?"
As she spoke, the girl took off the scarf from her neck and carefully tied it around the old man's neck.
The girl took two steps back, smiled gently, looked at her perfect masterpiece, and nodded.
"Okay, let's go!"
The girl turned around and left with the fox.
The young man was a little dazed. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and left.
Only faint sighs still echoed in the air.
"Little cotton-padded jacket is still the best!"