Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang felt a sharp pain in her head, but she was not surprised but happy!

found it!

When Su Haitang stretched out her hand and touched the fleshy green leaf, she was still a little in disbelief!

Does this feel really like a leaf?

There seemed to be a breeze blowing, and the leaves escaped her palm lightly.

Su Haitang even had the illusion that when someone tickled someone else, they laughed and avoided him.

Is this really her space? You're not dreaming, are you?

Su Haitang stretched out her fingers unwillingly, wanting to continue touching the beautiful and lovely leaves.

When her fingertips were only a millimeter away from the small fuzz on the leaves, another burst of air flow took the leaves away from her fingertips.

Su Haitang slowly retracted his hand, frowning and staring at the veins on the leaves.

I wonder if she was dazzled. She seemed to have seen a change in the direction of the veins just now? Like a smiling face with curved eyebrows?

Damn it!

Su Haitang was so surprised that she almost forgot all her worries and sorrow!

No, not completely forgotten yet.

Su Haitang clenched her fingers, took a deep breath of the cool and refreshing air, and felt refreshed!

Now is not the time to study space, she has to find Cheng Yuanzheng and Little Fox.

Little Fox?

Su Haitang blinked, pursed his lips and looked at the white fox slowly appearing under the five-color tree.

The familiar figure of the white fox gradually changed from transparent to slightly solid, and he dived into the eyes of the yang fish in the yin and yang fish spirit spring water with familiarity!

A string of bubbles bubbled up from the clear green spiritual spring water, and traces of gray air floated up, which were quickly absorbed by the nearby cold spring water.

It's like washing the marrow and cutting off the bones, spitting out the old and bringing in the new.

A ridiculous idea flashed through Su Haitang's mind and he hesitated, not wanting to disturb the white fox's practice.

But the white fox seemed to sense her presence, and his head popped out of the spiritual spring water. His blood-red eyes looked at her, and he suddenly bent around, let out a whimper, and flew toward her!

Su Haitang immediately recognized this familiar expression and movement.

"Little Fox!"

Su Haitang opened his arms to hug him, but the hug was empty!

She watched helplessly as the little fox's illusory body passed through her fingers and chest, and then disappeared.

Su Haitang looked down in front of him dumbfounded, and shouted again anxiously: "Little fox!"

A familiar whine sounded behind him, and Su Haitang turned around suddenly, watching the red-eyed white fox taking small, aggrieved steps and hesitantly approaching it. Su Haitang raised her hand and touched its little head to comfort it.

"Are you a little fox? Are you injured? What's coming in now isn't your real body, right? It doesn't matter, it's the same with me."

The little fox purred a few times and gesticulated, eager to explain something to her.

Su Haitang patted it again comfortingly.

"Don't worry. Tell me first, Cheng Yuanzheng is not dead, right?"

The little fox shook his head and nodded again.

Su Haitang looked at its contradictory behavior and corrected the question without being flustered.

"I was wrong to ask. Now listen, is Cheng Yuanzheng still alive?"

The little fox nodded vigorously without hesitation!

Su Haitang burst into tears!

She looked up to the sky with a smile, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had no real substance.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. Go and soak in the spiritual spring water to heal your wounds, and also help Cheng Yuanzheng. I..."

Su Haitang's eyes blurred, and his mental energy exited the space like a tide. When he opened his eyes again, he was faced with He Junfeng's nervous and worried face.

"Mingzhu, dad is here, don't be afraid."

When He Junfeng saw his daughter opening her eyes, he hurriedly comforted her gently and kept wiping his daughter's tears that seemed to have no end. He felt that his heart was about to cry because of his daughter.

Even the crying was so silent and desperate.

Su Haitang threw herself into her father's arms, hugged his neck tightly, and whispered into his shoulder.

"Dad, I'm fine. I'm happy! Cheng Yuanzheng is still alive! He's not dead! I'm happy!"