Frogwa is not at home today [Comprehensive]

The little frog was burned to death.

Bai Zicheng couldn't believe his eyes at all.

Just as he was watching Yuming flustered, the picture scroll suddenly burst into light, and the hellfire engulfed the little frog in an instant.

The little monster still hugged the scroll with all its strength, and hummed in pain, and the fire disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

All these things happened back and forth, but in a few seconds.

Bai Zicheng rushed over nervously, not caring how "delicate" he was, and immediately pushed the little frog: "Hey, are you okay?"

The little frog's scorched skin was extremely hot, he retracted his arm in pain, and his hand was bloody.

Bai Zicheng gasped, and called nervously: "Yuming! Yuming! Aren't you amazing?! Get up!"

The little frog's whole body was scorched black, and it was too stiff to move.

Bai Zicheng breathed out, then leaned closer to listen to his heartbeat.

After tossing mindlessly for a while, he finally confirmed the fact with his whole body trembling: Yu Ming sacrificed himself in order to keep Hua Yao? !

Bai Zicheng's mind was completely blank, he endured the pain and opened the scroll with his bleeding hand, but there was nothing inside.

gosh...

The two of them wouldn't just be so easily scattered, right?

When this happened, Bai Zicheng had no other thoughts except to "go home".

He wrapped the little frog's corpse and the painting in his arms with a furoshiki, and walked towards the stone house like a walking corpse.

In the dense forest in the darkness, low-level monsters kept roaring.

But why... are you not afraid anymore?

Bai Zicheng's eyes were confused: Maybe he will end up in the same way after all.

A mere human being returned home safely by himself.

Bai Zicheng put the little frog in the yard, saw the green dumpling that he hadn't finished eating when he left, and finally couldn't help squatting on the ground and crying.

Although Yuming is stupid, violent, vicious, petty and prevents himself from returning to the human world, many things beyond imagination have happened during the time with each other, and he has gained some stupid and warm happiness.

From now on, we can no longer pick hawthorn together, buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake, plant clover and beat those big monsters until they scream.

An indescribable loneliness filled Bai Zicheng's heart.

Although the long-awaited freedom has finally come, but this method is really——

Let Yuming die in peace.

Thinking of this, Bai Zicheng couldn't help wiping away his tears in embarrassment, and started digging a hole under the small tree in the corner of the yard.

But after realizing the little frog, he could only lie on the cold ground, and the tears flowed even more hopelessly.

Bai Zicheng muttered to himself sadly: "You still scolded me for being nosy, but you died because of being nosy, that's great, no one will be by my ear from now on..."

"What are you talking about..."

An airy voice sounded beside him.

Bai Zicheng froze all over, immediately dropped the hoe and turned around to look, only to see the little frog kicking its legs tremblingly, and then coughing painfully.

He rushed over quickly: "Yu Ming, you are not dead!"

The life of the little frog monster is still there, and the evil heart is also persistent. His voice is hoarse and he is still emphasizing: "Call the master..."

"Idiot!" Bai Zicheng scolded, "Wait, I'll find you a doctor!"

The little frog refused: "Don't waste money, just let me sleep..."

Bai Zicheng clenched his fist, but finally he was not willing to let it hang down.

"You cry so ugly." After the little frog said this, he immediately tilted his head and fell into a coma again.

The old Dr. Toad has amazing medical skills, and soon wrapped Yuming into a mummy frog.

Bai Zicheng was very worried: "How, how long will it take to get better?"

"Ordinary monsters will lose their souls when they encounter hellfire. Fortunately, this kid is very talented." Old Toad took out a bottle of potion with diamonds shining from the medicine box: "This is an underground spring in an extremely cold place. Three times a day, feed it a spoonful each time."

Bai Zicheng nodded: "Okay, it won't be very expensive, right?"

Old Toad waved his hand: "Let's wait until it recovers. As for the painting monster——I really don't know how to cure it."

Bai Zicheng looked at the blank ancient painting in distress, so he could only scroll back and said, "Okay, sorry for the trouble."

Old Toad picked up the medicine box and left politely.

How to comfort the sick croaker, all Bai Zicheng could think of was eating. He cooked a lot of snacks and fruit soup while Yuming was asleep, but when the guy opened his eyes again, it was already the second midnight.

The little frog was very nervous at first, writhing on the bed: "Why tie me up!"

"Hey, hey, the gauze is covered with burn medicine!" Bai Zicheng hurriedly emphasized, "It cost money."

The little frog was instantly cute.

Bai Zicheng helped it to sit up, his eyes full of depression: "Hey, do you have any points for your own ability? What kind of hero are you? What if you really die like this..."

The little frog raised his mummy frog's hand: "Xiao Bai thought I was dead, that's why he cried so sadly."

Bai Zicheng said fiercely, "I didn't talk about that!"

Little Frog: "It seems that you still have a master in your heart."

Bai Zicheng gave up struggling.

"I won't die easily. I was reborn after being cut into pieces in prison." The little frog touched the gauze on his belly: "Maybe my father or my mother is a demigod."

Demigods, according to the storybooks, are called demigods because of the legendary gods' lifespan and magic power, which is why they are called demigods.

Bai Zicheng, who knew a little bit, was anxious: "What? There aren't many demigods, right? Why don't you check it out?"

The little frog said: "It must be that they don't want me."

"Oh, you're big! Don't do such a dangerous thing in the future!" Bai Zicheng was angry: "Think about the consequences, okay?"

The little frog nodded.

Only then did Bai Zicheng bring up the dessert plate: "Are you still moving? Can you eat?"

The little frog was frail and strong, and tried to take a piece of peach cake and tried to stuff it into his mouth, but he couldn't chew it because of the pain, looking pitiful.

Bai Zicheng couldn't bear it, he used a spoon to fill up the porridge: "Let me feed you."

The warm food entered the little frog's mouth and was swallowed instantly.

Favorability +1

Favorability +1

Favorability +1

……

The successive bursts of hearts made the surroundings a little pink.

Only then did Bai Zicheng realize that it wasn't the food that gained the little frog's favorability, but that it became happier every time it realized that it was being cared for.

What a lonely little monster.

Bai Zicheng sighed.

The little frog suddenly pressed his wrist: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Bai Zicheng looked at the scabbed skin and said, "It's nothing, I thought you were burned to death, so I rushed to help you and burned you."

The little frog's big eyes froze, and his mood sank in an instant.

Bai Zicheng comforted: "It's okay, it's nothing compared to you."

The little frog clenched his fists: "But a useful master will not let a servant get hurt."

Bai Zicheng immediately stuffed it with a mouthful of porridge: "Then please don't just kill yourself!"

Yuming's innate monster power is really not something to brag about.

After lying at home for three days, it basically recovered.

The old toad came to remove the bandage as promised, and he was amazed: "I thought you were going to turn into a toad, but you turned back into a frog again."

The little frog touched his smooth belly proudly: "Of course."

"Since the injury is healed, let's count the medical expenses." Old Toad stretched out his hand: "Five thousand gold."

The little frog froze: "What?"

The old toad said: "I don't want a doctor's consultation or burn medicine, but the ice spring water you drink is limited in Gao Tianyuan, and the market price is [-]."

The little frog immediately picked up the half of the potion left by the bed, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

Bai Zicheng beside him had a headache and felt guilty.

The old toad explained: "The scorching heat of the hellfire must be offset by it, otherwise it will be difficult for your Qi to restore the balance of Yin and Yang so quickly."

The little frog raised its head, its mouth closed into an inverted triangle, and its whole body was trembling.

Bai Zicheng was really worried that this poor and crazy guy would rape the doctor.

Fortunately, the little frog only asked in the end: "This half bottle, can I return it..."

The exorbitant medical expenses made the compensation for helping to find the bird completely lost.

Ever since the old toad left the stone house with the gold, the little frog has never thought about food and drink, and everywhere he goes is cloudy.

Bai Zicheng was helpless: "Life is the most important thing, and money can be earned."

The little frog refused to listen.

Bai Zicheng said: "Aren't you much luckier than the returning bird? The painting demon must have been burned to death, and the drawing paper has turned white."

The little frog looked at the strange painting hanging in the room, and snorted: "It is old, and it recovers slowly."

"Who do you say is old?"

The voice of the returning bird came out faintly.

Bai Zicheng was happy: "So you are still alive!"

Gui Niao hummed and disappeared again.

"Let auntie rest well." The little frog did a stretching exercise: "It's time to teach you swordsmanship. If you encounter this situation again, you won't become the ration of low-level monsters."

"It wasn't all your fault!" Bai Zicheng felt terrified when he thought of going home alone that night: "If you weren't injured, nothing would happen."

The little frog took out his diary and carefully recorded: the shortcoming, too sticky frog, need to cultivate self-reliance.

Bai Zicheng gritted his teeth.

"Here, here you are." The little frog handed over a small box again: "The doctor sells mine at a discount, and it will be fine if you put it on your hands."

Bai Zicheng took it in a daze: "Thank you."

The little frog squinted his big eyes and smiled happily, then suddenly poked him with a dagger: "Stupid servant! Look at the sword!"