The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Long Yuanzhao crushed the amber-like transparent and glowing Zijin Xiancao little by little, then put it into a bowl and mashed it slowly, using spiritual power to make soup.

Zhao Jinfan, who was lying on the bed, woke up slowly. She felt severe pain in her abdomen when she moved a little, so she couldn't help crying out. Long Yuanzhao turned around quickly when she heard the movement, "Jin Fan, you're awake."

Seeing Long Yuanzhao's kind face, Zhao Jinfan suddenly recalled the scene of being attacked in her mind. Finally, Long Yuanzhao's gloomy face was frozen in the picture, and her pupils shrank suddenly, only then did she realize that she was in the Hanging City , It was like having a nightmare, and it was another nightmare after waking up.

Long Yuanzhao came to her with the medicinal soup, stretched out his hand to touch her forehead and jokingly said, "Look at you, you are so shocked that you don't even know what to say."

Zhao Jinfan was short of breath and her face was tense. When Long Yuanzhao stretched out her hand, she shouted in horror: "Don't touch me!"

Long Yuanzhao was taken aback when he heard the words, his raised hand stopped in the air, he suddenly stared into Zhao Jinfan's eyes and asked: "Jin Fan, can you see clearly who attacked you."

"Who is it?" Zhao Jinfan panted heavily, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, she bit her lips tightly and looked terrified.

Long Yuanzhao noticed her abnormality, and asked in a more serious tone: "Did you see that person's face clearly?"

"No." Zhao Jinfan leaned into the corner with both hands supporting the bed, she dared not tell the truth of what she saw, "That man was wearing a mask, I didn't see his face."

Long Yuanzhao sighed, "That's right, if you could see the man's face clearly, how could he spare your life?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Zhao Jinfan’s back felt cold, his eyes rolled back and forth, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he thought with lingering fear: “Fortunately, I pretended to be unconscious at that time, otherwise Long Yuanzhao would have killed me.” I can't."

Long Yuanzhao brought the medicinal soup over and said, "Jin Fan, this is the soup I made specially for you, drink it quickly."

Zhao Jinfan backed away subconsciously, she was afraid that Long Yuanzhao would poison the medicine, so she didn't dare to drink it.

Seeing her cowardly look, Long Yuanzhao couldn't help laughing, "Jin Fan, this medicine is not bitter, so you don't have to be so afraid."

He forcibly pulled Zhao Jinfan over, "Come on, let me feed you."

Zhao Jinfan closed his eyes tightly, and the moment he became cruel, he would die as soon as he died. Anyway, he couldn't escape Long Yuanzhao's palm in Hanging City, so he bit his bullet and drank all the medicinal soup.

This medicinal soup is indeed not bitter, it is sweet and has a bit of wheat fragrance. After Zhao Jinfan drank it, all the discomfort in her body disappeared immediately, even the feeling of weakness caused by being robbed of blood was gone. She Surprised, I moved my body, and it really felt a lot easier.

Seeing this, Long Yuanzhao nodded in satisfaction, "Jin Fan, you should take a good rest for a few days, and come to me after the injury is completely healed."

Zhao Jinfan watched Long Yuanzhao leave, and couldn't control herself to cry 'wow' anymore. She bowed her waist and buried her head deeply between her knees, and said to herself sadly: "Why do you want to treat me? Do such a cruel thing? You are the person I trust the most!"

Everyone outside the screen saw that Long Yuanzhao gave Zhao Jinfan the incomparably precious Zijin Xiancao to drink, and suddenly became confused, "What does Long Yuanzhao mean? First he took away General Zhao's blood, and then he took out a comparison The Purple Gold Immortal Grass, which is countless times more precious than essence and blood, healed General Zhao's wounds, wouldn't he lose a plant of Immortal Grass in vain?"

"Hey? Do you think Long Yuanzhao still has a lot of affection for General Zhao? Otherwise, why did he use such precious fairy grass on General Zhao?"

When everyone heard the words, they thought it made sense and nodded.

Lin Xiao stroked his chin thoughtfully, as if he had already guessed what Long Yuanzhao was going to do, and murmured: "Eternal King, Moonless Axe, Essence Blood..."

The most shocking of all was Zhao Jinfan. She didn't realize until now that what Long Yuanzhao gave herself that day was actually 3000-year-old Zijin Xiancao, which is much more precious than essence and blood.

She silently put her palm on her dantian and said in a daze: "No wonder my cultivation has not stagnated due to the lack of a drop of blood essence. It turns out that Long Yuanzhao has healed all the injuries I suffered back then."

"Why did he do this? Could it be... Could it be that he really cares about me?" Zhao Jinfan's firm heart of revenge was faintly shaken.

But she closed her eyes and remembered the other bad things Long Yuanzhao had done, and the touch disappeared in an instant, "No! Long Yuanzhao hurt me first, and I can't easily forgive him just because he took out the purple golden fairy grass. What's the difference between breaking my legs and giving me a pair of crutches?"

Zhao Jinfan can only tell herself this way over and over again to feel better. She has already identified Long Yuanzhao as an enemy, and the help of his enemy will make her feel angry and humiliated, so she dare not think about the greatness brought by the Purple Golden Immortal Grass. help!

It can only be that Long Yuanzhao owes her, and she must not owe Long Yuanzhao anything!

In the picture, Long Yuanzhao returned to his residence. He first carried out the moon-less axe, and then opened the drawer to take out Zhao Jinfan's blood essence.

Long Yuanzhao put the blood essence in a transparent jade bottle, and there was a faint golden light under the candlelight. He watched it for a long time before dripping the blood essence on the moonless axe.

The Moonless Ax is the weapon of the King of Ages. If Zhao Jinfan is really a descendant of the King of Ages, the Moonlight Ax will definitely react to this drop of blood essence.

Long Yuanzhao sat on the chair and waited anxiously for the result. Not long after, the blood seeped into the cracks of the Crescent Moon Axe, and the Moon Crashing Ax, which had lost its brilliance as a divine weapon, suddenly trembled like a flash of light, but soon returned to its original state.

Long Yuanzhao stood up abruptly, stared at Queyue Axe with a complicated expression, and finally he sighed, "It really is her!"

Everyone in the screen was shocked when they saw this scene, "General Zhao is actually a descendant of King Eternal."

"My God! This is too unbelievable."

"No wonder there are thousands of monsters in the world and only General Zhao has become the strongest in the world. It turns out that General Zhao has the blood of the King of Eternity flowing on his body."

Zhao Jinfan couldn't help covering her mouth. She always thought that she was just an ordinary half-demon, and she could only rely on hard work to make it today. Now she suddenly found out that she was the descendant of King Eternal, and her brain went blank.

"Is it because of this that Long Yuanzhao repeatedly wanted to kill me?"

Zhao Jinfan cried sadly: "Am I supposed to die just because I have the blood of King Eternal on my body? What kind of bad things did King Eternal do that disgust you so much?"

Lan Bing came to Zhao Jinfan's side and comforted him: "Jin Fan, don't believe Long Yuanzhao's nonsense, maybe he is just worried about the rebirth of King Eternal, and that's why he said nothing."

Lin Xiao took a deep look at Zhao Jinfan, with a look of vigilance on his face. He subconsciously touched the weapon at his waist, hesitated for a moment, and then put his hand down.

In the picture, Long Yuanzhao hid the heavy moon-bending ax again. Just after he finished this matter, Mr. Wu rushed in anxiously, "My lord, I have something important to report."

Long Yuanzhao glanced at him, and said in an unhappy tone, "Don't you know to report it?"

Mr. Wu was extremely embarrassed when he heard the words, and quickly retreated out. "Report to the Supreme One, my subordinates have important matters to discuss!"

"Okay, okay!" Long Yuanzhao said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, hurry up."

Mr. Wu's complexion changed, and he said nervously: "My lord, my subordinates have already found the descendants of the Eternal King."

Long Yuanzhao was shocked when he heard the words. He frowned and looked at Mr. Wu, then asked in a suspicious tone: "Who is that person? How did you find out?"

"This person is Deacon Zhao Jinfan Zhao who is beside Lord Supreme."

Long Yuanzhao slammed the table and said angrily: "Nonsense, if Zhao Jinfan is the descendant of King Eternal, wouldn't I not be able to see it?"

Mr. Wu paused for a moment, and after clearing his thoughts in his mind, he said slowly, "My lord, don't be angry, let me explain to you, my subordinate."