The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Although the flowers and plants were juicy, they couldn't stand the burning of one piece of rice paper after another. After a burst of black smoke, they were finally burned to ashes.

After Zhao Hao waited for the soil in the flower pot to cool down, he slowly chanted: "The wild fire can't burn out, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates!"

He only felt his body cool down, as if there was a breeze blowing, the next moment the flower pot that was originally full of ashes spit out new shoots, and it didn't take long before it grew back to its previous appearance.

Zhao Hao was startled: "Mist grass! This hanger!"

The plants that were burnt to ashes can grow back, can that person be revived?

This is the ultimate nanny!

Poor God!

The third literary star finally came with something practical, and it didn't seem to be consumed at all. There was no loss of literary energy before and after reciting poems.

Not quite right either.

Zhao Hao felt that things might not be so cheap, so he quickly entered the state of internal inspection, and found that the originally balanced yellow and green colors of Kurongxing did not seem to be so evenly matched.

There seems to be more yellow light.

A little bit, not much, but you can see it.

Dry glory, dry glory, is a balance.

Zhao Hao looked at the flowers and plants that had become watery again, and he was excited again, and immediately said: "I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the yellow leaves will decline!"

As soon as this poem came out, the flowers and plants that were still juicy just now withered quickly.

But the yellow light of Kurongxing became weaker, and it regained its balance with the green light.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

interesting.

Zhao Hao stared at it again. Another bigger potted plant was burned to ashes with dozens of sheets of rice paper.

"Wild fire, in spring!"

"I'm always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the leaves of Kun Huanghua will decline!"

Still without any cultural energy consumption, the yellow-green light of Kurong Wenxing still maintains a balance, and the brightness has not changed at all.

But there is one thing, after chanting "Wildfires burn endlessly, spring wind blows and regenerates", the unbalanced trend of yellow and green light becomes more obvious.

This……

Zhao Hao seems to have come to understand that although the effect of Kurongxing is very powerful, it still has a capacity limit.

If the opponent is too sick, or the life body is too vigorous, even if all the yellow or green light is hollowed out, the expected effect may not be achieved.

If one of the yellow light or the green light disappears, what will be the consequences?

Zhao Hao is not sure, but he feels that something terrible may happen.

For example, if the green light disappears and only the yellow light that represents decline remains, will he die of old age?

Also, the yellow light has disappeared, leaving only the green light representing prosperity. Will my cells proliferate indefinitely and develop into cancer cells...

These are all Zhao Hao's conjectures, but it seems possible.

You still have to hold your hand!

However, although there seemed to be some hidden worries, the domineering effect was enough to keep Zhao Hao happy for many days.

Walk around, go home and study how to play.

Zhao Hao excitedly left the flower boat, only to find that Li Shi was looking at him strangely.

"Young master... are you in good health?"

"it's okay no problem!"

"I saw smoke coming out of it just now..."

"Oh! It's nothing serious, I just put it in it to experiment with drilling wood to make fire."

"Oh……"

Watching Zhao Hao leave, Li Shi's expression became more and more strange.

Drilling wood for fire?

What did you use to drill it?

……

Zhongcui Palace.

Sitting by the bed, Nanny Wu kept wiping the blood off Jiang Zhiyu's body, she was already sobbing.

"Princess! If you are in pain, just call out!"

In the beginning, Jiang Zhiyu always refused to let her into the house. She didn't know Jiang Zhiyu's situation very well, but she still found something wrong, so she went to Jiang Zheng to report it.

In the past few days, Jiang Zhiyu's condition has been getting worse every day.

Although there are various elixirs for nourishing blood and nourishing qi, strengthening the foundation and strengthening the essence, they still can't stop the trend of aggravation of the disease. Now when it is serious, more than half of the pores of the body are oozing blood.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu's pulse condition is relatively stable, otherwise...

Jiang Zhiyu's face was pale, and she took a towel to wipe off the blood and sweat on her face, forced a smile and said, "It's not a problem! It just hurts a little. Don't worry, mama, after taking so many pills, my blood is as vigorous as a cow now. It's just a few skin wounds!"

"How can this be all right?"

Grandma Wu was so anxious that she wiped her tears: "Princess, I'd better call Mr. Zhao over! Every time he comes, your condition will get better. Let him come this time and don't leave!"

Jiang Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head and said, "No need! It's nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst..."

Her eyes were slightly sad, mixed with a bit of coldness, but then she was endlessly dazed.

As the night gradually deepened, the symptoms subsided a bit, and Jiang Zhiyu finally fell asleep slowly in pain.

Looking at her slightly painful face, Madam Wu felt her heart ache like a knife.

Rubbing her red and swollen eyes, Madam Wu slowly walked out of the bedroom.

Outside the door, stood a bleak figure.