The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Seeing the wolves leaving, the besieged people breathed a sigh of relief, and then they all sat down on the ground without caring about anything else.

It is more accurate to describe them as being reborn after a disaster. If this person had not appeared in time today, even at half past one in the evening, they would have finished playing. There was no time to say thank you, and a few people hurriedly stuffed the elixir into their mouths. The current situation is very bad. Even the monsters in the Death Forest are mutated, with toxins on their claws and teeth. The detoxifying pills they took before are no longer useful, and they have reached their limit.

"Xian... Mr. Xian, is that you? It's really you!"

Wen Yuan, who had been standing stupidly behind Bai Qinghua, trembled at this time, and while talking, tears flowed out like a river that burst its banks. In her eyes was the joy of surviving a disaster, and the excitement of seeing each other again after a long separation. It was fascinating to watch. Bai Qinghua couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. Things seemed to be developing in an incredible direction, and they were very uncontrollable.

"Haha, little Wenyuan, you should heal your injuries quickly. If you have any questions, we can wait until you recover some spiritual power."

Bai Qinghua forced out a stiff smile. At this moment, she felt extremely regretful. She should have pushed Fu Youdao out just now, but why had she forgotten it?

"Mr. Xian, can you...can you help me check on my elder brother? He...he became like this just to save me. I...I don't want anything to happen to him."

Wen Yuan came forward with some excitement, took Bai Qinghua's hand, and held it tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw. She didn't know what was going on, but she believed in Mr. Xian, Mr. Xian. Her brother will be fine.

Bai Qinghua was not used to being touched by others, so she used some strength to withdraw her hand and glanced at Tu Ling. Tu Ling immediately stepped forward, supported Wen Yuan, and pulled her aside to comfort her.

Wen Hong's condition is indeed not good at this time. Although the man gave him a lot of pills, he has lost consciousness and cannot refine them by himself. The old man is helping him to refine them, but the speed is extremely slow. The scratches on his chest The injury was very serious, and dark poisonous blood was still seeping out, and his breath was very weak. It was almost impossible for him to walk out of the Death Forest in this state.

Bai Qinghua looked at Wen Hong and thought for a while, then signaled the old man to put Wen Hong down. Because of the previous life-saving grace, the old man hesitated but still did so. Mainly because of Wen Hong's condition, he was a little helpless and wanted to see Let's see what this young man can do.

After Wen Hong lay down, Bai Qinghua waved his hand and one hundred and eight silver needles appeared in front of him. It was the set she had obtained at the black market auction earlier. Under her control, all the silver needles were kept away from Wen Hong. Various acupuncture points on his body quickly helped him stop the bleeding, and at the same time, he quickly flicked a soul-reviving pill into Wen Hong's mouth.

"What did you feed the young master?"

The old man didn't see clearly what kind of pill it was, and the incident happened suddenly, so he blurted out the question in a hurry.

"Elder Qi, Young Master Xian will not harm my eldest brother."

Hearing the commotion here, Wen Yuan quickly stepped forward to explain.

"Tch, with this guy's appearance, you want to waste elixirs if you want to harm him? Why don't you just leave it alone?"

Fu Youdao has been following Bai Qinghua. Although she moved quickly just now, as someone who has seen the elixir once, she naturally knows what it is. She suddenly feels that her teeth are sore and tight, but she still has that ungrateful attitude. Yes, he couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to ridicule.

The old man was ridiculed by a junior in front of his face, and he was immediately angry. However, when he thought about what he said and was unable to refute, he suddenly felt resentful. In fact, he was just in a hurry.

"He is fine. You should quickly recover your spiritual power. We will temporarily protect you for a period of time."

Bai Qinghua withdrew the silver needle, thought for a moment and put another muscle-building pill into Wen Hong's mouth. Since he had been saved, he would naturally save him to the end.

After hearing the words, several people stopped talking and concentrated on recovering their spiritual power. Wen Yuan looked at Wen Hong, then looked at Bai Qing's paintings, bit her lip and sat down cross-legged. At this moment, she realized that she was really He was too weak, which not only hurt his brother, but also kept him far away from Mr. Xian...

Fu Youdao looked at Wen Hong's wound that was about to disembowel him. It was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He couldn't help but sigh. He looked up at Bai Qinghua with shining eyes. Who is this boss? The origin, any of these pills taken out are priceless treasures. She actually fed them to an insignificant person. According to this calculation, she is now a powerful person. Will she be more generous to herself? Why is she suddenly so proud?

Fu Youdao's weird eyes made him feel uncomfortable all over. Bai Qinghua raised his hand and slapped Fu Youdao on the forehead.

"Watch carefully."

After saying that, the man jumped up to a big tree, found a comfortable place to lie down, took out a small jar of spiritual wine and took a sip, and his mouth suddenly became fragrant.

"Qingqing, you like drinking more and more recently."

Yu Wushuang's slightly helpless voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Is there any?"

Bai Qinghua raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Yeah, there is."

Yu Wushuang answered affirmatively.

"Haha, if you say there is, there will be, but don't worry, nothing will happen."

Bai Qinghua replied in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"By the way, that butterfly's injury has long been healed, but it has been huddled in its cocoon and refused to come out. You just let it go?"

Yu Wushuang felt somewhat unhappy when he thought of the butterfly. He didn't like anything that was hostile to Bai Qinghua.

"If you don't want to come out, let it practice well in the cocoon. I don't want to care about it recently."

Bai Qinghua took a sip of spiritual wine and said nonchalantly.

"Well, the spiritual power in the space is rich, and there is a soul-nurturing tree. I think it won't take long for that guy to break through to the god level and enter the transformation stage."

Yu Wushuang said again.

"Oh, wouldn't that be better? I would like to see what the butterfly will look like, but his character probably won't be very likable."

Bai Qinghua's words were directly transmitted into the ancient jade space. The chrysalis under the soul-nurturing tree trembled uncontrollably. The poisonous devil vine lazily shook the vine, and suddenly swung it. The chrysalis flew out and landed in no corner. Although she had done this all the time, this was the first time she had done it so blatantly. She was immediately in a good mood and the whole vine relaxed a little.

"Hmph! You are eating the master's things, using the master's things, and actually contradicting the master. Such a butterfly should get away!"

In the ancient jade space, Yu Wushuang, who was standing in front of the bamboo house, seemed not to have seen what the Poison Devil Ivy had done. He waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of sweet rain, washing the Poison Devil Ivy until it looked brand new.

Seeing Yu Wushuang's childish behavior, Bai Qinghua couldn't help but chuckle. Unknowingly, there were so many people around her. It felt so good to have someone to accompany her!