Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

The pills were mixed with Nanshan's true energy and slowly dispersed in Ao Yi's body. His shattered heart and lungs immediately returned to their original state.

This kind of therapeutic effect is not made for humans at all.

He is just a human being with some spiritual power now, and this pill is equivalent to saving his life for him.

Seeing that his complexion had recovered visibly, Xiaohong was extremely happy, so she opened the cork of the bottle and wanted to pour out another pill, but she didn't expect a trace of purple smoke to rise from the bottle, leaving it empty.

"This?" Xiaohong saw the look of hope in her benefactor's eyes disappearing quickly, and said quickly, "This pill seems to be very valuable. It was probably given to my benefactor specially by the girl."

"Give it to me." Ao Yi stretched out his knuckled hand, did he leave it behind on purpose? Afraid that he would use it carelessly, but you only gave him one pill?

Nanshan is still the same Nanshan, and he will not let him have any unreasonable thoughts.

Xiaohong put the small medicine bottle into her benefactor's hand, then got up and went outside to make spring water and fish soup. Her benefactor was just recovering from a serious injury and needed to be replenished.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that flash of red walking out of the room. Ao Yi's eyes darkened slightly, and his eyes stopped on the sapphire porcelain bottle in his hand. He gently rubbed the small bottle with one finger. At the end of his eyes, he saw the words " There is a word "AI" on it, and there is a line of small words below it that says: Increase blood qi and protect internal organs.

This bottle is made from the jade mine next to Kunshan Mountain. The tentacles are warm, and the jade energy generated can help the spirits and monsters practice the right path. It's just a pity for him. He practices Gu. Even in the human world, he has no decent endorsement. Although it is not a crooked way, he is just a low-class warlock.

The spiritual power of Kunshan's Jade Vein doesn't look down on him at all.

Holding the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, Ao Yi smiled bitterly. Will he lose to Xuan Qingyi again in this life?

Xuan Qingyi, who summoned the Qinglong, probably won't live long, right? As long as he's not by her side, that's enough.

What about Nanshan? In this life, she lost Xuan Qingyi first, how would she feel? Will he be in as much pain as when he lost her?

Ao Yi's heart ached, but he still couldn't bear to let her feel sad. Even if Xuan Qing was removed, this was what he wanted all his life.

Remembering that Nanshan's portrait and Jasmine were still in the warehouse, Ao Yi put the porcelain bottle in his arms, struggled to get up, and walked outside.

Seeing that her benefactor was now able to get off the ground, Xiaohong sighed in her heart that the pills the woman gave her were really effective. She put down the fan that was fanning the fire and went up to him.

"My dear friend, your injury needs to be healed. You need more rest."

"The fish soup is not ready yet, my benefactor..." Before she could say "Wait a minute", Ao Yi paused in front of her for a moment, seeing the heat coming from her stove, and there was a look of anger in his eyes. In a flash, he walked out.

He doesn't like this kind of human fireworks.

On the day she promised him to get married, she was boiling jasmine tea on the stove in the same way. The curls of water vapor made her appearance seem distant, like she was in a dreamland. She couldn't see clearly, but she was extremely beautiful.

He thought that the future would be such peaceful and beautiful ordinary days. Unexpectedly, just when the tea was about to be cooked, Xuan Qing also found them. A palm of purple smoke was sent into her mind, and the jasmine tea fell to the ground, and the water splashed. The hem of her skirt was wet, and she stayed in place in shock, with heavy tears.

She remembered that in the countless reincarnations that followed, she had never forgotten it, but she could no longer remember his name.

He never had another chance.

Clench your fists.

Ao Yi walked to the door and looked at the calm green color of the water, the look of despair in his eyes became even worse.

"My benefactor?" Xiao Hong chased him out and saw him standing at the door, with his head lowered and his body slightly curled up, so she walked around in front of him, "My benefactor, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's time for me to go back." He was unwilling to be separated from the human fireworks he didn't like under the water.

Xiao Hong was frightened: "My benefactor is going back now, if they ambush..."

"No." As long as she is still the god of the world, she will not kill him because of her own karma.

What's more, given the tragic situation after Xuan Qing also summoned Qinglong, how could she still be thinking about killing him? At this time, she was probably already looking for a place to save her man.

Ao Yi jumped to the shore, Xiao Hong stamped her feet, threw out the fire in the stove, and followed.

The two came to the shore, and after passing the small forest, the wooden house gradually appeared in sight.

In the morning light, the wooden house returned to its former tranquility, and the land in front of the house that was shaken by the green dragon has returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Ao Yi quickly walked to the warehouse, opened the door and went in. When he saw that all the portraits and Jasmine were there, the anger in his heart finally diminished, they were still there. They have not yet driven out his heart.

Stepping on the broken flowerpot fragments, Ao Yi picked up the paintings one by one and held them in his arms. Xiao Hong wanted to step forward to help, but was scared away by Ao Yi's resentful eyes.

My benefactor was sad.

"Get out." Xiaohong's figure said slowly with his back turned, and his arms holding the portrait tightened.

Xiao Hong bowed and stepped back.

When she came to the stove, Xiaohong remembered the fish soup in the cave, so she turned it over with her hands and transferred the fish soup to the pot.

Seeing her benefactor holding the portrait of the girl, Xiaohong felt uncomfortable.

She is the dragon fish spirit in the lake. Ever since her benefactor moved to Tianyu Mountain, she has often talked to herself by her lake, sometimes summoning poisonous insects, and sometimes looking at the cypress trees on the cliff in trance.

That day, she practiced carelessly and almost went crazy. The spiritual power collided rapidly in her body and she couldn't breathe. She rushed out of the water and struggled on the shore.

It was her benefactor who saw her.

He ran towards her, the purple color between his eyebrows like auspicious clouds. She had never seen such a beautiful human being.

He stood in front of her struggling in pain and looked at her intently. Just when she thought she would die at the hands of a frightened human being, he reached out and touched her forehead with his fingertips, injecting a trace of spiritual power into her forehead. .

The spiritual power was so powerful that it was impossible for humans to cultivate it. Once it entered her body, it tamed all the power that was running wild in her body within a few breaths.

Seeing that there was no immortality in him, she lamented that there was such a powerful cultivator in the world and vowed to follow him.

Now that I think about it, that power seems to come from the benefactor's "fiancée"?

Xiaohong added some seasoning to the fish soup.

In the past, when her benefactor was at the waterside, she occasionally heard something like this. That girl must have been someone who had been following her benefactor for several generations, right?

It seems that a long time ago, the two of them had a similar experience of rescuing monsters? When that ray of spiritual power rescued her, there was a glimmer of hope in the benefactor's eyes.

It was probably that glimmer of hope that allowed my benefactor to persist in the world for so long. Just like those portraits, with them around, my benefactor didn't feel lonely in the world, right?

Also wanting to follow her firmly, Xiaohong suddenly understood some of the obsession in her benefactor's heart.