Shizun, go to bed

Chapter 22

"Tsk, it seems that the Beiyin Gate is about to suffer a catastrophe." Everyone who felt this breath had a gleam of ecstasy in their eyes.

Qinghua in the distance grasped the red bead anxiously. This is the spirit blood bead obtained many years ago. It has been reborn and has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but no one has ever confirmed it.

The light that suddenly appeared just now, if... not mistaken, it is the light of the fairy artifact entering the world, and the immortal artifact that has not changed hands landed at Beiyin Gate, it is not a blessing—it is a disaster, Qinghua rubbed the corners of his eyes in pain, which is rare .

"Master..." Ye Zhi pushed the door open, with a hint of weakness hidden between his eyebrows, he hugged Qinghua, "Eat some first, then we can think of a way."

Qinghua tried to lean against this person's shoulder, the wonderful warmth relieved some of the discomfort in her heart, raised her head slightly in Ye Zhi's arms, and crashed into a deep sea, full of tenderness was about to overflow, she looked away, Qinghua whispered: "You know?"

"Of course, otherwise, what do you want Ling Yi to do, silly master." Ye Rong smiled lightly, and buried a kiss on Qinghua's neck, taking in breath quietly.

As if sitting on pins and needles, Qinghua felt that the person on her body was getting heavier and heavier, her breath was warm on her neck, she didn't move, she played with a strand of Ye Radi's hair, and gradually calmed down the uneasiness in her heart.

"Raoer...Raoer..." Qinghua called softly a few times, and what responded to him was silence, she moved Ye Radi's head away, her eyes were closed tightly, and her lips were a little pale.

Qinghua's mood that had finally calmed down became stronger again, and she called Lingyi to the wooden eaves above her head.

"My lord." Ling also pulled Ye Zhi's slender wrist silently and felt it, "The young master's body has been injured all the time, and his strength is less than half of what it used to be. This light seems to stimulate the young master and make him It's getting worse."

Qinghua nodded, her face was so pale that no expression could be seen, but her lips turned white from being bitten, with a slight movement of her hand, a cut was made on Ye Radi's hand, the spirit blood beads stained with Ye Radi's blood, turned into a fiery red liquid and flowed smoothly The wound stays in the body.

"My lord, this..."

Qinghua said nothing, picked up Ye Rong and went back to the inner room, the spirit blood bead was originally given to him as a token of love, but now it just happened to be given to him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ye Radi in front of him seemed to still be smiling slightly like before he fainted.

Qinghua poked the man's face, her smile widened by the poke, she said stupidly to herself, but her worry dispelled a lot.

The spirit blood bead will always protect him. As long as he has spiritual power for a day, physical injuries will be nothing. If he dies, at least... there is still a glimmer of hope for him to come back to life.Besides, as his master, how could he not protect him, even if this stupid apprentice is stronger than himself.

Boy, have a good sleep.Qinghua stroked Ye Rong's soft hair.

After leaving the door, Ling also appeared in an unseen way, and seemed to be...choosing vegetables.

Is it cooking for Rao'er?Qinghua looked at it casually, a trace of seriousness flashed in her eyes, "I'll do it."

Stunned to the side, Ling Yi stopped the movement of his hands, and the dish was taken by the indifferent Venerable.

Ling Yi: "...."

Qinghua has a skillful appearance, and her every move has her own charm. As for the dishes she chooses... Ling also quietly reordered the dishes that the venerable had chosen.

Qinghua was able to wash the vegetables cleanly, a wave of spiritual power swept over them, and the water rushed down, some leaves were broken in two, which just saved a little bit of effort in chopping vegetables.....

"Cooking porridge?" Qinghua looked at Ling Yi lighting a fire to get rice.

Ling also nodded.

Hearing this, Qinghua grabbed a handful of freshly cut vegetable leaves and put them in the rice water.

Just watching helplessly that it was too late to stop him, Ling also mourned for the young master, comfortingly thinking that the vegetable leaves are more rotten to eat, better to eat....

After a while, "My lord, there is no need to put so much salt, and there is sugar and salt together...it seems..." Forget it...whatever it is...