[Ancient Sword 2] The sea

When the brilliance of the magic circle completely dissipated, the Yanjia man fell on the wooden platform, Xie Yi slid to the ground with a pale face, feeling a headache like a splitting headache.A peace of mind and a dead wood in spring overlapped and fell on the body, and the fine green light spots fell, like a spring rain.Xie Yi supported his head and half-closed his eyes to look at Wushan Goddess, and got a reserved smile.

Supporting the wooden platform, Xie Yi stood up slowly, touched Yanjiaren's forehead with his trembling fingertips, and stopped his operation.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Goddess." He forced a weak smile, but his face was no longer so scary.

"Priest Pojun, please take care of your health. Priest Pojun needs to pay more attention to the matter of Mingming." Wushan Goddess picked up the cold tea on the table, warmed it with spiritual power, and handed it to Xie Yi.

Xie Yi drank it down in one gulp without any politeness, let out a mouthful of turbid air, and his face turned a little bloody.Jieyun saw that he was better, so he didn't stay in Yanjiafang any longer.

After being disturbed by Xie Yi, there is still half of the script, and he has no interest in continuing to read.Jieyun took a purple jade bookmark and stuck it in the story book, closed the cover and put it back on the shelf for reading in the future.The Wenlin tea on the lacquer table was already terribly cold, and the coolness piercing through the porcelain cup was almost piercing to the bone.Jieyun poured tea in a dispirited way, and opened the window to diffuse the overly rich cumin fragrance in the room.

The cold winter wind drove straight in, and the warm boudoir was suddenly mixed with a bit of fragrance.

The Li Qi, which was covered outside, was driven to blow violently, and the rings collided with each other, making a series of striking sounds.Jie Yun rested her hands on the window sill, her black hair was tied into braids hanging down her cheeks, and she looked down peacefully.

Perhaps the sky was also tired, and the heavy snow that had fallen for two days stopped, and the sun showed its face under the scattered heavy clouds.Immediately, golden and white light shone from the clean snow, reflecting on the face of Wushan Goddess, her complexion was like snow, and her mouth was full of vermilion.

The snow on the ground was dazzling, and staring for a long time hurt the eyes. When Ah Ruan entered the room, she could hear the light voice of Yinhuan Ding Ling on her feet from a long distance.As for Ruying, maybe she went to practice on her own somewhere.She half closed the window, ironed the porcelain cup, and lowered her head to pour a cup of Tieguanyin.

Ah Ruan came up to play coquettishly for a while, then went down to plan an outing with new friends down the mountain with great interest.In the kitchen, Jie Yun hesitated for a while, but still crushed the recuperating elixir into Xie Yi's soup.

Today's meal has changed, Xie Yi swears by his meticulous observation ability in Yanshi.The cooking is worse, and the patterns are more diverse, which not only follows the medical theory but also tastes delicious.As for himself... Xie Yi stirred his eight-treasure porridge with a spoon, and a puff of wet white air rose up. Fortunately, he didn't wear glasses, otherwise it would be covered with a layer of mist.This feeling of being taken care of has not been felt for many years.He deeply felt that Goddess Wushan was really a gentle and considerate goddess, IKEA IKEA, and he didn't know why Shangxian Siyou couldn't bear it and didn't agree to Goddess Wushan.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he is going to donate poison, and he won't have much time to be taken care of by the goddess.If you can't come back here, God's punishment can't be taken care of, so please ask the goddess to go directly to Liuyue City.Xie Yi slowly stirred the eight-treasure porridge, nostalgia and reluctance tangled into a ball.

"What? Is there something wrong with my Pojun priest?" Jie Yun casually picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them into A Ruan's bowl, and asked casually.Ever since the Yanjia man finished his job, he has been full of preoccupations, which is really beyond doubt.No, there was a sign at that time, and Jie Yun's expression became serious.

"If this Yanjia can really be like an ordinary person, I want to call him 'Yan'. He was born because of Yanshu, and lives for the inheritance of Yanshu." Xie Yi struggled to say such a sentence, his head hung down, The scattered forehead hair formed a dull shadow on the head.

If Xie Yi is still there, given the hundreds of years of life span of Lieshan people, why not find a person who inherits Yanshu.There must be something, he felt that he might not be able to pass on his Yanshu, and even threatened his life.However, with me by my side, what could threaten his life?

Jie Yun took a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge and sipped it slowly. Through the hazy white mist, he looked at Xie Yi, who was haggard and restless, and couldn't help but touch his face, check his face Is there anything strange.

"Xie Yi has something to do. I wanted to tell Goddess later. However, Goddess, you are so perceptive and your gaze is like a torch. You guessed your subordinate's mind so quickly~ Subordinate, you had no choice but to invite him."

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing." Jie Yun pointed out the key point flatly.

"Goddess...!" Xie Yi was stunned, the sliced ​​meat in the chopsticks almost slipped into the porridge bowl.

"That's right, brother Xie Yi frowns for a while, and keeps a straight face for a while, is there anything Yan Jia can't do? Tell us so we can help you figure out a way~ You can't think of it for a person like you~" Ah Ruan also put down the bowl, his eyes full of worry.

"Ah Ruan..." Xie Yi looked at this beautiful girl who met by the Wushan River with emotion and has been following the Wushan Goddess ever since. According to ancient books, there are drug donations in the northwest, and Xingluoyan in southern Xinjiang are all tribes that once believed in Shennong, so if you go to those places, you may gain something.”

"Why rush for a while, starting tomorrow, even with the help of spells, there is still a lot of trouble. My broken army priest, you just made that Yanjia, and your mana and physical strength are exhausted, so why is it so hasty?"

"This...it's always good to find Zhaoming as soon as possible."

"Oh, I'm afraid that the Pojun Priest fell ill on the road before he came to donate the poison. Instead, he has to cultivate slowly, which delays more time. If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his weapon, and don't use his energy If you take care of yourself well, how can you find Zhaoming? When your health is taken care of, it will be easier to find Zhaoming. If Priest Pojun insists on setting out and falls ill on the way, I won’t care about you. Now, drink my porridge first. Yes It is a rare honor to let the Goddess of Wushan who was conferred by the Emperor himself to make things for you, if you still don't know how to cherish your body, I don't mind taking back my favor."

People who have never been sick will never know the value of good health.Xie Yi looked like he was on the verge of falling, but he actually tried to be brave enough to donate drugs, don't be kidding.Even if it's only similar in appearance, Jie Yun doesn't want that face that resembles Si You to appear sickly pale.

"Subordinate, thank you Goddess. Your Highness cares, and this subordinate is grateful. This subordinate must eat a few more bowls of rice and rest for a few more days. Ah Ruan, add another bowl of rice for me." Xie Yi swallowed the last few bowls of rice. Taking a mouthful of porridge, he handed the empty bowl to Ah Ruan who was watching eagerly.

"No, brother Xie Yi wants to eat two more bowls." Xie Yi and Jie Yun looked at each other, whether they could see the doting and helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Xie Yi, I don't want to hold you back for too long, let's set off in three days. While recuperating, I also slowly prepare my luggage."

Xie Yi replied with a gentle smile.

The author has something to say: Wenlin Tea: It is Lushan Yunwu Tea, and Wenlin Tea is the ancient name of Lushan Yunwu.

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