Dragon King relies on green tea

There is also the mood to joke, which means that he is no longer angry.

Seeing Zisang Yanshu's gloomy eyes dissipated, Ye Junche coaxed with a hint of coquettishness, "So Yanshu, you're here? You definitely won't let me fall on this altar ,right?"

Zisang Yanshu was at a loss for words for a while, but he knew that he would not really let him have an accident, so he dared to be so presumptuous.

"Don't be an example!" After thinking about it, he was still angry, so he raised his hand and tapped Ye Junche on the head, pulling him back to heal his wounds.

When he left, he glared at Chi'an under the altar from the corner of his eye. Chi'an's hair stood on end, as if he had seen the scene of the Immortal Mansion of the Divine Monarch, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck to make sure that his head was still on his neck. .

In the crowd, Ting Yue excitedly waved at Ye Junche and shouted: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother! I'm here!"

It's a pity that the crowd was noisy, Ye Junche didn't hear Ting Yue's call, but was dragged by Zi Sang Yanshu all the way to the Governor's Mansion.

Seeing that his voice was drowned out by the crowd, Ting Yue had no choice but to follow their footsteps. Fourteen grabbed Ting Yue from behind and asked, "Where are you going? Do you know that person?"

"Of course!" When mentioning the senior brother, Ting Yue was proud, "He is my senior brother, and he loves me the most on Lingming Mountain. I didn't expect to see my senior brother when I came to Yicheng. I was thinking of the big brother in Yicheng. After the drought is resolved, I will go to Lidu to look for my senior brother, and now it's easy, and my senior brother is also in Yicheng."

Just now I saw Zisang Yanshu's attitude towards Ye Junche was very gentle on the altar, and he had an idea in an instant, and he pulled Tingyue back and said, "You brought me here, I have nothing to do now. You can go anywhere, if you want to find your senior brother, you must bring me with you."

Ting Yue was surprised, why the dragon had changed so much, after a while, he realized that the dragon was still injured, and he had to take responsibility for bringing him to Yicheng, so he agreed after thinking about it.

When he got close to Tingyue, Shishi felt a familiar aura on Tingyue, so he dragged Tingyue over, sniffed Tingyue, and finally determined where the familiar aura came from.

"You caught Miao Miao?" Fourteen stared at Tingyue's demon refining pot, the aura came from the demon refining pot, and the strong aura indicated that he had just been imprisoned in it not long ago.

"Miao Miao? Who? I don't know." Ting Yue spread his hands in a daze, not understanding anything.

Fourteen rolled his eyes fiercely in his heart, and said: "It's a rabbit demon, and it only has 200 years of practice. Did you accept a rabbit demon today?"

After thinking about it, Ting Yue nodded: "I saw a rabbit monster sneaking outside the governor's mansion the day before yesterday, it must have malicious intentions, so I helped Mr. Governor take the rabbit monster away, my lord, I will walk the rivers and lakes for the sky Let's go!"

The man said it very proudly, as if he had done something amazing, "I didn't know it at the time, so the senior brother was in the Governor's Mansion, and I happened to be looking for the senior brother now."

Complacent, Ting Yue finally realized, "Why, do you know the rabbit demon?"

I wanted Tingyue to let Miaomiao go, but after thinking about it, Shisi might still be useful for a while, so Shisi stopped and said, "Aren't you looking for your senior brother? If you want to find it quickly, I will hungry."

"Didn't you say that gods don't need to eat?" Ting Yue muttered in a low voice, and immediately took Shisi to the governor's mansion.

Although he was hurt by the order of the rain, Ye Junche couldn't help but feel excited when he saw Zisang Yanshu came back. Seeing the smug face, Zisang Yanshu couldn't help reaching out his hand to his head One knock: "Still laughing, still laughing after being hurt like this."

However, the excitement in his heart could not be stopped at all, Ye Junche said poorly, "Anyway, as long as Yan Shu can come back, it doesn't matter if the injury is serious."

"You continue to be poor..." Zi Sang Yanshu gave Ye Junche a big white eye, then went to the table and poured a cup of tea, and quietly dripped a drop of blood into the tea with his back to Ye Junche.

Light blue blood drops were mixed into the tea in an instant, and the shallow wound on the fingertips healed in an instant.

"Drink it!" Zi Sang Yanshu handed the cup to Ye Junche, staring at the teacup and watching him drink the tea.

"Just now I saw that you mixed something into the tea, you won't be angry, so you poisoned the tea, you want to poison me?" Ye Junche was half joking, and still drank the tea with his head up. A strange smell, familiar but can't guess what it is.

Only then did Zi Sang Yanshu laugh and scold: "It's just poison, you just wait for the poison to take hold and die."

When it was over, he grabbed Ye Junche's hand, and slowly poured his own spiritual power into Ye Junche's body to circulate, and healed his internal injuries one by one.

The dragon's blood mixed with tea, also under the urging of Zisang Yanshu's spiritual power, slowly exerted its effect, forming a soft and warm force between the meridians and internal organs.

The severe pain in the body gradually eased under the effect of dragon's blood and spiritual power.

This feeling, as well as the fragrance of Shaoqin lingering on the tip of the nose, are so familiar...

Seems like it happened more than once...

Ye Junche suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Zisang Yanshu's hand, stared at his astonished eyes, and said, "Did Yanshu give me dragon blood?"

"Calm!" Zi Sang Yanshu didn't want to answer, and pushed away Ye Junche's grip on his hand, wanting to continue sending spiritual power, but Ye Junche firmly gripped his hand and didn't let go.

"Yan Shu, did Yan Shu go to the Yonghou Mansion the night he went to kill the prince, did he restore my true energy in the same way? On the chess piece is the incense of Shaoqin in front of the bed, which is left by Yan Shu Is it right?"

At that time, he was still wondering why his true energy recovered so quickly, why he fell asleep unknowingly when he was carving chess pieces, and why he still had the spiritual power that circulated gently in his body when he fell asleep.

He didn't know it until now, so everything was not an accident, but everything that this fearsome Dragon King did silently.

"Actually, it wasn't just that day, there was an earlier time. I have been weak since I was a child, but many times when I was injured or even sick, I would always just sleep quietly. Even my father and master thought it was unbelievable. In fact, it’s all because Yan Shu always heals me like this, right?”

"Yan Shu, how long ago have you been by my side?"

how early?

It was there long, long ago, long before he was born.

But these Zisang Yanshu didn't know how to speak, how to speak, so they chose to remain silent.

Sitting in front of the bed, his drooping eyes were covered by his long eyelids. All Ye Junche could see was a shadow, so he leaned forward, trying to see clearly the feelings hidden in the shadow, and continued to ask softly. Said: "Is the meeting on Liuyu Mountain arranged by Yanshu?"

"There are so many questions." Zi Sang Yanshu didn't seem to intend to answer these directly, he stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Junche back on the bed, and continued to slowly convey his spiritual power.

However, after a moment of silence, Zisang Yanshu tapped Ye Junche's wrist with his slender fingertips, and explained: "Liu Yushan was just an accident."

It's just that he wouldn't say, if it wasn't for the accident, if he could have cleaned up the demons faster, maybe Zisang Yanshu wouldn't have appeared in front of him directly.

"Accident?" Ye Junche persisted, and continued to ask, "I have been injured so many times, I have been sick so many times, and every time I wake up, I feel better. Is it an accident?"

Probably because he didn't know how to answer, and didn't want to answer, Zi Sang Yanshu just lowered his eyes and said perfunctorily: "You talk too much."

Now Zisang Yanshu just wants Ye Junche to shut up quickly, and he doesn't know how many questions this guy still has waiting for him.

Sure enough, as if Ye Junche didn't hear Zisang Yanshu's intention to shut him up, the free hand raised a strand of black hair hanging on Zisang Yanshu's shoulder.

His blue silk is so soft, it feels like touching a fine silk.

Ye Junche hooked that strand of hair and said with a faint smile: "Little Priest Chi'an always said how terrible Yanshu is, but in my opinion, Yanshu's heart is as soft as this strand of blue hair, otherwise my brother-in-law would I don’t know who it is, Lord Dragon King, please don’t tell me, it wasn’t you who saved people.”

Once again, Zisang Yanshu raised his eyes and glanced at his restless hand, but he didn't let him take it away, just as a tacit approval of his behavior, and said lightly: "It was me, at that time It's just a matter of doing it, and drowning an animal that was born but not raised, so what Chi An said is correct, the Dragon King of the South Sea is not a good god, young master, be careful."

"Watch out for what? Do you know Yanshu?" Ye Junche let go of the hand that was playing with Qingsi, and instead tapped on the bloody mole under Sang Yanshu's left eye with his fingertips. This bloody mole always gave him a very special feeling It feels like he has been watching for many days and nights.

In a daze, a young man knocked on the door and reported respectfully to the inside: "Young master, there are two people outside who want to meet you. They say they are his fellow disciples on Lingming Mountain, named Tingyue."

"Tingyue?" Ye Junche sat up all of a sudden, surprised, "Why is he here? Please come in!"

"Who?" Zi Sang Yanshu withdrew his hand silently, his tone of voice dropped a little unconsciously, there was a hint of displeasure in it, but it didn't show it obviously, even he didn't feel it.

Most of the time, he had a clear and cold look, so Ye Junche didn't react to such a slight change for a while, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes and ran out.

Zisang Yanshu looked at the back of the hurriedly running out, and followed slowly with a cold face and hands behind his back.

When old friends meet, they naturally want to exchange pleasantries, and Zisang Yanshu doesn't want to see such a long-winded scene, so he deliberately walks behind slowly.

A long corridor, Ye Junche was anxious to see his junior, so he walked a few steps before reaching the end, while Zisang Yanshu deliberately walked very slowly, as if admiring the rainy scene after a long drought, It also seems to be trying to approach a picture scroll that should not have him.

The sound of pattering rain is composing a movement of rain after a long drought. Zisang Yanshu stopped on the promenade and stretched out his hand under the eaves. The cold rain fell on his hand, and it turned into water in an instant. The water mist did not leave any trace on the hands from the beginning to the end.

The sky is clear and the clouds are light, foggy and rainy. The entire courtyard, and even this world, is a carefully drawn picture scroll.

It's a pity that he is still not in the picture scroll, nor does he belong to this beautiful painting.

If you are not the person in the painting, why force it?