Dragon King relies on green tea

Finally able to take a breath, after Zuo Tian calmed down, he stared at Zi Sang and said: "Before the god lost his soul, he left half of his true energy in the world. Have you also noticed that the little boy is so weak? , it’s not the reason for the incompleteness of the soul, but the lack of half of the true energy, if you don’t find the half of the true energy, even if you find all the remnant souls, he will not be able to return to the god position.”

The chill in the air became heavier and heavier, causing frost to form on the window sills.

His icy eyes fell on Zuo Tian, ​​and Zisang Yanshu's voice was colder than Bingshuang's, asking, "Where is half of the real essence?"

Zuo Tian directly ignored the chill, looked directly into Zisang Yanshu's eyes, and asked pantingly, "Is this bargaining chip enough to get your subordinates to show mercy?"

Zisang Yanshu's fingertips tapped on the table were stained with a trace of blue, and when the blue color of his fingertips gradually faded, the coldness in the room also gradually faded away. He eased his eyes and said, "Quickly tell me, where is the other half of the true essence?" ?”

Even though Zi Sang Yanshu tried his best to hide it, Zuo Tian could easily see in his eyes the urgency that he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

Zuo Tian shook his head and said, "No one except me knows where the half of the true essence is, but I can't tell you now, until the gods and souls of the gods are all found, I can't tell."

Immediately, Zisang Yanshu clenched his fists, and a more chill than before slowly spread out, "You should know what will happen if you threaten me with a bargaining chip?"

What happened?

Regarding Zisang Yanshu's vicious reputation in the Three Realms and what he did, Zuo Tian certainly knew that there would be no end.

But when he saw the urgency in Zisang Yanshu's eyes, he was not afraid at all, and said with a chuckle: "Threatening you is more terrible than death, but you care about the gods, don't you? Just like, the gods ten thousand years ago care about you."

"Brave!" With anger already written on his face, Zi Sang Yanshu's cold hand had once again strangled Zuo Tian's neck, and said with a sneer, "The only dragon clan in the South China Sea who made me pleasing to the eye was you. "

"You won the bet." In the end, Zi Sang Yanshu let go of his hand, "I can let you live in this world with this body and identity, and be your prince in the world, but if I let you know that you are Playing with me, I will make you uglier than death."

As soon as the words fell, Zisang Yanshu disappeared in the blink of an eye. He didn't want to look at the two of them for a second.

It can be regarded as getting rid of this god of killing, and Zuo Tian, ​​who was strong, coughed out a mouthful of blood and fell limp on the ground. He had already hurt his insides when the cold air released by Zisang Yanshu was oppressing him.

Seeing this, the Taifu quickly helped him to rest on the bed, but Zuo Tian suddenly changed his expression, brushed off the Taifu's hand, and said angrily: "Why do you want to provoke him with your own ideas? Didn't I say that , even if you can't dispel the evil spirit, the big deal is to return to the seal, how can I deal with you like this?"

The Taifu lowered his eyes, knelt on the ground, and said with guilt: "This subordinate made an arbitrariness to implicate His Highness, please punish him."

Even if he knelt down and admitted his mistake, the Tai Tuo still didn't feel that he was wrong. He lowered his head and said stubbornly: "What happened ten thousand years ago has nothing to do with His Highness, and he shouldn't have blamed His Highness."

"You..." Zuo Tian sighed helplessly, helped the Tai Tuo up from the ground, and said in a deep voice: "There is no absolute right or wrong in this world. If we really want to talk about it, Nanhai blamed him first, and he can still do it." It's not easy to leave Shisi by your side, don't mention the past in the future, we should be content to stay in this world with our current status."

Who can really tell right from wrong in the tens of thousands of years of grievances.

The huge East Palace is heavily guarded, and Zisang Yanshu's entry and exit are like entering a land of no one. No one notices when he enters, and no one notices when he comes out.

In front of Zuo Tian and the Tai Tuo, he can cover up flawlessly, making it impossible for people to see the pain hidden under his appearance.

However, no matter how well it was concealed, it was only a cover after all. The cut rib wound went through all this tossing, and the blood oozing from the wound once again soaked the clothes.

He leaned against a corner to relax himself, looking at the street that was bustling with people during the day, but eerily quiet in the middle of the night, suddenly a sense of sadness rose in his heart.

The next moment, he laughed at himself again: "What are you expecting? Zi Sang Yanshu, you only deserve to live in a dirty abyss... don't you?"

Just relying on it for a while, Zisang Yanshu casually squeezed a clean clothes stick to clean up the blood stains on the white clothes.

For some reason, he came to Yonghou's mansion. Only when he got close to the familiar breath did he feel that the restlessness in his heart that had no place to vent gradually calmed down.

Zi Sang Yanshu suppressed the aura on his body, then disappeared, entered the Yonghou Mansion with ease, and walked to Ye Junche's room.

It's already late at night, but Ye Junche is still holding the lamp, holding the jade in his hand and carving the chess pieces with great care. He has not forgotten the promise of returning home.

A pair of chess pieces, with 181 black pieces and 180 white pieces, he didn’t know when he started to carve, and at this moment, most of them were completed, even in the middle of the night, he still held the lamp and carved one by one with his heart, carving every single piece Be round and smooth.

Where he couldn't see, Zisang Yanshu was sitting opposite him in a hidden figure, quietly watching his every move.

In the flickering lights, Zisang Yanshu saw the tiredness between his brows and his pale face.

I think it's the exhaustion of running around for days, and the energy spent on exorcising Zuo Tian's evil spirits, and he is still spending his mind and heart carving chess pieces at this time.

His body was already weaker than ordinary people, otherwise the old Hou Ye would not have sent him to practice on Lingming Mountain. He used cultivation to exercise his meridians so that his body would no longer be as weak as when he was a child.

After such a toss in recent days, if it is not in order, it will lose your body.

"Since you're tired, you should take a good rest." Zi Sang swung his jade-like hand in front of Ye Junche's eyes, and cast a small spell to make Ye Junche feel sleepy in his body instantly, unable to control it. Use it upwards.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep on the table.

When he fell sleepily on the table, Zisang Yanshu took away the carving knife in his hand in time, so that he would not be scratched by the carving knife when he fell asleep.

When he just fell asleep, Zisang Yanshu carefully carried him to the bed and laid him down, then squeezed the quilt.

Seeing Zi Sang Yanshu's tired and pale face, he was very worried. Without thinking, he reached out and pulled out a bloody scale from his body, and pulled out a dragon scale without even frowning.

He turned the dragon scale into powder, mixed it with the tea on the table, and slowly fed it to Ye Junche to drink.

Everything on the dragon body can be used as medicinal materials, and all dragon scales, blood, bones, tendons and horns can be used as medicine, and the effect is remarkable.

After drinking the tea mixed with dragon scales, Ye Junche's complexion improved a lot, and his blood gradually turned red.

Feeding the dragon scales was not enough, he also had to sit on the edge of the bed and put two fingers on Ye Junche's meridians to transfer spiritual power to warm and nourish the meridians.

He did all the movements so naturally, as if he had done it many, many times, these movements were familiar like instinct.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter, the dark sky was torn open by the morning light, and a ray of sunlight sprinkled on the earth, that Zi Sang Yanshu quietly left Yonghou Mansion.

Everything in the house was restored to its original state, as if he had never appeared in Yonghou Mansion.

It comes silently and leaves no trace when it goes.

The little rabbit waited eagerly for his master in the shop, and didn't see his master come back until dawn. This time, Miao Miao didn't dare to throw himself into Zisang Yanshu's arms recklessly.

Back at his residence, Zisang Yanshu didn't need to pretend anymore, the wound on his body hadn't healed yet, he walked back and forth to make the wound tear even more, most of his clothes were stained with light blue blood, looking thrilling.

Just looking at Miaomiao, she felt the pain was unbearable, she took human form and wanted to go forward to help her, but was avoided by Zi Sang Yanshu, and said weakly: "I want to rest, if it is not necessary these days, don't bother me."

He walked all the way to the pool in the backyard, sank to the bottom of the pool, and there was no more sound.

When Ye Junche woke up, he looked at the quilt covering his body with a dazed expression. He didn't remember why he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. He only remembered that he was always carving chess pieces.

I thought I would rest after carving all the chess pieces, but when I walked to the table and saw that there was still a small half of the project unfinished, why did I fall asleep?

What's even more strange is that a lot of zhenqi was spent yesterday to help the prince get rid of the evil spirit, but when he woke up, he found that all the zhenqi that wasted had been recovered, and even the zhenqi was running much more smoothly in the meridians.

Anyway, it was only a little bit short, Ye Junche asked his servants to bring breakfast into the room, picked up the carving knife and continued to carve.

Out of the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of a painting on the wall, which was a picture of a white dragon.

This painting is one of the few authentic works left in the world by a famous painter more than 300 years ago. The white dragon in the picture is lifelike. Every time he sees this painting, he feels that the white dragon in the painting seems to be alive.

Especially the inscription on the painting made him feel that the painter might really know Bailong.

"Agreeable friends are never tired of coming, and those who are close to you are always speculating."

A confidant is hard to come by, if you get a confidant, what does it matter if you are a human or a dragon?

Before I knew it, I saw, for some reason, I thought of Zisang Yanshu in Guixun.

Obviously they just met yesterday, and the other party is still a mysterious and unpredictable person, and he can't guess his origin and thoughts at all, but he still feels that this person is not a stranger to him.

Just like yesterday, he clearly smashed all the pieces in the chess box to pieces on purpose, just to find a lame excuse to exchange the keel with himself.

After carving the last chess piece, Ye Junche checked all the chess pieces one by one and carefully put them into the chess box.

Accidentally, he smelled a strange smell on a white rice. He held it close to his nose and sniffed it carefully. It was a faint fragrance, like tea fragrance but not tea fragrance.

Not only on this chess piece, but even his bedside seems to have this light fragrance.

He had only smelled this special aroma in one place, and it was in his search.

The author says:

注：合意友来情不厌，知心人至话投机——出自明冯梦龙的《醒世恒言》。感谢在2022-03-1917：28：44-2022-03-2014：37：26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 528956031;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 528956032;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!