In the distance, the inn stood up and looked at the flickering shadow from afar, with an extremely deep expression on his face.

The corners of his mouth showed a faint smile, raised slightly, and smiled thoughtfully.

The fist clenched behind his back clenched, and with a wave of his hand, he returned to the bed to heal.

This time, the treasure of Prison Hanling is within reach.

He couldn't come forward by himself, on the one hand, his injuries had not healed, and secondly, there was a trustworthy person on the Imperial City's side, and this person was Xuanyuan Wen in the Imperial Palace!

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Tianyan Gate, in the house.

At this time, Xuanyuan Chen had already healed Yun Yao's injuries, and she had already fallen asleep and entered her sleep.

Xuanyuan Chen's forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was a little unsightly.

Outside, several footsteps suddenly sounded.

As the maids and subordinates saluted, "The master of the door, Deacon Yan." ”

After Xuanyuan Chen heard the voice, he brushed his clothes and pushed the door out.

The door creaked, and the door slowly pushed open, a small smile on his face.

He saluted Yan Luo and Yan Jun: "I've seen the door master, Yan Gongzi!"

"Your Highness, don't torture the old man, you can't help it. Yan Luo sighed in his heart, and was so frightened that he took several steps back, and came back to his senses and stepped forward to help Xuanyuan Chen up.

"Yes, Your Highness doesn't need to salute, if you have to mind, Master and I will salute you. Yan Jun echoed.

As soon as Yan Jun's words came out, Yan Luo secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Looking at Yan Luo and Yan Jun, Xuanyuan Chen got up and said politely: "Okay." ”

"By the way, Yun Yao, how's it going?" Yan Luo patted his head and asked.

The reason why I came here was to see Yun Yao, after all, I had just undergone the baptism of thunder, and my body and bones would definitely have some impact, so I specially prepared a few nourishing elixirs.

Xuanyuan Chen turned his face sideways, looked into the inner room and said, "Oh Yunyao is fine, but she has been thundered and needs to recuperate for a few hours." ”

"That's good, that's good. Hearing that Yun Yao was fine, Yan slightly patted his chest, took a few breaths, waved his hand, and continued, "Oh, here, it is the elixir that the old man prepared for Yun Yao, and there are also some elixirs that replenish qi and regulate pranayama, I think it will help Yun Yao's recovery." ”

After speaking, the subordinate came to Xuanyuan Chen with a few brocade boxes in his hands, and then was put away by the subordinates of Yun Yao Yuan.

Although it was placed in the brocade box, there was still a wafting fragrance, and the corner of Xuanyuan Chen's mouth smiled slightly: "Thank you for the care of the door master, Yun Yao will definitely be very happy." ”

"Well, polite words are avoided, since you need to rest and breathe, the old man will leave. Yan Luo waved his hand and said heartily.

Pulling Yan Jun out of here, Xuanyuan Chen returned to the house, the pile of pills on the table was placed there, stretched out his hand to open the brocade box, took it to the chef and put it in the soup.

The pill is not only taken orally, but also has a different effect if it is added to the soup or water, and it is better.

In the room, Yun Yao was lying flat on the bed, and layers of sweat suddenly appeared on her forehead.

His face was extremely ugly, and there were some scenes in his mind at this time!

Dreams, it's that dream ...... again!

The dream that hasn't happened yet, although the dream is the opposite, but this time it is very realistic.

In the dream, two pictures wandered away, one was that Master Luoshui disappeared, and the reason was only for her.

The second is that Xuanyuan Wen and Xuanyuan Chen turned against each other and became enemies everywhere.

Behind you are a cliff thousands of feet high, and if you accidentally fall down, you will be crushed.

Looking down, it felt familiar.

It turned out to be the Valley of Broken Souls!

The Broken Soul Valley where he couldn't see his five fingers, Yun Yao didn't dare to look down, and when she wanted to look up, she suddenly shouted, "Ah......"

Woke up from a dream in an instant, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, eyes still rolling.

Dense sweat on his forehead fell down his cheeks again.

"What's going on, why is it that dream again?" Yun Yao muttered in her heart, unable to figure it out.

I still remember the last time I had this dream, it was in the imperial city, in the courtyard of Xuanyuan Chen's Xuanhua Palace.

And this time it was in Tianyanmen.

The key is that the dream is very real, and what you see is what you have experienced, and there are not.

Could this be the next thing to happen?

Could it be that dreams are prophecies, evolved from speculation?

Like the previous holy envoy a hundred years ago, is it speculated and prophesied?

Three questions kept wandering repeatedly in Yun Yao's heart, and there were doubts but no one could solve them.

Just as she was thinking, the light steps of the doorway were getting closer and closer.

The sound of footsteps disrupted Yun Yao's thoughts, and she turned her head to look towards the door.

Da, da, da.

The steps approached, creaked, and the door was pushed open.

Suddenly, a fresh fragrance greeted the face, which was particularly pungent to the nose.

This smell, with a little greasy, but also a little refreshing, smelled Yun Yao's stomach "gurgling!"

Xuanyuan Chen put down the tableware lightly, and accidentally heard Yun Yao's stomach ringing, gurgling.

He carefully picked up the spoon and picked up the small bowl for the soup.

As soon as the lid was opened, the room was filled with the fragrance of soup, with a hint of other smells.

He came to the bed with the soup in his hand, sat down, and said, "How do you feel?"

"Well, it's a lot better. Yun Yao looked at Xuanyuan Chen and nodded.

Xuanyuan Chen responded while blowing the soup: "You're good, this is specially made for you at the chef's place, take a bite?"

"Specially boiled for me?" Yun Yao glanced at the soup in Xuanyuan Chen's hand and said with some curiosity.

In addition to curiosity, there is also some expectation in his eyes that his answer will be made by him.

He showed a bright smile, blew the soup and fed it to Yun Yao, and responded: "Yes, whoever made you get struck by lightning at once, the effect is better only if you boil it yourself." ”

The words fell, the two of them smiled, and time stopped at this moment.

She enjoyed the soup he had made for herself, drinking and drinking the sea of qi was blazing, and her internal strength was increasing without limit.

Startled, Yun Yao suddenly did it, crossed his legs and hands to use the internal force, slowly melting and absorbing the essence of the soup.

She drank out the pill, and it was also an effective Yuan Pill with excellent healing effect.

Xiaoyuan Dan is a rare elixir in the world, and it is difficult for all alchemists to refine it, because the materials it uses are very complex, and it is not available in ordinary places.

Put away your hand, and you have slowly absorbed the Dan effect of Xiaoyuan Dan completely.

Slowly opened his eyes, looking at Xuanyuan Chen with a spring breeze, his body and mind had never been so comfortable.

Xuanyuan Chen gave a thumbs up, looked at Yun Yao and said, "Xiao Yuan Dan is worthy of being the world's Qi Dan!"

"Yes, many alchemy masters want to refine it, but in the end they stop gathering medicinal materials, it's a pity. Yun Yao shook her head and sighed regretfully.

Once even he failed to gather the last medicine of Yuan Dan, that is the rare Zhilan!

Zhilan grows in the cold area, and does not see the sun all year round, so if you want to take it, you have to pay an unusual price.

It is rumored that it is guarded by the ancient divine beast Red Blood Kui Long, which tastes Zhilan.