Time flies, and a month passes like a white horse.

In addition to sending fresh melons, fruits and vegetables every day and rice grains once a month, the Taoist aunt of Qingxinguan will not take the initiative to go to the purple bamboo forest.

Therefore, the days of Concubine Mi's master and servant in the Purple Bamboo Forest can really be described as Qing Xiu, and no one comes to disturb them.

Danzhen, hasn't Miss come back yet?

No.

Shall we go up the mountain to have a look? Bing Tong frowned lightly and said with some hesitation.

Don't go, if the young lady gets angry, it will be bad.

Then let's just stay here and wait.

Well.

These days, the two of them are full of questions, but seeing that Miss's complexion is getting better and better, and her body is getting better and better, all the questions they want to ask are swallowed back into their stomachs.

Anyway, the young lady didn't always tell them not to ask, and she would give them an explanation sooner or later. In the past month, every few days, the young lady will receive a letter from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and every one of them is very good.

Half a year is not a long time, and they will be able to return home before the year.

It's just that in the family letter from the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was no mention of the assassination of Wen Shaoxuan's three brothers, and he didn't dare to let Concubine Mi know Wen Shaoyu's current situation.

Qiē, just wait for her to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The purple bamboo forest is located at the back of the Qingxinguan, and out of the purple bamboo forest is the outside of the Qingxinguan, next to a dense forest, by chance Concubine Mi found a lot of rare medicinal materials in the woods, and since then, she has been used to entering the woods from time to time to collect medicine.

After a month of drug recuperation and physical training beyond what ordinary people can bear, the current Concubine Mi is far from being comparable to when she first arrived at Qingxinguan.

Concubine Mi in her previous life was the boss of the top secret service team.

Why is it said to be a top-level secret service group? That's because all the members of this special agent team are ancient martial arts practitioners.

The world is far from what ordinary people know in their daily lives, and there are actually many secrets hidden that no one knows.

During her time on Agent Island, she had to undergo the harsh training of ordinary agents, as well as the more brutal training of ancient martial arts. It's just because the man who brought her back was a supreme ancient warrior.

If it weren't for the fact that she was born with a strange bone and was almost a rare martial arts genius in a thousand years, he would not have insisted on taking her away so much.

And in the end, it turned out that his vision was indeed very vicious, but because of this, in the end, he undoubtedly died at the hands of Concubine Mi.

The ancient martial arts of the world are divided into ten levels.

Level 1: Physical Training.

This level is divided into two levels, the first level is physical training, that is, through guò running, jumping, fighting, boxing and other ways to exercise the body, so that the body is stronger than the average person.

The second level is cultivation, which is to break through the limit again and again and increase one's strength.

In layman's terms, special forces who have received high-intensity training are almost a first-class ancient martial artist.

Ancient martial arts cultivation is not so easy to say, at the beginning of the entry, you must go through the baptism of special drugs before you can officially practice. At the same time, if someone guides you, you can avoid many detours on the way to practice.

In her previous life, Concubine Mi was almost demon-like with talent, but at the age of twenty, she had already broken through to the realm of the sixth level of the ancient warrior.

In the world that belongs to her, the strength of the peak of the sixth level is already like a god, and it is difficult to meet opponents.

The fourth level of the ancient martial arts was already a realm that many ancient martial artists could not reach with all their life's strength, but it only took her thirteen or fourteen years to break through to the sixth level, how could it not be shocking.

However, today's Concubine Mi has to start all over again, and it will take some time to regain her former peak strength.

However, Rao is like this, she completed the physical training in one month, which others may not be able to break through in a year, and the results are quite gratifying.

In addition to this month, Concubine Mi still has five months, gritted her teeth, no matter what, when she returns to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she must break through to the fourth level of the ancient martial artist to practice her muscles and bones. In this way, in this world of masters, in ancient times, he could become a super-strong being.

She has always been a person who likes to hold the initiative in her hands, and she doesn't like any more passive situations.

The day is over again, it's time to go back. Concubine Mi squatted in the grass, pulled up a herb with yellow roots and green leaves, and opened buds like purple flames with the soil, put it into the medicine basket beside her, looked up at the gradually darkening sky and whispered in her heart.

Danzhen and Bingtong's appearance during these days, Concubine Mi is satisfied, she doesn't ask much and doesn't talk much, she only obeys her orders wholeheartedly, and such a maid is suitable to stay by her side.

Seeing that it's time for dinner again, if she doesn't go back, the two girls should be in a hurry. The test period she gave them was over, and it was time to go back and talk to them.

The white ankle-length dress swayed gently with the evening breeze, and Concubine Mi carried the medicine basket, walking not fast, the pace was leisurely and leisurely, but it was light and calm.

Suddenly, a pungent bloody smell mixed with a strange smell came, which made Concubine Mi pause, and out of curiosity, she followed the smell and walked over.

Huh――

In the dense grass, face down with his butt facing the sky, there was an old man in a gray and white robe, and the reason why Concubine Mi sighed lightly was because of the poison in this old man's body.

From the white snow-like hair, as well as the figure of this person, it is not difficult to judge his age. Somehow, Concubine Mi actually made a ghost, walked to the white-haired old man, and then reached out and turned him over, after being poisoned for so long, she still had a breath.

sighed in his heart, but there was no sound in his mouth.

Even if Concubine Mi wants to speak out, it is quite difficult.

Over the past month, she has put a lot of thought into this voice, but the vocal cords burned out by high fever can't be repaired in a day or two. What's more, my throat has been injured for nearly ten years so far, and if I want to warm up my new vocal cords, I don't even think about it for half a year.

To save or not to save? Cute biting her finger, Concubine Mi hesitated.

Looking at the appearance of this person, it is obvious that he was chased and killed here, in addition to the strange poison in his body, there are also several knife wounds, judging from the traces of the scene, it should be from the direction of the Huguo Temple on the top of the mountain to escape here.

Well, it doesn't matter if you want to die or live, for the sake of Miss Ben's interest in the strange poison on you, I will save you for the time being.

When Concubine Mi returned to the Purple Bamboo Forest with the seriously injured and unconscious old man, it was already completely dark, and Danzhen Bingtong was so anxious that she was about to cry.

I'm really anxious to die slave, miss, you can be regarded as back.

Ah, who is this person? Bing Tong exclaimed in surprise, but still reached out to support the unconscious old man and reduce the weight on Concubine Mi's body.

Danzhen brought hot water over in a basin.

Oh.

Together, they moved the old man to the purple bamboo couch in the study, Concubine Mi was already a little tired, and she had to use her free hand to compare and gesture before supporting the old man, which was really embarrassing to her.

Damn, even if she can't cure her throat in a short period of time, she has to solve her speaking problem first. After all, no one is her, and it is impossible for her to understand what she is trying to express with just one look.

Miss, hot water is here.

Concubine Mi nodded, made a gesture, Danzhen and Bingtong understood, opened her mouth and finally said nothing, quietly exited the room, and closed the door with her hand.

Tsk, the internal force is really a good thing. After checking the pulse, Concubine Mi pursed her lips, and with some reluctance, she took out a pill from her arms, and then fed it into the mouth of the white-haired old man, and said: It's really cheap for you, but whether you are dead or alive depends on your character.

If it weren't for the fact that this old man had a strong internal force to protect his heart and veins, he would have died several times if he was seriously injured and the poison in his body.

The next day, the shredded sunlight shines through the dense purple bamboo forest, casting dappled light and shadow in the forest, and occasionally a breeze blows, making people feel very comfortable.

Fortunately, even if it's a hot summer here, it's not too hot, otherwise Concubine Mi will definitely not be able to stand wearing so many layers of clothes.

Squeak-

The door of the study opened, and the white-haired old man came out of it, except for his pale, the whole person was already out of a state of imminent death.

Little girl, be my apprentice. The old man looked at Concubine Mi, who was reclining on the swing and enjoying the sunbathing, and said with a smile.

That look, there is a bit of a tendency for the big bad wolf to trap the little white rabbit.

Hearing the sound, Concubine Mi opened her jade-like eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and she didn't move or make a sound.

Little girl, worship me as a teacher. The old man walked towards Concubine Mi as he spoke, he just looked at this girl and wanted to get close to her inexplicably.

The corners of Concubine Mi's mouth twitched, and the black line fell straight down, is there a difference between being his apprentice and worshipping him as a teacher?

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