After the excitement, Shan Ling finally calmed down, and only then did he find that they were no longer out of the tomb, but resting in an ear chamber not far away.

In addition to Shan Ling and You, as well as Xiao Fengwei and Qing Ling, there is another person - the priest of the ancient spirit clan, the priest of the spirit.

The sacrificial spirit looked at Shan Ling and bowed respectfully to him: "The sacrificial spirit greets the patriarch." ”

"Priests, please." Shan Ling reached out to help the priest up, and then said, "The priest has been tired for so long. ”

The priest spirit sighed softly and said, "No, the big mistake was made by me, and it was I who made the patriarch suffer, and even ......."

"Don't mention the past, priest, I want to trouble you to open the Medicine King Furnace again and refine the antidote again."

The purpose of their trip is twofold, the first is to open the door of the Holy Land of the Spirit Race to lure out the ministers who have been hiding in the shadows, and now the ministers are stabbed by You's four severals, the effect of the divine knife, he has no chance of survival, it is no longer a problem, and the second is to find another antidote here, and then refine.

The only one who can refine the □□antidote to the pill is the Supreme Treasure Medicine King Furnace given to the Spirit Race by the Ancient Divine Clan, and the only one who can use this thing is the sacrificial spirit.

Naturally, the priest spirit couldn't refuse Shan Ling's request, nodded lightly, and suddenly looked at Shan Ling as if he thought of something.

"Poisoned ...... Could it be him? ”

"Well, that's him." Shan Ling nodded, and said, "He is my father now." ”

"He was your Father, for you were created by Him." The sacrificial spirit smiled slightly and said, "For my best friend, I should restart the Medicine King Furnace again, let's go." ”

The priests, like Shan Ling, are very familiar with this place, walking in front of them to attract them, and they didn't encounter any mechanism at all, and they also met several ministers refining Lu halfway, but they have all been ambushed, and these Lu Qingling are all familiar, they are the villagers in that village, and the villagers of the entire village must have been killed.

Qing Ling's face was a little bad, and several people simply placed the corpses of these villagers in an ear chamber with nothing, and then closed the stone door.

As he continued to walk forward, there was a faint voice of someone talking in front of him, the priest narrowed his eyes slightly, and several other people were also on guard.

"I don't know what's going on with these zongzi, and suddenly they're all lying down." This is Ah Jun's voice.

"Something must have happened to the controller." This is the voice of Chen puppy.

"I don't know how the patriarch is doing......"

Hearing a familiar voice, the vigilant few people slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah Jun, Xiao Chen, Lan." Shan Ling called out.

Then I saw people running at the end of the road, and they were all wounded, and it was obvious that they were in a lot of trouble.

"Great, you're all okay." Qing Ling saw Lan and couldn't help but rush over and hug him tightly.

"That's what I have to say." Remembering that he had fallen into the trap and been separated from the others, Lan was worried, and later encountered a large wave of Lu on the way, so he was even more anxious.

Several people converged, and continued to walk forward under the leadership of the priest, and on the way, Qingling and Ah Jun told them all kinds of things.

Chen Laogou is really dead, and then he was refined into a lu by Chen's loneliness, and in the end, Chen Xiaogou personally cut off his head and made him ambush.

The corpse was not carried but placed in a tomb in a clothed mound, because Chen Laogou was poisoned to death, if he was taken out, I am afraid that it would cause an uproar again, Chen Xiaogou has always just wanted to see his father again, and now he has got his wish.

After that, Chen Xiaogou hugged Ah Jun and cried for a long time, and finally eased up.

Maybe outside, Chen Laogou is a sinister and cunning person, and he is not a good person, but to Chen Xiaogou, he is a good father.

Several people walked for about two hours, and finally came to a fighting room, the wall was painted with a lot of murals, and there was a platform in the middle of the room, the priest reached out and groped on the wall, and then knocked lightly, the ground shook slightly, the ground of the platform slowly opened to both sides, and a jet-black giant tripod was slowly held out from below, this is the Medicine King Furnace, the real artifact created by the ancient gods.

"This stove is so big, how are we going to get it out?" Ah Jun pressed the big furnace that was taller than a person, and the whole person was a little stupid.

"The Medicine King Furnace can't leave here, once it leaves this stone chamber, it will touch the mechanism in the tomb, and the antidote can only be refined here." The priest shook his head slightly.

"What should we do, we still haven't found one kind of material." A kind of spirit insect that only the ancient gods knew how to raise, Qing Ling had read that booklet, so he knew that they still lacked a material.

"There's nothing missing, it's all there." Yu said.

"Huh? Where!? ”

"Spirit butterfly, spirit silkworm." The priest raised his hand and pointed at the little phoenix tail and blue.

Qing Ling was slightly stunned, and then exclaimed, "Ling...... Spirit silkworm, isn't he a butterfly? ”

He's been raising this for years!

"I just look like a butterfly......" Lan coughed lightly, then silently nosed.

Qing Ling, who was still a soft and glutinous little doll back then, hugged his leg and shouted a little butterfly, but he didn't correct it, so this one Qingling treated him as a butterfly.

"It's a moth......"

"Then I'm a moth, and you don't like me anymore?" Lan gave a look of loss.

"I like it."

……

After the materials were gathered, and finally he was able to start refining the antidote, Shan Ling took out the coveted mirror, and then took out all the things stored inside.

When the fire burned in the dark green weather, the priests put all the ingredients into the furnace in order, and the process of refining the medicine took up to nine days, which also meant that they had to stay in this place for nine days, but fortunately they had brought enough food and water, and now there was no danger here, and they could rest here.

Huddled in his sleeping bag, Shan Ling leaned into You's arms, wrapped one hand around his waist, and the other gently stroked his chest, where he had stabbed the four severes into it, ending his life and making his soul fly.

"Does it hurt?"

"For you, it doesn't hurt." After you, he was thinking about something, and kissed him lightly on the lips, he didn't want Shan Ling to think of sad things again, and the words changed: "Do you remember what you promised me?" ”

"What?" Shan Ling was distracted at once.

You smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers, and said, "When I return, you will be ......" and then close to his ear.

As soon as he said this, Shan Ling's whole face turned red, he looked at him with his eyes open, and then finally held back a sentence: "Wait...... Wait until you get back and ......."

"Of course."

……

Half a month later

......The room was quiet, and the cry of a child suddenly sounded, and the little baby lying in the crib waved his little short hands and feet, and cried loudly.

Not long after, a slender figure walked into the room and came to the crib, and the little baby, who had been crying, actually stopped crying when he saw the man, and looked at him with red eyes.

The man looked at the little baby's eyes with a hint of tenderness, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his soft pink face, but stopped when he was about to touch it.

His fingertips shook slightly, and when he wanted to withdraw his hand, he suddenly felt a warmth in his fingertips, but he saw the baby's soft and tender little hands holding his slender fingers tightly, which made his heart soft.

"It's really rare, Xiaoyu seems to like you very much." Shan Xiao walked in from the outside with a feeding bottle, and saw the person standing in front of the stroller, and also saw the youngest son stretching out his little hand, holding the other party's hand tightly.

The priest was slightly stunned, then reacted and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Chu Eryu caught it tightly, and he was afraid that he would hurt the child's immature little hands, so he was a little at a loss.

"I'm sorry I heard the child's cry, so ......"

"You don't have to be sorry, so I've already heard Xiaoling say everything, thank you, if it weren't for you, the antidote wouldn't be refined." Shan Xiao smiled slightly, and then walked to the bed.

But it was really strange to find that the youngest son, who usually shines brightly when he sees the bottle, actually ignores himself today, and looks at the priest with a pair of big eyes, and he doesn't even look at the bottle.

The priest looked at Shan Xiao, and then said, "You...... Are you having fun now? ”

These words made Shan Xiao slightly stunned, although he didn't know why the other party suddenly said such strange words, he still smiled.

"Of course it's fun."

"That's good......" Shen Xiao.

"Huh?" Shan Xiao didn't hear the last words clearly, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"Nothing."

"Would you like to give it a try?" Shan Xiao shook the bottle in his hand.

The priest was slightly stunned, and then said, "Is it okay?" ”

"Of course."

Chu Eryu was held in the priest's arms with a satisfied face, and his little hands were tightly grasping his hand holding the bottle, and while sipping milk, he looked at him with big black eyes.

Looking at the child in his arms, the priest's heart unconsciously softened, and a picture couldn't help but come to mind in his mind.

The pink child was held in his arms, with a pair of big eyes, and obediently ate the nectar he fed with a small spoon with his small mouth open.

Sacrifice to the spirit, sacrifice to the spirit......

……

"No...... No more, well......"

In the dimly lit room, the low wheezing floated up, the bed creaked, and it didn't go away for a long time, and I knew a satisfied soft hum before it gradually stopped.

Shan Ling felt that she was about to die, and her hands supporting her body were soft, and the whole person lay on the soft bed, panting slightly.

"Tired so quickly? Suzu, your physical strength is really poor right now. You hugged him tightly from behind, and the small kiss gently touched the slender shoulder.

"Get out!" Shan Ling gave him an elbow, and then pushed the guy stuck to his back away: "I'm getting up." ”

"I'll take you to the shower." You also got up, held the person in his arms, looked at Shan Ling with deep eyes, and said, "It's good that I can hold you like this again." ”

Shan Ling looked at him, then reached out to hold him.

"Hmm......" Shan Ling leaned on his shoulder, looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, the bright sunshine, and said, "Do I still owe you a word?" ”

"What?"

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