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On a sunny day, a quaint big tripod is being placed on the beach, and the temperature above the mouth of the tripod seems to be condensed with extremely high temperatures, and the air next to it is distorted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The source of the high temperature is the sun in the sky, because most of the sunlight is condensed in Dingkou, and the light next to it seems to be a lot dimmer.

This is exactly the Shennong Ding that is absorbing the true fire of the sun, Lin Dong promised to give the spirit jade used to make the spirit gathering array to Shennong Ding to devour, so that the machine spirit stopped nagging and honestly collected the true fire of the sun.

Speaking of which, the temperature of this sun's true fire is far less than that of the condensed fire dragon talisman, but the effect on the cold qi in Murong Hong's body is indeed excellent. At least, during the time when she was bathing in the true fire of the sun, the cold qi in her meridians was growing at a turtle speed.

This couldn't help but make Lin Dong feel a lot more relieved. After an hour or so, the light on the surface of Shennongding dimmed, and the sunlight gradually dispersed.

And the green light on the surface of Shennong Ding's body also seemed a little dim, which showed that collecting the true fire of the sun did consume a lot of its strength.

After collecting the true fire, the machine spirit didn't nag much, and directly shrunk back into the dantian.

"Thank you!"

Lin Dong appeased it, turned his head to check Murong Hong's situation, and saw that her face was a little more bloody. The effect of an hour's real fire bath is obvious, and at the current rate of cold generation, it should be enough to last for about a day.

Because of this, Lin Dong hates and loves Shennongding even more.

Helping her to sit down on the rock, after a while, Murong Hong's eyelids blinked, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"How do you feel?" Seeing that she came to her senses, Lin Dong asked with a smile on his face flashing with joy.

Seeing Lin Dong, Murong Hong reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

"Look at my brain, you sit down first, and I'll prepare food for you."

Lin Dong slapped his head, jumped up, took out various tools and began to make a fire to cook.

After a while, a bowl of fragrant fish soup was freshly baked. He took a bowl to Murong Hong's mouth and carefully fed her to drink.

After a bowl of hot fish soup, Murong Hong finally regained some strength, and then a hint of blush appeared on her face, struggling to take the bowl and drink it herself.

"Okay, don't be embarrassed, drink it yourself when you're well! Speaking of which, it is the first time in my life that I have fed a woman except for Xiaoxue, and even my wife has never enjoyed such treatment. You're alright, you'll have to feed me back. Otherwise, I'll suffer a big loss. ”

In order to avoid her embarrassment, Lin Dong laughed twice, and Murong Hong smiled gratefully and did not refuse his kindness again.

After three bowls of fish soup, she shook her head slightly, indicating that she was full. Lin Dong drank the soup by himself, and chatted with Murong Hong for a while while drinking.

Of course, it seemed that Lin Dong was talking to himself, and Murong Hong responded to him with a faint smile at most.

Having lost the cultivation of the Ice Sword Technique, she seemed to be much more human. After chatting for a while, she leaned her head against the rock and fell asleep, Lin Dong took out two thick clothes to cover her, and began to prepare for the night's food again.

Boiling porridge is a technical job, and the rice must be cooked in cold water first

Soak for half an hour to let the rice grains swell, and then stir the rice grains clockwise for a while, so that the porridge is crispy and has a good taste.

Then it is to boil the underwater pot, and you have to pay attention to the heat, and finally add some oil to put in the lobster meat that he has processed, boil for an hour, and a bowl of pure natural and pollution-free lobster porridge will be baked.

When he was busy, Murong Hong woke up from his sleep, looking at the clothes covering his body, and Lin Dong, who was concentrating on controlling the fire, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a happy smile.

Since her parents were gone, no one had taken care of her like this. Those servants of the family may also serve her so carefully, but they are definitely not sincere.

She struggled to reach out and hold on to the rock next to her, trying to get up and help, but she was only halfway up when she fell back to the ground with her legs limp.

"What are you up for? When you are weak, you should rest more and tell me what you want. Hearing the movement next to him, Lin Dong looked back and saw her sitting on the ground, with a faint look of pain on her face, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"I didn't ...... Thank you! ”

After resting for a while, the cold air was also suppressed by the true fire of the sun, and she recovered a lot, and her wriggling lips weakly spat out two words.

"You're welcome, if you didn't desperately protect me, I'm afraid it would be me who became like this. This is called repaying the favor! You just have to rest in peace. ”

Lin Dong chuckled, and after calming her down, he continued to return to the stove to control the fire

Hou, smiled without looking back: "I boiled lobster porridge for you, you will feel a lot more comfortable after eating." Don't look at this place as desolate, but the food is all original and pollution-free. It's hard to spend money outside. ”

Murong Hong smiled and struggled to sit down cross-legged, trying to run the spell, but she couldn't even grasp the basic qi sense, which made her tremble violently, and a thick despair flashed in her eyes.

"Hungry?"

After the lobster porridge was boiled, Lin Dong took out a bowl, and controlled the water spiritual qi to lower the temperature of the porridge a little, and then brought it to Murong Hong.

Turning his head to see her soulless Murong, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Think, he understands that she is discovering that the sword qi in her body is not there.

Immediately, he forced a smile again, walked up to her and said, "It's nothing, you are too seriously injured to communicate with the true qi in your body for the time being." When the recovery is good, the cultivation will naturally recover slowly! Come, drink some porridge first. ”

Now he didn't dare to tell her the truth, otherwise, she would probably not be able to bear it.

If you want to say it, you have to wait until she is better.

Out of trust in Lin Dong's medical skills, Murong Hong's face looked a little better, and after a while, he took the bowl and drank it. Not to mention, it tastes really good, and she can't find much more than the high-end restaurants she has eaten.

After the two of them had eaten enough, the sky gradually darkened, to be honest, although this island was deserted, but because of this, the scenery was so beautiful.

In particular, the scene when the orange-red sunset reflected half of the sea in red attracted Murong Hong's attention.

As the night grew darker, a full moon rose. Murong

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Hong fell asleep again because of exhaustion, and Lin Dong began to prepare for the treatment of Han Jiao.

After injecting a Mixed Yuan Pill into Han Jiao's body, he jumped to Han Jiao's huge head and pressed it between its two corners, where Han Jiao's Yin Hall was located.

The consciousness of the machine spirit penetrated into Han Jiao's body, and carefully observed the medicinal power of the Mixed Yuan Pill and the reaction in Han Jiao's body.

Sure enough, as he said, the Mixed Yuan Pill was indeed very beneficial to Han Jiao's soul recovery.

It's just that if there is another one, it is really uncertain, whether Han Jiao can withstand it.

As for the power of Yuehua, it is purely compiled by it, thinking about it, you know that Han Jiao has no consciousness at this time, how can he have the spare strength to swallow Yuehua?

Unless it has reached the level of the Demon King, at that time, the power of Yuehua will enter its body through its skin on its own without using it to swallow it on its own, slowly enhancing its cultivation.

As for why he didn't explain it, the machine spirit was purely to strengthen Lin Dong and refine the mixed yuan pill with blood for Han Jiao.

If you don't say it, with Lin Dong's character, it's strange that he would do this.

Therefore, even if it was uncertain whether Han Jiao could withstand the medicinal power now, it would not tell Lin Dong the truth.

In its view, cultivation is to go against the sky, and since you have taken this step, the danger will never disappear, and it is absolutely impossible to gain much if you don't take risks.

The owner of its Shennong Ding, even if it is a spirit beast under the seat, must be a divine beast level 1. Even if he can't become a divine beast and break through the limit of the demon soul, Han Jiao's future achievements are limitless.

As for Han Jiao's life or death, this is really not something it will worry about or mind.

"Okay, young master, its tolerance limit has not yet been reached, and it can be injected with medicinal power again."

After a while, it notified Lin Dong.

Lin Dong didn't doubt him, and he came to the tail of Han Jiao, cut a hole, and integrated the blood alchemy pill that flashed red into Han Jiao's body.

As soon as the pill was integrated, the surface of Han Jiao's body was shrouded in a layer of blood light, and the power of the moonlight in the sky was also attracted by this blood light, and it cast a bright moonlight.

This situation, not to mention that Lin Dong was taken aback, even Shennong Ding was also taken aback, it really didn't expect that it really attracted the power of Yuehua.

And Lin Dong turned to a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the appearance of the power of Yuehua also made him a little more confident in Shennongding's description.

The power of the moon became stronger and stronger, and even Murong Hong, who was asleep, woke up in shock, his eyes widened, and he looked at the bright moonlight in front of him in surprise.

Under the traction of the power of Yuehua, the blood light on the surface of Han Jiao's body also began to stir, and finally turned into a layer of blood mist, enveloping Han Jiao. People on the outside can't see clearly inside.

"What's going on?" Lin Dong frowned, and asked the machine spirit with some uneasiness.

"This, young master, forgive the old

The slave didn't know that it was the first time that the old slave had helped a demon beast strengthen its soul. However, if you think about it, it will definitely be beneficial to Han Jiao. Let's wait and see what happens! ”

The machine spirit laughed dryly, dropped a vague word, and never spoke again.

(End of chapter)

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