Yan Ye looked sideways at Feng Duwu, there was complexity and helplessness in Feng Duwu's charming eyes, Feng Duwu could feel that Yan Ye had some words that he shouldn't have said to her, and these words might be able to unlock the key to Qianxue, but she didn't have the qualifications to ask, because Yan Ye's willingness to talk about the matter between him and Qianxue was just touching the scene.

"I can't give what she wants." Yan Ye said quietly.

"She wants a true heart." Feng Duwu said lightly, "The hardest thing in this world to get is a true heart. ”

The corners of Yan Ye's lips were slightly raised, and that shallow smile had a deep meaning, Feng Duwu didn't experience it all, but he could detect a trace of a sneer, which made Feng Duwu's heart tense, didn't Qianxue want a sincere heart, and something else? But as the first person in the last three days, apart from sincerity, what else can't Yan Ye give her? What exactly does Chiyuki want?

"Let's go back." Yan Ye took away all his feelings, and restored the indifferent and unfathomable man, as if the person who confided in his heart was not him.

Feng Duwu just nodded slightly, and Yan Ye made a move like lightning, stretched out his hand to stop Feng Duwu's waist, and quickly headed towards Langya Mountain. Unlike when he came, this time Yan Ye was wrapped in vitality, his rich vitality blocked the wind knife, and Feng Duwu did not feel any discomfort.

Soon, Feng Duwu was taken back to Langya Mountain by Yan Ye, and let go of Feng Duwu, Yan Ye did not enter the house, but continued to stand in that place he liked very much.

Feng Duwu looked at Yan Ye, ignored him, walked into his room alone, took out the prepared medicinal materials one by one, and when he took the medicinal materials, Feng Duwu naturally inevitably saw Yan Ye's blood, the body of the spirit element Feng Duwu was unheard of, but just listening to this name, he knew that it must be an extremely awesome storage zài, and he didn't know that his blood had a strong spirit yuan. Feng Duwu couldn't help but think of his empty dantian again, I don't know if it was a thought, Feng Duwu smelled the bewildering breath of Yan Ye's blood again, swallowed his saliva, Feng Duwu still withdrew his divine sense from the space, and concentrated on refining the pill.

Feng Duwu was not in a hurry to detoxify Yan Ye, thinking that she actually wanted to delay it, so that it would be more convenient for them to act, but she didn't want to stay with Yan Ye, so it would be better to get the antidote as soon as possible, and see him send it away as soon as possible.

"Mother, the child wants to go and see the situation over there." Feng Duwu was about to make alchemy, when the little prince suddenly spoke.

Naturally, it is the army of the beast clan that refers to it, and Feng Duwu has not been there for a long time, although there is only a wall apart, but Feng Duwu is still quite worried, raising his eyes to look at Yan Ye from the blue screen window and seeming to be motionless, Feng Duwu released the little prince, and deliberately made a sound when refining the elixir to cover the little prince leaving from the secret passage.

The little prince walked very smoothly, which did not arouse Yan Ye's suspicion at all, because the little prince had long known that Yan Ye did not use his divine sense to lock Feng Duwu, so he made this request. Of course, the little prince went over there to see the situation over there, but it was not the main purpose.

The main purpose is to contact the daddy.

When the influence of Shui Jingyue appeared in front of the little prince, the little prince said directly: "Father, please give the child a bowl of blood." ”

Shui Jingyue couldn't help but be stunned when she heard the little prince's request, and she was a little suspicious that she had heard the wrong thing: "What do you want?" ”

"The child wants your blood." The little prince repeated.

"Why?" Smart and wise, like water, Jingyue can't figure out why the little prince wants his blood.

"The child is for your good, you can give the child a bowl of blood." The little prince in the shape of a dragon frowned golden.

"For the good of the father?" Shui Jingyue raised her good-looking sword eyebrows, and when she saw the little prince's irritable look, she didn't ask, so she nodded and said, "Okay, my father will do my best to deliver it to you." ”

The little prince thought that it would take a lot of lips and tongues to understand his father, but he didn't expect Shui Jingyue to agree to him so refreshingly, and suddenly his eyes smiled into a crescent shape, and he rubbed the phantom of Shui Jingyue through the eggshell: "Father is so good." ”

Hearing the praise given by her son, who has always been estranged and polite, Shui Jingyue's heart was soft, not to mention a bowl of blood, even a piece of meat he was willing to give.

The son asked him for something for the first time, so Shui Jingyue was particularly active as a father, and before dawn, Shui Jingyue's blood was sent to the little prince's hands.

It was Qin Xiao who personally brought it to the little prince, how could he, as an incarnated demon beast, feel that it was dragon blood in his hands, and couldn't help but ask with a frightened face: "Your Highness, are you...... What do you want His Majesty's blood for? ”

"Hmm......" The little prince pretended to be profound and said to Qin Xiao what he was going to use to fool Shui Jingyue, "Mother said that if the blood of the emperor is added to the antidote, the amount of medicine can be reduced, and the medicinal materials will be left, and the effect of the medicine will be better." ”

"Huh?" Qin Xiao's eyes widened, "But Your Majesty didn't find that His Majesty's blood had this effect. ”

"Are you powerful, or is it the queen mother of this palace?" The little prince glared at Qin Xiao unhappily.

Qin Xiao naturally said respectfully: "Naturally, it is a mother." ”

"What do you say now that you know and grind?" The little prince waved his hand impatiently, and returned to Feng Duwu's side with the blood of Shui Jingyue.

Feng Duwu was in the final stage of refining the antidote, and the little prince naturally didn't bother her, and when Feng Duwu refined the antidote, the whole person was paralyzed. Because Yan Ye was there, Feng Duwu didn't want to expose Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, so she urged Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's flames by herself, and used her spiritual power to refine Yan Ye's antidote, almost exhausting her spiritual power.

Putting the pill into the prepared medicine bottle, Feng Duwu fell down.

The little prince hurriedly stepped forward and handed Shui Jingyue's blood to Feng Duwu's lips: "Mother, drink it quickly, just drink it." ”

Feng Duwu was so tired that she didn't notice what the little prince fed her, but the little prince fed her so naturally she didn't doubt it, but the bloody breath in the entrance immediately alerted her, and when she looked down at the bright red liquid, Feng Duwu almost didn't spit it out.

However, just a small mouthful of blood slipped into the stomach, and a hot air immediately rose in the dantian, which warmly wrapped the long-standing dantian extremely comfortably.

"You drank Yan Ye's blood for me?" Feng Duwu glared at the little prince.

"Mother, this is my father's blood!" The little prince raised his head and said, "It's just the body of the spirit yuan, where can it be compared to the blood of the father, the blood of the father is the source of all spirits." Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that the son hadn't broken the shell, the son would have used his own blood to make up for his mother's dantian! Who is rare in the blood of Lingyuan! ”

The little prince waited for his mother to praise him, but unfortunately his mother reached out and knocked on his eggshell fiercely: "You bear child! ”

Shui Jingyue's blood, such a big bowl, Feng Duwu's heart hurts to death. Of course, Feng Duwu didn't know that Shui Jingyue **** was such a big bowl because his son put it, otherwise he probably had the urge to break the little prince's eggshell.