Instead of getting his mother's praise, but in exchange for his mother's harsh words, the little prince felt that his glass heart was broken, so he drooped his head and pointed to his fingers with a very hurt face.

"Isn't your father still in retreat?" Feng Duwu suddenly frowned, and looked at the sad little prince with heavy eyes.

The little prince's heart jumped, but his face did not change when he raised his eyes, and his beautiful purple eyes, which were as clear and innocent as Bambi, looked at his mother, and said in a soft and glutinous voice: "The father is indeed in retreat, but the child is in contact with the father and will not disturb the father's cultivation." ”

The little prince was talking nonsense with his eyes open, but Feng Duwu's trust was completely lost in the little prince's clear and pure eyes, but he still said with a stern face: "In the future, you are not allowed to do these things when it is detrimental to your father." ”

The mother obviously favored his father, and he also scolded him harshly for his father, the little prince was unhappy in his heart, and felt that his mother was treated differently, and the little prince who was treated unfairly pouted: "Mother, my father is not at all harmed even if he puts a bowl of blood every day, our dragon clan is different from the human race, you don't need to worry." ”

The fact that the little prince said, otherwise it wouldn't have tossed him so much, after all, it was still his father, wasn't it? Although putting a bowl of blood every day will make his father appear in a state of weakness for a short time, he only needs luck for a week, and he will recover immediately, plus his father has returned to the Dragon Clan's Dark Palace, what supplements are there in it? Isn't it just a bowl of blood? To make up for it is a matter of waving your hand.

"Even if it's not harmless, it won't work." Feng Duwu glared at the little prince and said.

Such a big bowl of blood, when she thought that it was Shui Jingyue's, her heart and liver throbbed.

The little prince was about to argue with Feng Duwu, but his face suddenly changed, and he snatched the bowl of dragon blood from Feng Duwu's hand, and left the space that flashed into Feng Duwu with the dragon blood.

The little prince's movements were so fast that Feng Duwu was stunned, and before she could react, suddenly the door was pushed open again, and Yan Ye flashed in with a solemn face.

"What do you do?" This is the second time Yan Ye has entered her room on such a rampage, and Feng Duwu is not happy.

Yan Ye's ruby gaze, sharp as a blade, quickly swept around the room, and finally landed on Feng Duwu's lip flap that was still bloody, looking at the soft and pink lip flap like cherry blossom petals, with a bewitching red halo on it.

Touching Yan Ye's gaze, Feng Duwu suddenly felt bad, but she was still very calm and looked at Yan Ye with a puzzled face, as if she understood that Yan Ye was looking at her lips, so she subconsciously licked her lips in confusion, licking the blood as if she had just found out that there were blood stains on her lips, she said lightly: "I just refined the antidote, I don't know if it's right or not, so I drank some of your remaining blood." ”

Feng Duwu's words made Yan Ye's eyes flash: "You drank my blood? ”

"A little." Feng Duwu's face was still pale.

"Why?" Yan Ye's beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of light smoke and became bright.

"Although I have the cultivation of the God Realm, I can't condense the yuan for some reasons, so I drink your blood and try to see if the antidote can cure your poison." Feng Duwu slowly said the words that he had already thought of.

Yan Ye's blood was poisonous before the poison was resolved, and with Yan Ye's cultivation, the poison that could poison him was so domineering that it could be soaked into bone blood. Of course, these poisons are filtered for the second time, if a person with cultivation drinks it, although he can't escape the toxin, but he will also increase his cultivation greatly, if the cultivation increases to a certain extent, he will wash the tendons and cut the marrow, and it is not impossible for the toxin to be directly eliminated from the body at that time, so people with cultivation will know that Yan Ye's blood is poisonous, and they will also take the risk of drinking it. And Feng Duwu's words were to sue Sù Yanye that she was simply testing poison for him, because she couldn't condense the yuan, so his blood was useless.

Yan Ye dodged and approached Feng Duwu, and grabbed Feng Duwu's wrist before Feng Duwu didn't notice it at all, although he was not an alchemist, although he didn't know anything about the medical path, it didn't prevent him from finding out whether Feng Duwu was completely cultivated or not.

A trace of his vitality shot into Feng Duwu's meridians along his fingertips, and flew directly into her dantian from the meridians, and that wisp of vitality was like the sea of stone city, unable to set off a single ripple.

"Your dantian is empty." Yan Ye's eyes were slightly surprised, although he believed that Feng Duwu would not be able to condense Yuan, but he didn't expect her dantian to be empty, "Why is this?" ”

"I don't know why." Feng Duwu naturally wouldn't say so much to Yan Ye.

Yan Ye looked at the messy medicinal materials beside her, the pills that had been refined, and the palm that was clasping her wrist increased a few points: "You use spiritual power to refine medicine?" ”

"Or else?" Feng Duwu felt a little tingling in his wrist, and tried to break away from Yan Ye with all his strength, but saw that Yan Ye's strength was extremely strong, so he said dejectedly, "Your antidote doesn't require much mental power, I won't be stupid because of this, even if I become stupid, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"If you become stupid, I'll be responsible for the rest of your life." Yan Ye said suddenly.

Feng Duwu's body was shocked, and he looked at Yan Ye with shocked eyes.

Yan Ye's watery eyes stared at Feng Duwu: "No one has ever treated me so well." ”

"Qianxue-senpai didn't treat you well?" Feng Duwu almost subconsciously asked this sentence.

Yan Ye's eyes flashed slightly, his gaze moved away slightly, and he looked at the dark ink space in the night outside the blue screen window: "No one has ever treated me well without asking for anything in return." You tested poison for me, refining antidotes for me without any cultivation, these are the ...... I have never had in my hundreds of years of life."

Feng Duwu's scalp suddenly went numb, she knew that Yan Ye must have felt something wrong when he rushed in, and the little prince had a hidden yuan pearl Yan Ye should not be aware of it, the only loophole was dragon blood, although the dragon blood may not exude such a strong dragon breath, but the rich spirit yuan fluctuations must not be able to hide from Yan Ye, so in order to round the past and divert Yan Ye's attention, she said that. She didn't expect that it would make Yan Ye think so much.

Of course, Rao is Feng Duwu has studied psychology very thoroughly, and she doesn't know that a person who has lived for hundreds of years but has never experienced the emotion of someone paying sacrifices for him regardless of return and cost, and this kind of emotion only needs a little bit to spark the prairie fire.

She could only say: "Save you because I am favored by Qianxue's predecessors, and because your identity If I don't save you from death, once it is revealed, I am afraid that there will be no peaceful day, and it is just for myself, I have paid off the kindness of Qianxue's predecessors, and I have also exchanged a peaceful and comfortable life for myself, so I am not without selfishness." You are noble, we are not people of the same world. ”

[Yan Ye is a real second male, so naturally he likes the heroine, there are four people in this article who like the heroine, Shui Jingyue, Yan Ye, Yun Tingge and Feng Wushuang]