At this moment, the poppy who came back from sweeping goods from the mortal world suddenly appeared under the ancient plane tree, with a big wine gourd hanging around his neck, a bag made of jute cloth on his back, holding a large number of wild histories and dolls from the mortal world in both hands, and a bell bracelet on his left wrist. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Poppy let go of his hands, and with a bang, the books and dolls in his hands fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust......

The poppy sat on the ground, leaning his back against the branches of the sycamore tree, and happily patted the gourd wine bottle in his hand, opened the jute bag, crackled, and poured out all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Poppy looked at the full fruit on the ground, which she secretly ran to the world to find, and could pass the time with these things when she was bored.

The poppy baby holds the gourd wine bottle in his arms, and the world's best wine, green plum wine, sweet and sour taste, is Poppy's favorite wine in the world. Although this wine is not as good as the peach blossom brew in the heavenly realm, the radish and greens, each with its own love, since the first time the poppy went down to earth, after tasting the plum wine once, she fell in love with this taste uncontrollably, so that other fine wines have become a passing cloud in her eyes.

When the poppy opened the bottle, a sweet and sour aroma of wine came to his nose, and the other poppy was immediately salivating......

Just as Poppy tilted her head slightly to savor the wine, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a dark blue body lying on her side three feet away from her.

Poppy took a slow sip, capped the bottle, got up, and slowly leaned into the body.

The dark red blood on the ground blended with the dirt on the ground, and the man's face was so pale that it was bloodless, which contrasted with the bright red of his lips.

Poppy squatted down and looked at him curiously, this person was not from the Snow Hill Garden, could it be that someone from outside had sneaked in? can break into the enchantment set by the master unscathed, and the mana should not be underestimated, but ...... What's the matter with fainting at this moment?

Poppy placed the bottle on the ground and lifted him up, feeling his body burn like a furnace......

Poppy shook his body, "Hey, wake up...... Hey, did you hear that? ”

Poppy put his index finger under his nose, breathing like a gossamer, dying, Poppy thought to himself, is it going to die? If so, then miserable? There has never been a murder in Snow Hill Court since the master was in charge, and if the master came back from a long trip to learn about it, he would definitely punish me for neglecting my duties, and let me think about it on the cliff face and be grounded for three months....... It's miserable to think about.

Poppy looked at him unhappily and cursed secretly, "You troublesome spirit, you don't die far, but you died in Xueqiu Garden, it's your fate, but fortunately you ran into me......"

Poppy took his hand and helped him take his pulse, and a powerful gas came from the pulse, attracting the aura in her body.

Poppy quickly let go of his wrist, his body fell to the ground, Poppy held his shoulder, and looked at him in surprise, what kind of gas was in his body? Why did you inhale the aura in her body?

Feeling his fainter and weaker breath, Poppy didn't have time to think so much, helped him to the ancient plane tree, let him lean back against the branch of the plane tree, sat cross-legged opposite him, sealed the acupoints of his whole body, and carried his palms in his heart, a water-like and agile aura covered his body, transmitting the aura in his body to his body, and Poppy clearly felt that the gas in his body was disordered and flowing around......

Poppy guessed that he shouldn't be cultivating the tenth level! This guy is really hard, if no one else dares to cultivate the tenth level, isn't he afraid of going mad or killed?

I think that back then, when she was cultivating the tenth level, the true god of Zheliu was quietly accompanying her, just because she was worried that she would be in a hurry and go crazy. So when she cultivated the tenth level, she didn't take a long time without hurry...... During that time, she devoted herself to retreat and cultivate, and there was no freedom at all...... Fortunately, it is best to successfully cultivate the tenth level, endure the catastrophe, rank in the immortal class, and be unimpeded in the Three Realms, of course, the premise is that the Willow True God has to travel far away to dare to act so recklessly.

Poppy slowly injected the immortal qi in his body into the Qingxian body, and after the chaotic gas in his body eased slightly, he unlocked his acupoints, allowing his own aura and the chaotic gas in his body to merge with each other......

Seeing that he was breathing a little smoother, the poppy stopped inputting immortal qi into him, palms of both hands downward, and transported the immortal qi back into his body, at this time, the water-like luster on the poppy's body gradually dissipated, sighed lightly, got up slowly, patted his shoulder tiredly, beat his waist, and muttered softly, "I didn't expect to save your life, but I actually asked for a thousand years of cultivation...... If you meet me, your fate will be counted and you will escape this fate. ”

Now the poppy made a difficulty, saved an unknown acquaintance, and so detracted from her thousand-year-old cultivation, if she let the master know, the master will definitely say, "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter...... and then she will definitely let her think about the cliff retreat and practice, then she can't swim in the mountains and rivers, what should she do with her villain book? And plum wine?

Poppy glanced at the person who was resting with his back to the sycamore branch at the moment, and sighed lightly, "Forget it, it's all saved, now you can ask for more blessings...... So, he picked up the treasure on the ground and disappeared.

When Qingxian came to his senses, he found that the chaotic qi in his body had eased a lot, and it seemed to gradually merge with the aura in his body...... As long as you practice diligently, you will soon be able to break through the tenth level.

When his consciousness was confused, he vaguely felt an aura that did not belong to his own body injected into his body, and gradually merged with the chaotic qi in his body...... Who saved him?

So, Qing Xian stayed in Xueqiu Yuan to cultivate quietly, firstly because he wanted to rely on the natural aura of Xueqiu Yuan to cultivate, and secondly, he wanted to know who injected the immortal qi in his body, and he must know his life-saving benefactor.

After two days of cultivation in the Snow Hill Garden, Qing Xian sat on the branches of the ancient plane tree and looked at the mountains in the distance, and the pavilions and pavilions in the distance were faintly and flickering in the misty clouds......