Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Abyss
Just as she was about to speak, Lu Qingchen's hand gently put on her shoulder, and said lightly: "I didn't tell a lie, I improved by half a percent." β
Nangong Die suddenly understood.
The secret elixir that doubles up, once it is spoken, will immediately cause a sensation in the whole principality, right?
The Lu family has a small business, how can they resist the greed of the entire principality?
At that time, Lu Fu was in danger.
Lu Qingchen kindly gave her a dragon blood treasure milk, if she caused the Lu family to be ruined because of this, she would not be able to sleep and eat for the rest of her life.
Therefore, when it came to his mouth, the words suddenly changed: "It's amazing, half of it!" β
Bai Zifan was surprised, it was really half a percent? Just a small Lu Mansion?
Is it possible?
But cousin doesn't tell lies!
Bai Zifan was unwilling, and said, "Brother Lu, why don't you give me a taste?" Compare the pros and cons of the two types of aura? β
Even if it really has a half-percent effect, he has to find out ten kinds of faults!
Don't let him show off in front of his cousin!
Lu Qingchen believed that Nangong Butterfly was a person, and he was able to give guidance to a strange body cultivator when he met for the first time, and he was ashamed that he didn't have spiritual milk to take just now, and his heart was very pure.
Bai Zifan, his heart is not right, he never dares to give him the dragon blood treasure milk to try.
"I'm sorry, this is the secret medicine of our Lu Mansion, and we won't give it to outsiders." Lu Qingchen responded with the words of the white fan just now.
Bai Zifan nodded and was silent.
It was Nangong Die, staring at Lu Qingchen, her beautiful eyes flashed, and a red glow appeared on her pretty face.
Bai Zifan can say that he and Nangong Die are not outsiders, because the two of them are cousins and sisters, and they are indeed their own people.
But Lu Qingchen and her are not half related, these words are in the ears of outsiders, maybe they think she is Lu Qingchen's lover.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the scene in the small courtyard martial arts arena, where Lu Qingchen held her in his arms, and his face turned even redder.
"What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?" Lu Qingchen noticed that her face was strange and asked.
Nangong Die covered up in a panic: "It's okay, it's probably too hot here, right?" I'm going to cultivate. β
"Oh, the effect of this dragon blood treasure milk will last for three to four days, during this time, you should try to stay in the tower to cultivate, don't waste it." Lu Qingchen admonished.
Nangong Butterfly was shocked again, and the effect lasted for three or four days?
The gas milk barely supports it for half a day!
Even if it is the number one secret medicine in the principality, it will only last for a day at most!
What level of miracle medicine is this? Incredible, right?
The taste is moderate, but the medicinal effect is overwhelming, and the duration is incredible!
Looking at the bamboo tube in the palm of his hand, what he once longed for was like an inferior defective product in comparison.
"Cousin, I've already taken the next spiritual milk, and it's a waste to take the Qi Gathering Milk again, you can take it back." Nangong Die's unrelenting Qi Gathering Milk was returned.
Bai Zifan looked at Lu Qingchen's eyes, and there was a little more hatred, and there was a kind smile on his face: "It's the same next time you use it, the effect of Qi Gathering Milk is four times that of that treasure milk." β
Nangong Die silently put the bamboo tube on the ground, secretly disdainful in her heart, the dragon blood treasure milk is ten times that of yours, it is almost the same!
Thinking about it like this, Nangong Die found that Lu Qingchen and his cousin were simply two extremes.
My cousin wants to show off, but what about Lu Qingchen? Holding such an amazing spiritual milk in his hand, he didn't have the slightest intention of showing off.
The former is naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve, while the latter is steady and mature.
Bai Zifan is obviously three years older than Lu Qingchen, but in terms of calmness, he is not as good as Lu Qingchen.
"We'll talk about it then." Nangong Die responded perfunctorily, closed her eyes and began to cultivate.
After tasting the Dragon's Blood Treasure Milk, she would rather not use any secret medicine at all, and would not try the Qi Gathering Milk again.
Bai Zifan thought about it for a while, and then he didn't care to put away the gas gathering milk.
Anyway, my cousin will beg him sooner or later, after all, how can there be a person in this world who doesn't want to put two percent of the secret medicine and choose half of the spiritual milk?
My cousin is a smart person and will never pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons.
Merely...... Glancing at his cousin's beautiful face, Bai Zifan's eyes flashed with a yin look, and the next time my cousin wants to gather qi, it will not be so easy.
Don't sacrifice a little, let him taste the pain of lovesickness, don't think about it!
With his thoughts in mind, he also began to concentrate on cultivation.
A day passes.
Nangong Butterfly is full of energy, her jade face is shining, she has the amazing effect of dragon blood treasure milk, and she has a little nine times the essence, and one day of cultivation is equal to four days of cultivation in the outside world!
A dragon's blood treasure milk has all absorbed the medicinal power, which is worth half a month!
She had never had such a hearty cultivation experience, which made her reluctant to leave.
"Cousin, it's time for dinner, how about coming back after eating?" The medicinal power of Bai Zifan's qi-gathering milk had already subsided, and after waiting for a long time, he saw that Nangong Butterfly had signs of awakening, and immediately said.
"No need, I've been cultivating in the Fire Tower for the past few days, so my cousin will go back first." Nangong Die opened her eyes slightly, and then slowly closed them.
"Don't you eat?" Bai Zifan asked.
Xiao Chen's food consumption is quite huge, and he can barely resist if he doesn't eat at noon, but he doesn't eat at night, and he is sure that there will be problems with his body.
Nangong Butterfly opened her eyes again, and took out two five-colored, passion-scented fruits from the baggage she brought with her.
"Hundred Spice Phoenix-tailed Spiritual Rice?" Bai Zifan was slightly surprised.
The famous royal family exclusively supplies Lingmi, who doesn't know?
He had the privilege of eating it, but it was only a taste of the sweetness, far from the point of making it his daily ration.
"Cousin, where are you from?"
"All these years of inventory." There were still a few grains in the burden behind her.
Every year, the family will reward the juniors who have made progress with good things, and Lingmi is one of them.
She gets one every year, but she never wants to eat it, and she treasures it for a rainy day.
Now for the sake of cultivation, it can be regarded as an open door.
As she spoke, she took out the second one.
Bai Zifan was happy in his heart, his cousin still had his own in his heart, sat down again, stretched out his hand to receive the spiritual rice, and pretended to be polite at the same time: "Cousin, it's not good to eat your spiritual rice." β
However, what made his expression stiffen was that Nangong Die didn't mean anything to him at all, and looked at his outstretched hand in surprise, and said, "Aren't you going back to eat?" What else do you want my Lingmi for? This is for Lu Gongzi.
To him? Bai Zifan grasped the right hand, and he was so jealous that he couldn't be more jealous.
What did my cousin like about him, so much about him?
"Oh, yes, then I'll go back first, cousin be careful." He added the word "careful" and stared at Lu Qingchen, which meant nothing to say.
Bai Zifan left in a hurry, his injuries needed to be dealt with in time.
Call!
When he left, Nangong Die exhaled: "It's so difficult, I hate it!" β
She felt that it was her cousin who should be careful to watch out for, and Nangong Die was clear about his intentions.
"Master Lu, eat a grain of spiritual rice."
Lu Qingchen opened his eyes and glanced at the Hundred Spice Phoenix Tail Spirit Rice, in terms of essence content, it was far inferior to the Exquisite Snow Crystal Spirit Rice.
He really didn't want to eat this kind of Xuan-level inferior spiritual rice.
But he exposed the dragon blood treasure milk, and he could no longer expose the exquisite snow crystal spirit rice.
Moreover, Nangong Die's kindness, he was inconvenient to brush.
"Thank you!" Lu Qingchen took it and ate it in a few bites.
The taste is average, and it can't be said to be good, but after eating the exquisite snow crystal spirit rice, and then eating the inferior spirit rice, I naturally feel unpalatable.
"How?" Nangong Die was like a little girl who gave the best toys to others to play with, waiting for praise, staring at Lu Qingchen with sparkling eyes.
"Pretty good." Lu Qingchen said against his will.
Nangong Die was slightly disappointed, that's all?
"It's the first time I've eaten Lingmi, and it's the first time in my life that I've given it to Miss Nangong, thank you."
Suddenly, Nangong Die's little face reappeared with brilliance, as if she had eaten honey, and she was even happier than Lu Qingchen praising Lingmi to the sky.
"Mr. Lu has won the prize." Nangong Die was very satisfied, paused for a moment, and said, "It should be that I thank you for trusting me so much and giving me the precious dragon blood treasure milk." β
Lu Qingchen didn't care, and said indifferently: "It should be, the guidance of Black Wind Valley, keep it in mind." β
The gift of roses has a lingering fragrance.
She had no intention of instructing, Lu Qingchen had the heart to reciprocate.
A short conversation invisibly brings the relationship between the two closer.
Nangong Die blushed and said softly, "You don't need to call Miss Nangong in the future, just call me by my nickname, Fluttershy or Die'er." β
This...... The nickname of the girl who has not come out of the cabinet is not something that can be called casually.
Only close people, or family members, or female friends can be called.
Lu Qingchen and her are only three sides, and it is difficult to belong to the ranks of intimate people.
However, since the other party took the initiative to propose it, if he refused, it would make Nangong Die feel embarrassed.
What's more, he is a man, what kind of body is twisted and twisted?
"Fluttershy, we're done with the rice, let's continue cultivating, time waits for no one." Lu Qingchen felt weird
"Okay, Brother Qingchen." Nangong Die muttered softly, and her face turned a lot redder.
A slightly awkward atmosphere spreads between the two.
Lu Qingchen closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.
Four days later, Nangong Die had to leave, Lingmi had eaten thoroughly, and had to go back to the mansion for dinner.
After several years of accumulation, half of it was given to Lu Qingchen, but Nangong Die did not regret it, but was very satisfied.
"Brother Qingchen, come to my house for dinner, my father has long wanted to see you." Nangong Die's words felt inappropriate as soon as she spoke, wouldn't this be too abrupt? How can a girl bring a boy home for dinner?
Lu Qingchen also sensed that something was wrong, and shook his head lightly: "You eat first, I still have some medicinal power, and after I finish cultivating, I will go home and rest for a while." β
After thinking about it, Lu Qingchen took out sixteen jade boxes from his baggage, which was enough for Nangong Butterfly to cultivate for a month.
With the essence of the fire tower, she should be able to break through from Xiaochen Rank Eight Ming to Xiao Chen Rank Nine Ming within two months.
In the past four days, Nangong Butterfly's spiritual rice has been eaten, which can be regarded as compensation to her, although the value of a jade box is far higher than all her spiritual rice.
"Huh? How good is that? Nangong Die was surprised and delighted.
Lu Qingchen smiled lightly: "Take it, I still have a lot of it, but remember to hide it." β
Nangong Die took it happily and said gratefully: "Don't worry, Brother Qingchen, I will keep it secret for you." β
It's a secret between the two of them! Thinking of this, Nangong Die felt extremely satisfied.