Feng Lingluo laughed: "What do I do?" National Teacher, what do you ask me to do? ”

She snatched the medicine bottle in Yan Chimu's hand into her own hand, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her angrily.

"Give it to me!" Yan Chimu stretched out his hand and said painfully.

"What forbidden spell did you use!" Feng Lingluo threw the medicine bottle outside at once, and then squatted down to look at Yan Chimu, who was already in pain and was about to fall to the ground.

"What do you have to do with it!" Yan Chimu gritted his teeth and swallowed all the pain into his stomach.

"If you're like this, no matter how strong you are, you'll die!" Feng Lingluo helped Yan Chimu and took out a medicine bottle from his storage bag.

"Your medicine can only make your injuries deeper, and this is the one that alleviates it!"

Feng Lingluo took out the bottle of medicine from Yan Chimu, and after looking at Yan Chimu's face, he knew that Yan Chimu must have used some forbidden technique.

This forbidden technique is not to improve her own cultivation, but a kind of anti-heaven technique, and she actually doesn't know what kind of heaven it is.

It's just that once the anti-heaven technique is used, it must be relieved with medicine, and Yan Chimu's kind of medicine can be relieved quickly, but once it attacks again, it will be fatal.

Feng Lingluo had seen Ning Qiufeng use the technique of defying the sky, and at that time Ning Qiufeng had also regurgitated, at that time, Ning Qiufeng did not hurry to refine this medicine for himself, although it was not as fast as Yan Chimu, but after eating it three times, it would be completely good.

And this medicinal material is also quite ordinary, and it is quite convenient to refine.

Feng Lingluo can also refine pills, but because she prefers to catch ghosts, she will only refine seven or eight kinds of pills, and the pills she can refine are exactly the same, but Ning Qiufeng is different, he can refine all kinds of pills.

Yan Chimu sighed, and finally took the pill in Feng Lingluo's hand, and then swallowed it.

After Yan Chimu swallowed without hesitation, he closed his eyes slightly and made a gesture of meditation.

Feng Lingluo did not disturb Yan Chimu to resolve it, but leaned on the window and looked at the scenery outside.

This sedan chair is quite magical, a bit like a reflector, the people outside can't see the people inside, and the people inside can see the outside.

After Yan Chimu's meditation was resolved, he raised his eyes slightly and fell on Feng Lingluo's body.

"Looks like you know a lot!!" Yan Chimu said lightly, not a question, but an affirmation.

Feng Lingluo didn't answer Yan Chimu, but just continued to look at the scenery outside.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, then I won't ask!" Yan Chimu smiled bitterly.

He didn't want to force her.

After a while, the carriage finally listened to the pull-down, and when he saw that the carriage stopped, Feng Lingluo jumped out of the carriage, followed by Yan Chimu.

After getting out of the car, Feng Lingluo saw the house in front of her.

This house is comparable to a modern small movie theater, the house is surrounded by water on all sides, surrounded by a pond, it seems that there are dried duckweed, if you look closely, it is actually lotus leaves, it is winter, so the lake is naturally dried up lotus leaves.

And in the corners of the walls around the house, I don't know what was used, but it actually grew her favorite irises.

Yan Chimu looked over and saw that there was a spiritual spar containing spiritual power under the soil every three meters here.

The steps under the gate are all made of fine bluestone slabs, and they are smooth to the touch.