Chapter 157: Fengtian Tea

Shangguan Xi looked at the mist looming in Mengqing's eyes, and stepped forward to hold her hand with both hands.

Xiao Yiting's face immediately darkened, and he was about to step forward to stop him, but the Eighth Elder stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Xi seems to have something to say to Dream Girl."

Xiao Yiting's footsteps stopped, staring at the two of them.

Shangguan Xi looked at Meng Qing, and his indifferent and handsome face revealed unprecedented seriousness.

Meng Qing was about to ask, what he was going to say to himself, and a cold voice suddenly appeared in Meng Qing's mind.

"It's not difficult for the summer moon to fall into the late frost, but I want you to promise me one thing."

Dream looked at him in surprise, what did he promise?

The voice sounded again: "You just have to say yes, and you will know then." ”

A faint smile appeared on his face, and his crystal blue eyes flashed with anticipation.

On the side, Xiao Yiting and the Eighth Elder waited for a long time and didn't see Shangguan Xi speak, and that hand was still holding Mengqing.

Xiao Yiting suddenly remembered that Qing Ning was in his hands, so what else did he need to negotiate?

In an instant, a handsome face turned black to the end, and he never imagined that one day it would be planted in his hands, and Rao couldn't tolerate it for a moment.

The Eighth Elder had been guarding against him for a long time, and the hand that was pulling on him never let go.

"King Anning calm down, think about the people of Wujimen, but they will die at any time, if you disturb them at this time, they may really be hopeless!"

The Eighth Elder said quickly and urgently, for fear that he would rush over desperately.

Xiao Yiting's eyes were very reluctant to fly out of the knife, but he was as calm as him, and he was just impulsive for a while, and snorted coldly and turned his face away.

I don't know why, if in the past, he firmly believed in Shangguan Xi's character, but now......

Every time Shangguan Xi looked at Qing'er, the look in his eyes couldn't deceive people, when was he so affectionate?

At the same time, Shangguan Xi let go of Mengqing's hand, and Xiao Yiting's sullen appearance actually made his eyes set off a touch of happiness.

It's just that the pleasure flashed too fast for anyone to notice.

Meng Qing's initial suspicion of Shangguan Xi had been completely eliminated after arriving in Yancheng, so his request for him was only a big fuss.

But right now, Xiao Yiting's arrogant back makes her feel a lot happier.

She walked over and tugged at his sleeve: "Shangguan said that he can conjure up night frost, but his time to mobilize spiritual power is limited, you and the eighth elder have to help me collect some, I am also the first time to concoct, I don't know if I can use it, it is better to have more of this thing." ”

Mengqing's voice was soft, but it was as uncomfortable as scratching his boots in Xiao Yiting's ears, "I didn't ask you to pay any price?" ”

Dream pursed her lips and said nothing.

In this way, the anger in Xiao Yiting's heart completely turned to Shangguan Xi, "You come out!" ”

Shangguan Xi smiled indifferently and followed behind him.

As soon as he turned into the courtyard, Xiao Yiting turned around abruptly, staring at him with staring eyes: "Shangguan Xi, are you so despicable now?" ”

"King An Ning can even have his own sister-in-law, how can I not win the woman I love?"

Xiao Yiting's leisurely voice made Xiao Yiting feel incredible, he actually found it clear?!

"You admit it? What did you make Qing'er promise you? ”

Ice blue eyes looked directly at him: "What do you think?" ”

Xiao Yiting suddenly grabbed him by the collar, but this time he only caught a handful of cold frost.

Shangguan Xi moved his shadow and took a wrong step, and the person was already a few steps away from Xiao Yiting.

Tightening the cold air in his hand, Xiao Yiting's deep eyes became more and more puzzled: "So, you took away Qingning for the sake of light dreams?" ”

"Wrong!" Shangguan Xi looked at the familiar and distant sunlight through the umbrella in his hand, and said, "I just took back what belongs to me." ”

Once, he also wanted to let go, but the feeling of hugging him in his arms was so real, how could he be willing to give it up?

Xiao Yiting can be regarded as insightful, Qingning was brought back by him and Qing'er from Wudao, why has he become his Shangguan Xi now?

"Returning to its rightful owner? Shangguan Xi, when did your skin become so thick? Then, he laughed at himself: "I forgot, you are not even a "human", how can you have the cheekiness. ”

Seeing him so sarcastic, Shangguan Xi also retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Yiting with an extremely serious expression: "My marriage with her for the seventh generation is now ruined by you, what qualifications do you have to say such things to me?" ”

For the first time, people who have been friends for many years have broken up like this.

Xiao Yiting doesn't know why, as if, in the previous life, they were so-for-tat.

"My Xiao Yiting's woman, no one can snatch it away." Dropping this sentence, he turned around directly.

But when I turned around, I was running into Mengqing coming out of the house, and my face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Meng Qing just came out, and he didn't hear the quarrel between the two just now, but he was quite worried when he saw that they didn't look good.

"You guys quarreled?" She stepped forward and grabbed his hand: "Yiting, Shangguan didn't say anything that embarrassed me, don't think about it." ”

Xiao Yiting looked at her blankly, and was a little unaware of the warmth of such a affectionate title as "Yiting".

Awkwardly looked to the side: "How could I have been so cautious." ”

Dream suddenly started to tease, and put his hand on his heart to draw a circle: "Let me see, how big are the eyes of the heart?" ”

Xiao Yiting hurriedly grabbed the little hand, and the slightest feeling was simply chaotic, which made him ...... It's so itchy.

Shangguan Xi came over with an umbrella: "Qing'er, it's not early, be fast." He glanced at Xiao Yiting provocatively, and his thin lips were slightly hooked.

The moon rises.

In the middle of Mengqing's courtyard, Shangguan Xi sat cross-legged in the moonlight.

The dusk moonlight illuminated his face even paler, his eyes were closed, his long blue hair hung down his shoulders, and the breeze caressed the corners of his clothes hanging on the ground, as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth.

Meng Qing, Xiao Yiting, and the Eight Elders stood in the corner, anxiously waiting.

Time flowed quietly, and Meng Qing suddenly saw some bright and extinguished points of light surrounding Shangguan Xi, and his face was almost transparent.

The hands on his knees pinched quickly, and a glittering ice ball slowly grew larger in his hands.

It's Qingning! This time Mengqing is more certain.

Her eyes sank, and she suppressed the doubts in her heart, waiting for the collection of the evening frost.

It's the season of flowers, but as the puck gets bigger, the air gets colder.

The sky slowly drifted with a faint frost flower.

Everything beautiful is like a painting.

A frost flower fell on Mengqing's hand, and instantly turned into a drop of snow water, and the coolness rushed straight to the brain, and Mengqing woke up like a dream.

"Hurry up, we're going to pick up the frost and snow."

Dream drank softly and rushed out first.

Xiao Yiting and the Eight Elders followed.

It wasn't until the snowflakes dispersed, the cold air in the courtyard gradually subsided, and the flowers and plants that had just disappeared reappeared, and the three of them stopped.

"Young Master Xi, are you okay?"

Meng Qing heard the anxious shouts of the Eighth Elder, and hurriedly put away the frost collection bottle and ran over quickly.

After just one glance, tears instantly fell into her eyes.

At this time, Shangguan Xi's face was as white as iron, his originally light blue hair was white without a trace of impurities, and his body was lying on the ground without a fulcrum, looking lifeless.

"Shangguan? Shangguan? What happened to you? Yumelight lay on the ground in a panic, shaking his body with both hands, desperately calling his name.

But there was no response.

"Carry the man into the room first." Xiao Yiting pulled Meng aside, beckoned the two from the roof, and sent Shangguan Xi into the house.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I guess I'm just tired." Xiao Yiting comforted, he was deeply shocked by the scene of Fang Cai in his heart, he knew that Qing Ning was very good, but he didn't expect Qing Ning to be so powerful in Shangguan Xi's hands, and he could control rain and snow.

Is it because I didn't know how to use it, or ...... That thing really doesn't belong to you?

Yume's soft voice of self-reproach brought back his thoughts.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I should have thought of it, the summer snow, this kind of thing going against the sky must have to pay a great price, but why didn't he say it?"

Tears slipped from the corners of the eyes, salty.

Xiao Yiting didn't know what to say, but gently took the dream in his arms and let her tears wet her clothes.

Watching his woman cry for other men, this feeling is aggrieved and powerless.

He wished that he was the one lying inside at the moment, and he was the one who made the dream cry!

Fortunately, Shangguan Xi was just too seriously overdrawn in his spiritual power, and it didn't take long for him to wake up leisurely.

It's just that he refused Mengqing's request that they go in to see him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I just need to recuperate for a few days." His voice was ethereal like a ball of cotton.

"Are you really okay? Just tell me what you need me to do. Mengqing stood at the door and asked worriedly.

"You just take the morning dew and cook the tea according to the prompts, and when my body recovers, I will get out of the customs."

With that, no more sound came from the room.

Shangguan Xi won't lie, since he said it's okay, it must be okay, and Mengqing's heart relaxed.

At this moment, the sky was already slightly bright, and he didn't sleep at all, and Meng Qing took Xiao Yiting and them to take the morning dew.

Overnight, Mengqing shut himself up in the kitchen, and poured the morning dew and evening frost into the Fengtian pot with a fire.

When the knife slashed through the arm, the sight of blood pouring out of blood somehow seemed familiar.

She could hold her breath and stretch, even if she used a dozen pots, and the morning dew and evening frost were very limited, and she couldn't panic and burn them dry anymore.

The water that had brought her blood to life boiled in the Mukden pot.

As the water vapor evaporated, the body of the pot once again emitted seven colors of light, like a rainbow surrounding the body of the pot, and the steaming heat suddenly flickered like the sun.

After a strong light, Mengqing's brain instinctively reminded that Fengtian tea was done!

She tore off the fire, took the Fengtian pot off the stove, and was shocked when she opened it first.

It was clearly just water and blood, but at the moment it was faintly purple.

After a while, Meng Qing walked in front of Xiao Yiting with the bowl of life-sustaining tea and looked at him expectantly.

"Try it and see if this tea can heal the wounds in your body."

Just a bowl of tea, can it really have such a great effect?

Xiao Yiting's eyes were patrolling on the lilac liquid, and he couldn't help but feel a little faintly excited in his heart, this ...... Is it the legendary Fengtian tea?

But there are also a few wisps in my heart, which really works like a legend?

Seeing Mengqing's expectant eyes, he suppressed the doubts in his heart, took the teacup, and drank it clean.

The moment the tea is swallowed, it has the unique crispness and sweetness of snow water, and it seems to have a bitter taste at the tip of the tooth.

He was just about to say that the tea tasted good.

I didn't want to feel like my heart, but suddenly there was a colic, and a tearing force instantly rushed into the sea of knowledge, and scenes of déjà vu reappeared in his mind.