In the holy mountain of southern Xinjiang, in the holy spring shrouded in clouds and mist all day long, a man closed his eyes tightly and leaned on the edge of the spring with his back on his back. Suddenly, the cloud and mist walked out of a man in a green shirt, and the man looked at the naked man in the spring with a cold eyebrow, and snorted coldly with his nose, "Take medicine." ”

Before Xiao Yi opened his eyes, there was already a slight smile on his lips, "Hey, Doctor Qingchen, I'm a patient, how can you do this to me?" ”

Qingchen squatted by the spring angrily, and threw the medicine bowl directly to Xiao Yi's mouth, eager to pour the medicine directly.

Xiao Yi didn't pick either, knowing that this time Qingchen took great effort to serve the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang, and he was able to recuperate in this holy spring.

I don't know what kind of method this cold-faced doctor Qingchen boy used to teach this southern Xinjiang saint to loosen her mouth.

Didn't you betray your beauty?

Xiao Yi thought teasingly, a pair of eyes hidden in the clouds bent up, and there was an irresistible pulse of affection in them.

"See what?" Qingchen took back the bowl, and there was a row of goosebumps on his arm, he shook his shoulders, and sneered, "Why are you looking at me like this, sick?" ”

Xiao Yi glanced at him, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Qingchen's cheek, Qingchen screamed, and withdrew three feet away with a thunderous speed, looking at Xiao Yi in shock, and the porcelain bowl in his hand also fell into the mud at once, turning upside down into the shape of a tomb.

"Xiao Yi, you are sick!" The angry voice sounded in his ears, Xiao Yi laughed and fluttered in the holy spring, and the waves that rose fell on Qingchen's body, Qingchen stared at the sky hopelessly, looking at the row of flying clouds and gambling Qingluan, a little frustrated.

It wasn't until Xiao Yi fluttered enough that he lifted the hem of his skirt and squatted down by the spring, "Give me your hand." ”

Gambling is hard and unkind.

Xiao Yi touched his nose, but without words, the silver needles of the dust appeared on his fingertips.

"Hey, hey, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, isn't my hand here?" Xiao Yitian shamelessly hurriedly stretched out his bare arm, "Oh, probe the pulse, I think I'm fine." ”

Qingchen didn't say anything, and after contemplating for a long time, the solemn look on his face eased.

"I can't die." He let out a long breath, "Then I'll have something to do with you." ”

Xiao Yi's smile had not yet been put on his face, and he was a little stunned when he heard Qingchen's serious words.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at Xiao Yi's clear and translucent eyes, Qingchen rarely felt that his throat was a little tight.

What are you afraid of, aren't you trying to save his dog's life?

Qingchen plucked himself up, and finally opened his eyes with a hum.

"What, don't you have a silver hairpin on you? The saint likes it, so I'll give it to her......"

"What?" Xiao Yi was startled and stood up suddenly, "How can you give her the silver hairpin, that's ......"

"People have taken a fancy to it, it's not to save you......" Qingchen felt a little aggrieved.

The silver hairpin was carried by Xiao Yi closely, if it wasn't for the time when he changed his clothes, the saint ran in regardless of shame, how could he do such a thing?

"Besides, when you were dizzy, you vomited blood to make a plate of fresh blood for the poor...... She saw it and wouldn't let go, I ...... I ......," Qingchen stumbled as he explained.

Xiao Yi stared at Qingchen for a long time with his eyes puffed out, and it wasn't until Qingchen's heart was weak and his spleen was weak that he pouted his lips slowly, "Okay, even if it's a thank you gift." ”

"Not angry?"

"Does it work to be angry?" Xiao Yi learned Qingchen's usual mocking tone, "The strong dragon can't suppress the ground snake, what's more, we are still saving our lives on other people's territory." ”

"That's good...... I have one more thing to do. ”

"Huh?"

"The holy woman has gone to Shengjing City, she wants to find the owner of the silver hairpin!"

"What?!"

"She's also, you're already hers!"

“……”

"Otherwise, people wouldn't do their best to save you."

“……”

"That silver hairpin is a token you gave......"

There seemed to be a row of crows passing in the air, Xiao Yi only felt that there were crows in his ears "wow, wow, wow", and black lines kept popping up one by one on his head.

After Qingchen stopped, Xiao Yicai dared to ask, "May I ask Qingchen Gongzi, do you still have anything to say?" ”

Qingchen closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and was a little angry, and said viciously: "No, I think there is nothing else to talk about except for selling you to the Holy Maiden." ”

Under Xiao Yi's stunned eyes, Qingchen condescended to pick up the porcelain bowl that was upside down in the mud, and hurriedly walked away.

"How can this matter be the most important, the most important, shouldn't it be that the saint took the silver hairpin to Shengjing City?" Xiao Yi couldn't cry or laugh, if Xie Li knew about this, he didn't know what she would think of herself......

However, at dusk, Xiao Yi received a letter from Ye Feng, and after reading it, his face changed greatly.

"Xiao Yi, your poison has not been completely cleared, why are you running?"

"If you don't run, something big will happen in Shengjing City." I didn't expect that he would no longer be in Shengjing for just a few dozen days, and there would be so many strong enemies?

What Xuanyuan Xun, what Xiao Jing he thinks doesn't matter, Xie Hui's old man definitely can't look down on it, but Su He ......

Xiao Yi dared to pack the ticket, after Xuanyuan Xun left, the old man would definitely marry Xie Li to him!

This is a no-no!

Xiao Yi pulled Qingchen's collar, pitiful Qingchen, who had always been meticulous and well-dressed, only had time to tie his hair, and had to follow Xiao Yi on the return journey.

In the depths of the holy mountain, in a beautiful building, a beautiful woman pushed open the window and looked at the tall horse, Xiao Yi's clothes jumped among the mountains, and there was a faint hesitation in her beautiful eyes.

"Lord, the prince of Nanchu has left." The maidservant walked in, "According to your orders, the rest of the antidote has been handed over to the dust cleaner, and it only takes more than a month to completely clear it." ”

Nuru nodded, and then asked, "What about the holy woman?" ”

"The holy woman is in Shengjing City, and she has found the old man of Qianliang."

Seeing that the lord did not say anything more, the servant girl quietly withdrew.

"Saving you this time can be regarded as fulfilling your affection for saving my child back then." The beautiful woman sighed heavily.

The people in the Kuju Palace lost her and her daughter, but the young man didn't have Sakura

It is also because of this that she is willing to help Xiao Yi.

Qingqing, my mother will definitely avenge you.