As soon as Xiao Rong Wuxian put Hua Pei Qingyu carefully on the bed, he was swept out of the room by a stream of air, and he was about to break in when he got up, but he was pulled by the old national teacher who came with him: "The person who saved Xiaoyou is here, you should be quiet and get the broken bones on your body first." ”

"Who? Who is it? ”

"Heaven must not be divulged." The old national teacher sat on the steps, looked up at the sky, ignoring it, Imperial Doctor Jiang carried the medicine box behind him, followed by two medicine boys, panting and running to see Xiao Rong Wuxian, who could still sit on the steps, first slowly, first slowly, while pulling Xiao Rong Wuxian's wrist.

In the room, Hua Pei Qingyu curiously opened her eyes and felt that she was held in mid-air by a stream of air, and the handsome man who looked like a fairy wind and had no wrinkles on his face sat cross-legged at the level of her, holding a bunch of white light in his hand and pouring it into her chest.

"How long will this be going to be? I am tired. ”

It's been a few days! The heart and mouth no longer hurt, the limbs no longer hurt, and there is a warm flow back and forth, moistening the thirsty land.

"Later."

Every question and answer is an exchange of consciousness.

After a cup of tea, Hua Pei Qingyu was gently put back into the futon.

"You are the old man of the Thousand Machines of Kunlun Mountain's Wuji Temple?" Hua Pei Qingyu couldn't help but ask what she didn't understand why she could ask like that, and her eyes tried hard to find the old man's signature product on the other party's face - wrinkles.

Qian Ji, who was still in mid-air with his legs crossed, ignored it, but his eyes, which had always been as cold as the moon, were now gently focused on the lazy flower Pei Qingyu who was deep in the soft futon.

How to look at how tender as water. Hua Pei Qingyu was excited, "We know each other?" You came out of your body to save me, and you lost a lot of cultivation, I am not related to you, I must have something on me that you are plotting, you can talk about it. ”

It was really that the gaze was too warm, too soft, too much to say but didn't know how to open the atmosphere, so Hua Pei Qingyu broke the silence and continued to communicate with her divine sense, her throat was still dry and hoarse.

Could it be that the other party has been closed for too long and doesn't know how to communicate with people.

After waiting for a while, Qianji seemed to finally think of how to reply and passed two words: "Little friend." ”

"Little friend?" Hua Pei Qingyu was stunned, and it was impossible for her to have a little intersection with her in her past life and present life. There are cultivators in future lives, such as feng shui, astrology, Qimen gossip, etc., but she has never seen such a peak cultivator as the other party.

"Father and daughter." After thinking about it, Qianji passed two more words.

"......Boom" Hua Pei Qingyu, even though he is used to seeing countless big scenes, has never felt so frightened as at this moment.

There was a dragon living in her body, and she never panicked, but she was curious, and she also thought about whether she could cultivate, but she was more inclined to martial arts because she liked ancient martial arts.

Although the voice transmitted by the old man of Qianji was very good, low, magnetic and immortal, and most importantly, he really looked like an immortal, with a long aura and extraordinary feathering, but these have not yet been able to make her lose her mind.

"Old man, although you look like a fairy wind and have picturesque eyebrows and don't look old, you are hundreds of years old, right? I am five and a half years old at most, and I am definitely not your illegitimate daughter, and it is absolutely impossible for me to be the illegitimate daughter of your reincarnation. ”

Hua Pei Qingyu emphasized that she knew very well who her mother and father were.