The little boy sat down slowly with his back against the somewhat peeling and mottled wall, holding the pill in his hand, and slowly unfolding it and putting it in front of him.

In the not-so-bright light, the pearl-like elixir exuded a soft and transparent glow, and some shadows of his own face were clearly reflected.

He touched his face, then pinched the pill in the palm of his right hand with his left hand, and with one force, the complete pill suddenly became two halves.

His mind suddenly appeared with her smiling face, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of starlight, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth when she smiled......

In this world, is there really an elixir that can work on him? He thought for a moment, then smiled again and shook his head.

The little boy lay one leg flat, one leg bent, and his elbow propped up the bent leg to look at the elixir that had been divided in half by him, and suddenly smiled, as if he was full of interest, and threw one of the elixirs into his mouth.

The faint coolness, the rich and elegant fragrance spread between his lips and teeth, and the elixir entered his throat, and after a while, he felt the breath in his body flowing, as if the fresh breath of a new life after a long time of decay was surging in his body.

He was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the other half of the elixir in his hand blankly, and the breeze brought a faint fragrance. …… It's not annoying. He twisted his fingers holding half of the elixir, and the elixir turned in his hand, his expression seemed to be confused, and he showed a thoughtful expression at the pale amber elixir, as if it had been frozen, and his expression had not changed for a long time.

It had been a long time since he had felt anything like this in his body. This strange feeling did not make him feel annoying, and the changes in his body, although they lasted for a short time, also surprised him.

The light cast light through the translucent beads on the corner of his face, and he squinted slightly, tilting his head to look at the thing in his hand. Suddenly, a smile spread from the corner of his mouth, and the lights flickered, shining in an instant.

He shoved half of the pill into his arms, stood up satisfied, patted the dust all over his body, and walked back.

In the underground palace, a petite girl sat on a chair in Yanxingmu, holding a brush, and sketched meticulously, as if immersed in it. A painting about half the size of her body had been sketched almost completely.

A ragged boy came in, sat down in a chair, and said softly, "Liluo, I'm back."

Riro held the brush for a moment, turned his head, glanced at him, saw the wound on his hand, paused, and said, "Why did you make yourself like this again?" Although there was displeasure in the tone, there was no reproach.

The young man looked at the little man carved in pink, and then at his arm, someone's masterpiece was obviously not too good-looking, and there was that weird bow, but he still looked at it for a while, his fingers hooked the bow, and his tone was casual: "It's okay." Anyway, you know, I'm going to be fine anyway. ”

There was a helpless expression on Riroku's face, but it was only for a moment, and she retracted her gaze and shifted it back to her paintings, depicting them meticulously one stroke at a time, as if she only had one thing in her eyes, only the person in the painting.