Guoguo held the elixir of immortality for Yang An to clean the dirt of his blood all over his body, clear the blockage, and make it circulate smoothly again.

Du Qiu understood that the elixir of immortality that could not be called a precious fruit was a rare thing that could not be obtained by the rich, powerful and powerful, but Baili Qianmu let his father bathe in it without frowning.

Yan Yan woke up, slowly refining the texture that had not been cultivated for a long time, and re-forging it.

Qiankun Fengding flew out, Yang An was moved to the Ding furnace, and the samadhi true fire of red dust was calcined.

The Heavenly Spirit Needle in Baili Qianmu's hand flew towards Yang An, sealing his soul, refining his soul with purple thunder, and repairing his damaged brain.

This needs to be done little by little slowly, and there can be no rush at any stage.

Baili Qianmu sat on the soft couch prepared by Ruan Ruan to rest, and on her lap was an unfinished embroidery.

I still remember that she said that she was going to retreat, and the blue bird ghosted the two of them with a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

"Master, what kind of embroidery is this, how have I never seen it, such a beautiful pattern, so magical, there are different patterns on the front and back, obviously embroidered at the same time, why are the patterns and colors different?"

Baili Qianmu smiled softly, recalling, this was taught by her mother in her previous life, she was originally not interested, after all, who would be a woman in the new era to be this kind of female red that only the ancients would do.

She hated it very much, but watching her mother's embroidery with stitches and threads, she fused her thoughts, concerns, and blessings into this needle and thread, and she learned it like this, and she understood her mother's waiting.

"This is a double-sided embroidery method, is the highest level of Shu embroidery, two needles are used at the same time, embroidered on the front and back at the same time with different colors, you can learn to ......"

"I still don't want it, I'm tired of looking at it. I'll help Du Qiu and wait for Generalissimo Yang. ”

Ruan Ruhua stuck out her tongue, should she embroider a purse for her brother? Or make a dress? However, it's really cumbersome!

On the way back, she was thinking about how to get her brother to confess his love for her.

It's still the master who is right, cherish the people in front of her, it's a big deal, she took the initiative to attack.

Three days later, Ruan Ruhua found the ghost and the blue bird whispered, and the two left in a hurry, finding Duanmu Wuxie who was busy transforming the morning sun in the refining room.

"Master, the little lady is in the secret room, ...... she?"

In an anxious and flustered tone, before the words were finished, Duanmu Wuxian had disappeared.

What happened to Niu Niu Retreat? Is it hurt?

Look at the wounds on your hands, isn't it that she was injured by the Heavenly Iron, but that Niuniu was injured?

Damn hindsight!

Damn I didn't even feel it.

The anxious Duanmu Wuxian ran in a hurry, ignoring the big red celebration he passed all the way.

"The master has never had a birthday!"

"Yes, but after meeting Miss Xiao, every day is his birthday."

"Today is the master's birthday!"

"yes!" Only then did they understand where the joy of Wangtian City came from, and why the never-ending rain of petals fell in the sky.

Also, the little lady prepared a big gift that she had never seen and appeared before.