Han Qian's unintentional landscape along the way, temporarily escaped from the persecution of her family, and she could not escape the clutches of this barbaric society. This clutch is like a technician, who has power and money, and who is driven.

She now has two most important things that need to be addressed urgently. Otherwise, returning to the Demon Cave is also imminent. One is to change your physique and make yourself healthy. The second is to help Yinling get rid of the evil obstacle in the stomach, which is commonly known as the people of Condor City!

According to common sense, the best way to improve your physical fitness is to exercise actively. However, the cold and shallow can be determined by the original host, this simple method will not work, if it can work, the original host may have already improved its physique. Will he be so tragically slapped to death? Or is it your turn to cross over?

Careful analysis, whether it is congenital or acquired, as long as the cause can be investigated, poor physical fitness can be slowly improved. Even if she was a declining nobleman, she had at least a mother who loved her, and she must have asked a doctor to carefully examine her.

The turmoil in the carriage and the sound of horses' hooves kicking and trampling outside the carriage did not interrupt the cold thoughts.

This is a city of cultivating immortals with thousands of immortal laws. Cultivating Immortal City, what disease can stump such a Immortal City doctor? The chance of not being cured is also very small, and the most likely possibility is that the cause is not found at all.

In this way, the reason for the bad nature of the original body cannot be speculated according to common sense, is there another hidden reason? Moreover, this is not modern and cannot be deduced according to the logic of modern society. So, what could be the secret?

Han Qian suddenly had a thrill. Unless, there won't be some little monsters doing it, right? … The doctor was too conformist and didn't think much about it. Thinking of this, Han Qian's back was cold, and he subconsciously touched his stomach. She swallowed nervously.

Sitting on the opposite side of the carriage, Yinling saw a cold and shallow expression. I couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Han Qian came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly. After all, Silver Bell had never learned that her master was dead. "Nothing, remembering something from the past."

Yinling's gaze fell like a star, and he suddenly gloomed, "Miss, you have not been in good health since you were a child, and if others can play, you don't have a chance to play, Miss." "Yinling is so sad for Han Qian, generally speaking, such an official lady should have a happy childhood when she was a child. However, her own lady did not.

"I... Frail from birth? Is it a weakness in the womb? Han Qian wasn't sure that Yinling must know, after all, they were the same age. She just asked casually.

Yinling is not surprised that Han Qian asked such a thing, she has heard Grandma say that Han Qian was beaten by Yu Zhiqi a lot, and many things may be forgotten. "Listen to Madame, when you were born, you looked healthy, not like a sick baby."

Han Qian nodded thoughtfully and did not speak again. As I think, if it is a congenital weakness, this is a city of cultivating immortals, and if it is not cured, you can always know the reason. According to Yinling's statement, this frail and sickly disease is really caused by the day after tomorrow. In a family like the original host, the father and mother quarreled constantly every day, and the doctor didn't think about it deeply, so naturally he completely decided on this matter easily.

There must be something else going on in this matter, and it is likely that the original host was not as simple as being accidentally slapped to death. In this way, Han Qian smiled bitterly, she died a well-deserved death? No one should have passed away in the same comical way as themselves.

She took a heavy breath, if there was really some little monster in her. So what is the reason? Have you offended him? Did parents offend it? Or is it just here to suck the vitality and essence of its own body?

The nominal master had also seen himself, but he didn't even find anything wrong with him. Thinking of this, Han Qian overturned his previous thoughts again.

The road was winding, the horses' hooves were flying, and the driver would whip it from time to time. The noon sun was very poisonous, and for the sake of future business, the coachman asked the horses to stop and rest, and led the two horses to the Yajiang River to drink a few sips of water to quench their thirst.

Cold and shallow physique is weak, and he has always been afraid of cold rather than heat. Not in the sun, she's fine. Beads of sweat were rolling on Yinling's forehead, and Han Qian remembered that the body temperature of a pregnant woman seemed to be a little higher than that of ordinary people. However, when she was first pregnant, she didn't know if it would be the case.

"Do you want to go down and get some air?" Han Qian asked.

Silver Bell's eyes widened, "Can I?" Miss. "Where did she enjoy this kind of equal treatment when asked? The soul locking slave is under the hands of the overseer, and it is completely inhuman.

Han Qian looked at her and nodded like a spring breeze.

"Thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss." She nodded excitedly, and then jumped out of the carriage with joy.

She didn't seem to have the emotions she needed to live in the harsh environment she was in.

Han Qian stayed quietly in the car and closed her eyes to recuperate, thinking about things in her heart, she was not the age of this body. Nor is it an innocent modern 17-year-old girl.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and it would take another hour to reach the foot of Xiange Mountain.

"Are all soul locking slaves obedient? Is it faithfulness or fear? If you are just afraid or think it is fate, this is not necessarily an advantage. If you are faithful, can you take the silver bell in front of you for your own use? I'm afraid it's difficult, and it's a lot of expense. Besides, the soul locking slave doesn't have a spiritual root~" Han Qian thought in his heart.

"Yinling, are you afraid of me?" The cold and shallow spring mountains are like a smile.

Yinling bit her lip and looked at Han Qian with a pair of big eyes. Nodding his head, "Well, sort of." I haven't seen you, Miss, for years. ”

Han Qian stretched out his hand and stroked the face of the silver bell sitting opposite in the somewhat cramped carriage. "It's weird and boring in the car. Tell me about me and you when you were a child. Although I still remember. But I want to hear from you. It's like...

Tell the same story. ”

She knew that it was useless to say anything like that she should not be afraid of her, only to let Yinling remember the past. The warmth of the past can make her eliminate her strangeness to herself.

Silver Bell nodded happily and began to talk about it when she was 3 years old. Han Qian sighed in his heart; Yes, the three-year-old here has long remembered children with spiritual roots.

Unconsciously, Yinling spoke enthusiastically for more than an hour.

The carriage stopped not far from the foot of Xiange Mountain, and after paying 4 Condor coins, he observed the surrounding environment.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was a little dazzling. About 1.5 kilometers away, there are three mountains that rise in the sky. Those three mountains are the Immortal Pavilion. On the mountain, the clouds and mist kiss the top of the mountain, and the people below the mountain can't see the scenery of the top of the mountain at all.

There are five or six small bungalows of about 100 square meters nearby. Around the small bungalows. The grass is overgrown, and it is desolate and desolate.

It's just that Han Qian noticed that the small bungalow was not far away. On a small hill, there is a tower about 20 meters high.

Han Qian looked at the silver bell who was also looking at the surrounding environment. He said, "You can find an empty room to live in, and don't go to the tower to play." ”

Yinling looked at Han Qian, and nodded obediently, "Well, I know, Miss." There are high-level spiritual root soul locking slaves locked inside. Besides, when I go to play, I'm afraid that I will be 'dealt with' by the guards at the door." ”

Han Qian nodded understandingly. I see.