Gong Zhengyu nodded in a talkative manner, but the expressions of the two black-clothed men behind him were a little unpleasant, Ling He could only pretend that he didn't see anything, and called Yang Jian to go to the warehouse to check the ore together.

Monsoon Smoke came to the prescription with the long love, there was only one plant left in the brocade box, the position that was picked was still fresh, the monsoon smoke quietly exhaled to the blooming long love flower, the original delicate long love flower, suddenly became more gorgeous, and the aura that swirled around the long love flower suddenly became much thicker, and the aura of the previous two juxtaposed was exactly the same.

A sly smile crossed the corner of Monsoon Smoke's mouth, and he opened the furnace, ready to refine this long-term love flower!

Because she didn't know much about the Changqing Flower, she didn't dare to add the medicinal materials next to it, so soon, a crimson pill was refined, and when Monsoon Smoke took it out, the pill was still a little hot, she carefully put the pill into the bottle, and walked towards the small courtyard where the flowing fire was with a smile, Bai Zeda followed with his little hooves.

In the quiet courtyard, Liuhuo sat alone under the big tree, a pair of good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes stared at the fallen leaves scattered around him calmly.

is obviously still a young boy, but for some reason, there are layers of sadness in those low-hanging eyes.

"Little Drift Fire." The familiar voice suddenly came into Liuhuo's ears, interrupting Liuhuo's train of thought, his heart shook slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his head, but his body stiffened for a moment, without any movement.

Ji Fengyan looked at the little beautiful man sitting under the tree with his head down, and leaned over with a smile, and he didn't dislike it, and sat directly next to the flowing fire.

Flowing Fire's body trembled slightly, and subconsciously moved to the side.

"What's going on? Uncomfortable? Monsoon Smoke didn't notice the abnormality of the flowing fire, but when his injuries were not healed, he raised his hand and naturally put his palm on his forehead.

Under the palm, the tentacles are slightly cool.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Monsoon smoke was a little confused.

"I'm fine." Flowing Fire pulled away Monsoon Smoke's hand a little awkwardly and said in a muffled voice.

"That's it, I see that your injuries are almost better, and there shouldn't be any major problems." Ji Fengyan said with a smile.

Liuhuo's brow frowned again, and his mood somehow became gloomy again.

Monsoon Smoke didn't say anything more, and Liuhuo didn't look at her, but his chest seemed to be blocked, sullen.

His injuries are healing soon, so ...... Was she ready to let him go?

Somehow, this thought rushed to the heart of the flowing fire, making his already troubled heart more and more irritable, and the silence of the monsoon smoke made this depression more and more intense.

After a moment, Flowing Fire looked up, wanting to say something to Monsoon Smoke.

But just as Liuhuo raised his head and just opened his mouth, an elixir that still had residual warmth suddenly fell into his mouth and rolled down his lips and tongue into his throat.

Liuhuo's eyes widened slightly, clutching his feverish throat, staring at the smiling monsoon smoke in front of him.

"It's just been refined, and it's still hot." Ji Fengyan looked at Liuhuo's stunned expression, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch his white and tender little face.

It still feels so good.

"You ......" Liuhuo was a little stunned.

"Gong Zhengyu said that this long-term love flower has a good effect on healing, although your injury is almost healed, but there is no harm in making up for it." Monsoon flue.