Chapter 0062: Where Are Daoists Going?

The porcelain vase in his hand was still a little warm, warm, ironing the palm of the flowing fire, he raised his head and looked at Ji Fengyan's smiling little face, his eyes skimming over the beads of sweat that slipped from the corners of her forehead.

"Got it." Flowing Fire lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Then you go back first, I still have to pack up." Ji Fengyan said with a smile.

The flowing fire didn't say a word, and left silently, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the monsoon smoke that had returned to the edge of the herb pile, his expression was a little complicated, and after looking at it for a while, he finally left.

And the monsoon smoke ......

After pulling out the herbs a few times, he stood up again, returned to the furnace, and took out all the pills that Lu Dingli had a lot of.

The sheer number is staggering.

"I'll go, it's really a bit time-consuming to practice so much at once, so next time it's better to do it in batches." Monsoon Yan bottled the pills separately and prepared to give them to Ling He and them, so that they could eat them together.

There are injuries to recuperate, but there are no injuries to strengthen the body!

I don't know......

Monsoon smoke, the situation of refining medicine with his hands, in the eyes of a beautiful young man, is a completely different scene.

I don't know how I would feel if someone knew that Monsoon Smoke had been busy all afternoon, refining not only the bottle in his hand, but also about twenty bottles that were exactly the same......

Monsoon Smoke also took a bottle to feed Bai Ze by the way, and a subtle misunderstanding continued quietly.

Early the next morning, Ling He had already made preparations, gathered his subordinates, and left only a few people to guard the mansion, each wiping his weapons shining, waiting for the monsoon smoke to be strong today.

Correct......

"Huh? Brother Ling, what are you doing here? Ji Fengyan slipped to the front yard with Xiao Bai Ze, and glanced at it, and all the men with strong blood stood there like killing gods.

"Miss, it's almost time, it's time for us to go to the city gate." Ling He said with a full breath.

Ji Fengyan blinked his eyes, "Brother Ling, you are really upright. ”

"Huh?"

"Don't stand here, what should you do, I'll let you know when to go." After that, Monsoon Smoke took Xiao Bai Ze and left.

Leaving Ling He and the others alone in the wind.

Isn't it true that Mademoiselle would like to see the veins?

How......

There's no rush now.

Unable to figure out Monsoon Yan's thoughts, Ling He and the others could only disperse.

Ji Fengyan took Xiao Bai Ze around to the backyard, and fed the pills into Xiao Bai Ze's mouth one by one, and muttered in his mouth: "Hurry up, grow a little fairy." ”

When Liuhuo walked to the backyard, he saw Monsoon Smoke muttering a mantra to the stupid-looking little Bai Ze, and he stared at the little white deer, "It's just an ordinary deer, no matter how you raise it, it can't go into battle with you like other mounts." ”

Monsoon Smoke turned his head and looked at the stray fire that suddenly appeared, "It's so immortal...... Ahem, it's pretty, how can I be willing to let it go to war? ”

The beautiful fairy deer, just let her sit!

Liuhuo's brows furrowed slightly, looking at Ji Fengyan's smiling appearance, he suddenly shook his head for some reason, turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"You're going out?" Monsoon Smoke looked at the flowing fire in surprise, this kid has never taken the initiative to go out of the house since he came.

Flowing Fire paused slightly, nodded, and then walked out.