In the curling hot spring pool, Zeyi and the little girl were stripped naked and soaked in the hot spring water, only the little head and part of the shoulders were exposed.

Lin Luoran was holding a small bowl in her hand, half a bowl of black liquid, under her blending, glowing with a faint gold powder.

"Ajia, can this really cure my hands?" Ze Yitong's eyes flashed and flashed, and he swallowed his saliva.

In half a year, the wound on her severed arm had long since healed, leaving a not-so-good-looking pimple, and the pink pimple flesh made the wound look terrifying.

But she's been watching it for so long, she's used to it. What made Zeyi swallow saliva was the medicinal juice that was being blended in Lin Luoran's hand, that strange fragrance made people hungry, such a thing is really used to cure diseases?

Lin Luoran felt the power of the medicine and said with a smile: "Little glutton, of course this is used to treat injuries, but it will hurt very much, can you hold back?" ”

Ze Yitong nodded violently, the pain for a while will never be compared to her arm, of course she is willing to choose the former.

Lin Luoran scared her, "If you move around, your arms will be crooked, and there will be times when you cry." ”

Ze Yitong's little face wrinkled, and Lin Luoran saw that she finally stopped writhing honestly, so he carefully applied the medicinal juice to the wound of her broken arm.

The black liquid mixed with golden light did not dissolve in water, but seeped into Ze Yitong's wound, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lin Luoran carefully considered the dosage before putting away the remaining medicinal juice.

It's not that she's stingy, it's really this elixir, it's too precious.

This black thing is the dragon marrow from the Dongting Dragon Palace. The dragon body is powerful, and the regenerative function of the bone marrow is naturally incomparable. It's just that in the past, the dragon marrow was used to do things like "broken arm rebirth", ordinary monks couldn't get such treasures, and powerful monks couldn't use this function, plus the dragon clan was strong, and this effect of the dragon marrow did not spread.

It is precisely because of the powerful regenerative function of the dragon marrow that a mortal with a physical body like Ze Yitong would not have been able to bear even this little bit of dragon marrow if it hadn't been recuperated by the spirit rice and fruit provided by Lin Luoran in the past six months.

The remaining medicinal juice was intended to be used by Lin Luoran on the little monk who had lost his arm when he encircled and suppressed the Blood Clan last time.

Although the dragon marrow is precious, it is very worthwhile to make a little girl like Ze Yitong smile again, in the perspective of the scale in Lin Luoran's heart.

Ze Yitong in the hot spring has already begun to writhe.

The warm pool water made her blood flow faster, and the effect of the medicine was fast, and Ze Yitong's pain came.

A person's arm, counting the days of development and formation in the mother's body, will only be truly shaped as the body straightens and develops, Ze Yitong's severed arm, if you want to rely on the dragon marrow to grow back in a short time, the pain of cell division is enough to make this twelve-year-old girl wander in hell.

is really a stubborn little girl, Lin Luoran saw her sweating profusely, but gritted her teeth and said nothing, and felt pity.

A soothing wood-based spiritual power was sent into Ze Yitong's body, and the little girl fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Luoran estimated that she would not wake up in a few days, and at such a tense moment, she couldn't leave anyone for a moment, so she simply sat down by the spring.

The valley was full of vines, and she was so bored that she extracted all the fibers of the wood. Such a material, used in refining, is naturally not able to withstand calcination by different fires.

But now, it's time to try Danhuo.

A small flame burst out of Lin Luoran's palm, and the four colors were intertwined without distinguishing each other, which was really beautiful.

This is not the effect of fire spells, but the Dan fire that Lin Luoran can only have after he conforms to the Dan. This kind of simmer, stable and long-lasting, is really the best fire for alchemy.

The fibers of the vines turned into a pool of blue water in the Danhuo, and under the traction of Lin Luoran's fingers, the crystal silk thread of the thin silk was extracted.

Using such silk thread to make a skirt as a gift for Ze Yitong's rebirth with a broken arm, it seems to be a good idea?

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Ze Yitong vaguely remembered that she had a long dream, in which she was wearing gorgeous Tibetan clothes, and threw herself into her grandmother's arms, everyone cheered for her return, and a bonfire was lit, and the mutton sizzled on the fire, so greedy that Baiyun couldn't stop sneezing.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was the same cave where she had lived for half a year.

I don't know how long I've been in the hot springs, Ze Yitong felt that her hair was smoky, and it was uncomfortably tight on her ears, she stretched out her hand to pluck the hair in her ears, and was suddenly stunned.

She stretched out the arm that had been severed.

Ze Yitong's eyes widened, her right arm, at this time, was intact and long, compared to before, there was no difference...... No, there is a difference, for example, the brown scar on her elbow burned by the fire when she was six years old is gone, this is a brand new hand!

Ze Yitong contrasted his two neat arms, jumping and jumping happily in the hot spring pool.

When she was tired of jumping, she found that Lin Luoran was not there, and Ze Yitong got up from the hot spring pool and found that her old clothes were gone.

There was a new dress on the haystack, and when I picked it up, I made a gesture of the same size as hers.

Is it for her? This dress is so beautiful, isn't it?

Ze Yitong held it in his hand, the fabric was smoother than silk, with green as the background color, the cuffs and collar, including the skirt, were inlaid with soft fur, and the skirt was decorated with a lot of green round beads, Ze Yitong didn't know that these beads were carved from jade, but she knew the pearls, looking at the colorful bead necklace, Ze Yitong's big mouth was enough to swallow an egg - Grandma always said that she was sorry for her, and she didn't have the money to make her the best Tibetan skirt, if Aunt Dunzhu saw this skirt, she would go crazy with joy, right?

Ze Yitong carefully put on the skirt.

Well, it's a little thin, but it's a pity, I'm afraid I can't wear it when I'm out of the valley.

The little girl suffered from gains and losses, and when she came out of the cave, she saw Lin Luoran standing in front of Bai Yun, looking at her with a smile.

"Ah Jia......" she called, but her eyes were red. Although she called Ah Jia, she knew that Lin Luoran was not her real "Ah Jia", and after recovering her memory, Lin Luoran was so powerful that she could do anything, like a holy fairy on the snow mountain, where could ordinary herdsmen like them cling to?

But why, Ajia is still so good to herself?

He treated her hands, made her a coral necklace, and made a beautiful Tibetan skirt for her......

Lin Luoran saw the tears in the little girl's eyes, and squatted down to comfort her: "The crying little girl is not beautiful, it's cold outside the valley, come and bring this hat." ”

This is an equally good-looking white hat, with round coral beads mixed with emerald green, red and green, Ze Yitong almost fell in love with it at first sight.

"Are we going home?" Ze Yitong put on a hat, the beads hung on her forehead, the little girl did not only benefit from the rebirth of a broken arm, the skin of her whole body was like a new one, at this time, it looked no worse than any girl who grew up in the city.

"Yes, let's go home." Lin Luoran hugged her to the horse and jumped up himself.

Going home, not only Ze Yitong wants to go home, but he has been away from home for a year, but he is also going home.

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The speed of the white clouds was very fast, and they soon came down the snow-capped mountain, crossing the distance of the silver lake, and after turning over a number of grassy slopes, Lin Luoran had already seen the familiar yurt.

Dunzhu was collecting the hay when she heard the hiss of the white clouds, and she looked up, a glance that was enough to make her tears roll down.

Mother and daughter are connected, although they haven't seen each other for half a year, although Ze Yitong's complexion is not what it used to be, although she is wearing a gorgeous Tibetan skirt at the moment, Dunzhu still recognizes it at a glance, this is her daughter who has been missing for half a year!

Ze Yitong ...... Anar ......"

Zeyi dismounted and rushed over and threw himself into Dunzhu's arms.

Lin Luoran's eyes were slightly wet, "Anal", she hadn't heard this name for a long time.

Even though life is a never-ending journey, she can't stay on the grassland for the rest of her life to watch the sun rise and the moon set, and live the days when the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep appear, but she will always remember the days when she was "Anaer".

Herding sheep, threshing grass, making ghee, and participating in horse races, they are an aria that is worth cherishing forever by Lin Luoran.

Speaking of home, she also has one on the Naqu grassland.

Dunzhu wiped his tears, "It's good to be safe, it's good to be safe, Anar and Ze Yitong, you're finally back." ”