Mei Sansheng raised his eyes slightly, and the bauhinia in the four black shadows immediately rushed into the bamboo house, protecting the purple sand jar with both hands, and knelt in front of him in a few seconds, Mei Sansheng stroked the purple sand jar and smiled: "Among these disciples, you still know me best!" ”

Although Bauhinia lowered her head, her face under the veil was already flushed, and her eyes were full of tears.

Mei Sansheng looked affectionately at the purple-clothed woman floating in the air, and then took out a green grass composed of three slender serrated leaves from his sleeve, put it into the jar, and then gently swiped it on the left index finger with his right index finger, and a drop of bright red dripped into the jar, and the original pale yellow liquid instantly turned dark green.

"That's right!" He knew that the medicine had been practiced by looking at the change in color, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a slight smile, he held the purple sand jar in his right hand, looked down and sniffed the smell of the medicine, and a fragrance came to his face.

Zijing waited aside, looking at the master, his eyes glazed, Mei Sansheng was immersed in his joy, but he didn't feel the burning gaze at all.

He waved his sleeves lightly, and the purple sand jar was thrown into the air by him at once, facing the woman in purple, and at the moment of falling, Mei Sansheng slapped it with a palm wind, and the purple sand jar suddenly shattered into several pieces and condensed with medicine, all of which fell on the woman in purple like raindrops.

Then the thousands of green butterflies seemed to be drained of their essence, and their bodies that had been fluorescent and flickering turned gray, and then lost their gravity like autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and fell all over the lake, and occasionally a few of them disappeared with the wind and died elsewhere.

Mei Sansheng stretched out his hand to catch a gray green butterfly, the depths of his eyes were slightly damp, and then he took a deep breath and slowly blew it down, like a remembrance, or a farewell!

At this moment, when the woman in purple lost the support of the butterfly and began to fall down, he flew over as fast as the wind, gently holding the waist of the coveted woman, her fat and snow-white skin became more beautiful after a flash of light green light, and the soft black hair swayed with the wind and intertwined with Mei Sansheng's black hair.

Mei Sansheng's heart beat faster at this time, staring at the woman in his arms motionlessly, and his dark brown eyes were even deeper and mysterious.

The woman in purple touched her eyebrows, her smooth forehead was twisted into several folds, her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and her bright and hazy blue eyes reflected Mei Sansheng's handsome face.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress the unquenchable joy in his heart, for fear of frightening the person in his arms, but he gently lowered his throat and whispered in her ear: "Yirao, you are awake!" ”

In the thatched hut not far from here, Ba Xiaotian, who had been fed the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, was still unconscious, his face had rotted so much that he couldn't see his original appearance, although it was scabbed, and the wounds and carrion on his body were healing well, but his whole body was blue-gray, and the green tendons on his face were looming.

Feng Lingyu was depressed: "Even the Resurrection Pill that brought the dead back to life can't save his name, the Holy Immortal Palace really lives up to its reputation, Bai Shui Qing, it's really good, it's a bad thing for me over and over again!" ”

According to the persuasion of the Soul Restoration Pill, within a moment, normal people can wake up, but Ba Xiaotian can't open his eyes, his breathing is stable, but the pulse is like nothing!

She sighed helplessly: Alas! It's a shame that I worked so hard, but in the end I saved a living dead, wouldn't this be ruined by my reputation as a ghost if it was to spread to the rivers and lakes, Li Yan, Li Yan, thinking of this, the face of that stupid man appeared in front of her again, her brows were tightened again, and her eyes showed a little anxiousness!

"This stupid rough man shouldn't just jump off a cliff and die, right?" At that time, when Feng Lingyu rushed to the head of the cliff, Li Yan's figure was nowhere to be seen, but there was a gray strip of cotton cloth hanging halfway up the mountainside, which should have been on him.

The entire Ecstasy Cliff has been searched, and the corpse has not been seen, Feng Lingyu's heart is like a stone blocked, he is dead, and the ghost who has always received hundreds of tasks has actually missed this time, this rescue is better than not to save it, it is estimated that the rivers and lakes should spread rumors again, and her life cannot be peaceful after all、、、、、、