The sun was setting in the west, time flew by, and it was evening again.

Ye Rou walked faster and faster, and finally even ran all the way, becoming more and more nervous and worried. finally returned to the Ye family's compound, and was about to explain it to Hong Yuan immediately, when he just entered the door.

In the small courtyard, there was a dusty carriage parked, and the ghost servant sat under the eaves without moving, and there was a faint sound of the piano in the room.

Liu Ruyan, who went out to practice, has returned!

Ye Rou secretly screamed, her heart became more and more nervous like a deer, she took a deep breath and pretended to walk in as usual. The door of the master bedroom was closed, Liu Ruyan was caressing the strings, and Hong Yuan was boiling medicinal tea in the stove room.

"Hong Yuan, what are you doing?" Ye Rou's face changed color, and her voice changed. Under the nervousness, he accidentally slipped and fell, and the porcelain bowl in the package fell to the ground and shattered with a snap, and the medicine residue inside spilled all over the ground.

"My aunt is suffering a little cold in the Endless Abyss, and I'm boiling some ginger soup for her to drink. ”

Hong Yuan hurriedly walked over and picked up Ye Rou, who was trembling all over, "Ye Rou, what's wrong with you, you're sick too?"

"Nope. ”

Ye Rou hurriedly cleaned the porcelain bowl fragments and medicine residues on the ground, and forced herself to calm down, "Hong Yuan, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, accompany me out for a walk and talk, okay?"

After entering the small courtyard, Ye Rou felt that her body was even colder, so cold that she couldn't stop shivering.

The ghost servant sat motionless, and could sit under the eaves without eating or drinking for ten days and half a month, while Liu Ruyan was immersed in the world of her piano sound, no different from usual, but Ye Rou just couldn't suppress the tension in her heart. Now, she finally understood why Yao Lao's face suddenly changed drastically, and he turned around and left.

Hong Yuan's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds recently, he is so powerful, what about his aunt Liu Ruyan?

What is the reason why Liu Ruyan was poisoned by his own hands, and it has been more than ten years since he started it, so that Hong Yuan has been weak and sick since he was a child?

The more Ye Rou thought about it, the more uneasy she became, she had a thousand words in her heart, looking at Hong Yuan who was standing in front of her, but she didn't know how to speak for a while, her eyes were red.

"Silly girl, why are you crying again?"

Hong Yuan stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ye Rou's eyes, "Tell me, who bullied you, I will help you take revenge." ”

"Hong Yuan, I just want to go out for a walk with you and go out with me to talk, okay?" Ye Rou couldn't help it, tears flowed down her eyes.

All along, she felt that Hong Yuan was bitter enough and pitiful enough. Since he was a child, he had no parents, so he could only rely on his aunt for his life, living far away from his hometown in the Ye family in Broken Leaf City, and he was weak and sick since he was a child, and he suffered a lot of humiliation and white eyes. Now, if Hong Yuan knew that his aunt, who had been dependent on him since he was a child, had secretly been poisoning medicinal tea, how painful and uncomfortable would he be? How should he tell Hong Yuan and help him get out of danger?

My dear, how can I save you?

Ye Rou's tears flowed, her heart was like a mess, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out with you later. When the ginger soup is boiled and waits for my aunt to sleep, I will accompany you out. Hong Yuan comforted and took out a handkerchief from his arms to help Ye Rou wipe her tears.

"Let's go now, okay?"

Ye Rou asked again, cautiously hinting, "This matter is very important, the medicine elder of Liuji Commercial Bank has personally confirmed, Hong Yuan, it's not good to go out with me?"

"Yao Lao, he finally refined the Violent Blood Pill, it's not easy, hehe. It'll be fine soon, just wait a little longer. ”

Hong Yuan was a little surprised, thinking that Ye Rou was going to talk about Yao Lao's refining of the Violent Blood Pill, but he didn't think much about it for a while, turned around and added a handful of firewood. When he was very young, he knew how to take care of people, and he relied on his aunt Liu Ruyan for his life. Seeing Ye Rou's tears, she wanted to go out with her now, but when she thought of her sick aunt, she had to give up.

Ye Rou was helpless, so she had to wait silently.

In addition to ginger, medicinal herbs such as soil ginseng, bupleurum and cinnamon bark are added, and they need to be boiled slowly. After comforting Ye Rou for a few words, Hong Yuan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes on the spot and waited patiently. Auntie's wind and cold is an old problem, and the general ginger soup and pills don't work, so you have to prepare all kinds of medicinal materials and boil them slowly, and it's useless to be in a hurry.

Ye Rou was anxious, feeling uncomfortable, and after waiting for more than half an hour, she finally lost her patience and left a note for Hong Yuan, "Hong Yuan, at night, I will wait for you in the back mountain." You must come, remember. ”

"Good!"

Hong Yuan replied vaguely, originally just thinking about closing his eyes and recuperating, sitting and sitting, he faintly had a feeling of breakthrough, and concentrated on the spot to cultivate.

"Hong Yuan, you must remember, you must come!"

Ye Rou told again, and turned around and left helplessly.

Hong Yuan didn't answer, completely immersed in the cultivation world. Cultivation is like this, it requires chance and state, and if you miss it, you can only wait for the next opportunity. Perhaps because of the reversal and killing of Liu Chuanfeng in one fell swoop, Hong Yuan felt that his Dao heart had greatly improved, and the remaining ancient god power in his body showed signs of refining. This wisp of ancient god power is the biggest harvest of the underground tomb line, and it is expected to break through the bottleneck and open the treasure of the divine soul after thorough refining!

Hong Yuan silently recited the exercises, drumming up the mana in his body to impact the Xia Yuan Palace over and over again, and immersed himself in cultivation.

fought with Liu Chuanfeng, although he won, and it was a big victory, but it also made Hong Yuan see the gap between himself and Liu Chuanfeng. Only when one's own cultivation is improved, can he collect more and more powerful demon beasts, and he can also further exert the combat effectiveness of the battle pet legion! The stronger the strength, the more Hong Yuan desires stronger strength.

The path of cultivation is endless!

Hong Yuan seized the time to cultivate, and did not notice the grievances and sorrows when Ye Rou left.

The ghost servant still sat motionless under the eaves, like a stone sculpture, not knowing Ye Rou's entry or her departure.

In the master bedroom, the sound of the piano is still the same, like the flowing water of the mountains, and there has never been a moment's pause. Liu Ruyan was fascinated by the piano road, and seemed to be unaware of Ye Rou's comings and goings.

Before you know it, night is falling.

After a long time, a slender figure came out silently and looked at the note pressed on the table. Then, stooping down to pick up a piece of porcelain bowl fragment with a small cloud of medicine residue on his fingertips.

"Liu Kee Commercial Bank, Medicine Old ......"

Liu Ruyan murmured, and the jade fingers played the piano lightly.

In the courtyard, the wind suddenly picked up, and it swirled around in the courtyard coldly.

The ghost servant, who had been sitting still, seemed to have a sense in his heart, his eyelids jumped, and he continued to close his eyes and remain motionless, but a drop of sweat the size of a bean was dripping on his forehead. Inside the house, Liu Ruyan has disappeared.

In the stove room, the sound of thunderbolts and firewood is continuous, and the fire is still burning, and the fire is boiling slowly.

Hong Yuan was immersed in the cultivation world, and entered the realm of selflessness and selflessness, unaware of the situation around him.