The girl is tall, even faintly higher than Qianluo, her face is like the moon, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, and her eyes are more like spring water. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the girl is beautiful, and if you look closely, you will find that her face is blue, her eyes are gloomy, her whole body is stiff, and the ends of her long hair, especially the tips of her shoulders, and the tips of her fingers, and the tips of her eyebrows, are all condensed with a thin layer of green frost, - she is enveloped by an inexplicable cold, and has the potential to be frozen into ice sculptures.

This girl has been accompanying and protecting Qianluo since she was a child, and she is called a maid, but she is actually regarded as his only relative.

"Eat it hot, the porridge won't taste good when it's cold. Xian Xue said softly, while putting her white porridge on the table.

The white porridge was piping hot when it was first served, but just from the side of the pot to the table, a trace of white gas came out, and the white porridge had changed from hot to warm, but the cold poison in Xianxue's body was vicious, which was simply terrifying.

On the table, there was already a bowl of white porridge, as well as a plate of coarse dough cakes, a plate of shredded pickles, and a freshly peeled boiled egg on top of that bowl of white porridge.

"Don't be busy eating, you take medicine first. Qianluo carefully looked at the slender eyebrows, waved his hand, and got up from the corner of the kitchen, the only paulownia box that looked a little worth a little money, took out a chopstick-length and short strange grass with three bright red long leaves, covered with silk-like strange pale white lines, and carefully tore the three long leaves of the strange grass into inches, and put it in a clean bowl.

This strange red grass is the "fire pattern grass" that was born in the thousand-year-old volcanic wall and contains a very strong fire and yang nature, and because of the huge yield, it is not too precious, but it also requires Qianluo to do a day's hard work in exchange for such a plant.

"'Baorentang' that bullshit young owner, dismissed me today, hum, he has a good plan, the master has his own wall ladder, the master has long guarded against him, and has already stocked more than a dozen plants, and he is afraid that he will make trouble. Qianluo snorted coldly while busy working, "As long as you pass the test tomorrow and become a Heavenly Mandate Master, together with Lin Qingting's family, this account may as well be calculated slowly with them, - dare to hit you with filthy thoughts, and don't let them be in a dilemma of life and death, I, Qianluo, will not be the children and grandchildren of the Qianluo family." ”

Qianluo's words were full of anger and anger.

Back then, Qianluo's life was snatched out of Qianxue's enemies desperately, and she has been guarding him all these years, protecting his safety, and serving him to live.

Putting the bowl on the stove, Qianluo took a long breath, stretched out the sleeve of his left arm, pinched the five fingers of his right hand into a crane's beak, and pecked heavily in the shoulder socket, his **** and pale left arm was negligently reddened, and at the same time, more than a dozen blood lines with thick hair and red color bulged under the skin, twisting and shaking.

Qianluo's right hand turned the crane's beak into a tiger's palm, and he clasped his left arm to death, constantly turning, and slowly pushed it towards the wrist position.

As his right palm kept moving, his pale left arm became as red as a shrimp, and a dozen blood lines gradually thickened, shaking even more, as if they wanted to pierce the skin and fly out.

When Qianluo's right palm was completely touched to the wrist of his left arm, more than a dozen blood lines were driven by him and all converged on his left palm, merging into one, and finally a drop of soybean-sized, crystal clear blood beads seeped out from the tip of his middle finger. The blood beads seemed to have spirituality, and they rotated twice around the tip of the middle finger, and nodded to Qianluo like a living thing, all of them resentfully, before they reluctantly dripped into the bowl.

With a "poof", the blood beads entered the bowl and dripped on the "Fire Pattern Grass", and the next moment a dazzling red light erupted upwards like a flame, and at the same time, a scorching and violent air drifted around, and if you looked closely, you found that the red light was completely composed of countless subtle bright red runes, which was extremely mysterious.

After half a ring, the red light was restrained, retracted into the bowl, and the scorching and violent meaning gradually became mellow and warm, and I saw that half a bowl of red mist was left in the bowl.

With a long sigh of relief, Qianluo carefully brought the bowl to Xianxue.

Xian Xue took the bowl, looked at Qianluo with a complicated expression, leaned her little face to the bowl, pinched her hands into two mystical tricks like orchids, inhaled deeply, half a bowl of red mist was like a spiritual snake, negligently drilling into her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and there was nothing left. As half a bowl of red mist was inhaled, a warm breath spread from her delicate body, and the stiffness was greatly eased, and the ice blue of her eyebrows, hair, and fingertips also dissipated greatly, and even her cheeks had a hint of redness.

Qianluo smiled with satisfaction, and as soon as his spirit was relaxed, he felt that his eyes were dark, his chest was irritable, and he almost vomited blood.

No wonder Qianluo has always been favored by Yaoli, his qualifications are extraordinary, and his cultivation is very diligent, but he has not been able to pass the test of entering the Heavenly Mandate Hall since last year, and it turns out that he has to force out a drop of essence blood in his body every day to help Xian Xue suppress the cold poison in his body. And today he was whipped by Liu Chun, lost a lot of blood, and forced out a drop of essence blood, but he couldn't stand it.

The secret path is not good, and at the moment when he was about to fall crooked, Qianluo bit the tip of his tongue hard, dispelling the dizziness with this pain, and stood firm.

Slowly relieving himself, seeing that Xian Xue was silently refining the red mist, and did not notice, Qian Luofang breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the figure of Xian Xue, Qianluo's eyes suddenly appeared with a deep softness, and there was always a frame of extremely clear and almost sleepless pictures in his sea of consciousness, which was a tall and burly middle-aged man with a green beard and fierce eyes, and a white bright ice spike shot at his eyebrows, which was five years old. At that time, when he was young, he was about to be shot in the head, and Xian Xue, who was obviously seriously injured at the time, suddenly flew over from the side, and blocked the ice thorn for him with his back, and this is also the source of Xian Xue's suffering from **** day and night over the years......

The two sat down to eat. Qianluo looked at the egg in the bowl, this was the one he deliberately left in the morning and wanted to let Xian Xue eat it, Xian Xue was naturally reluctant to eat it, and left it for him to make dinner.

Qianluo split the egg in half and picked half of it for Xianxue.

Xian Xuedai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked at him with disgust. Qianluo smiled slightly, and said: "If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either, I said that if it's delicious, we will be half of each other." ”

Xian Xue looked helpless, she was gentle by nature, she had never been the opponent of Qianluo, who had a thick skin, so she had to eat the eggs in a small bite.

"Didn't pass the entrance test today?"

"Just a little bit. But as expected, I just wanted to try my luck, because I would definitely give me another chance tomorrow because I wanted to leave the school. Qianluo said indifferently, "However, tomorrow I can't be negligent, before the test tomorrow, you first use the 'Heavenly Pulse Palace Crossing Technique' to force the qi and blood in my body to my right arm, which is enough for me to pierce the heavy armor with one shot, - I am short of qi and blood, so there is no problem in passing the test." ”

Xian Xue slowly drank the white porridge, did not make a sound, only nodded.

Originally, I thought that Xian Xue would object, but I didn't expect her to acquiesce, and Qianluo, who was already ready to say something, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heavenly Vein Crossing the Palace" is a kind of magic that can stimulate the potential of the human body, and even if the old man is in his old age, if he is used this technique, it is enough to become a fierce young man. However, this kind of magic is extremely harmful to the body, and it can even be said that there are endless troubles, because it is at the cost of the future vitality of the human body, but at the moment, Qianluo can't care so much, first pass the current level, and obtain the qualification to enter the Heavenly Mandate Palace.