Chapter 340 is comparable to a stinky fish that has been dead for three days

Yin Xue reached out and pinched Mo Yechen's wrist holding her temple.

Mo Yechen opened his eyes slightly, looked at the fingers on his wrist, and sighed: "Yinxue, you don't have to probe the pulse at any time, you are already very clear about my physical condition." ”

Yin Xue lowered her eyes and was silent, quietly probing her pulse.

After a while, he withdrew his hand and asked softly, "The bottle...... Zijin Heart Pill, have you taken it? ”

Now, without waiting for Mo Yechen to answer, Yun Lingxi opened his mouth: "In the early hours of this morning, Chen suddenly had heart palpitations, and I gave him one." ”

Speaking of palpitations, Yun Lingxi's beautiful eyes flashed with deep fear.

This morning, before dawn, the man who was sleeping well next to him suddenly groaned in pain.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that his hand was pressed tightly to her heart, and his pale lips were instantly bitten out by him with a little blood.

Yun Lingxi sat up suddenly, but he didn't dare to move him, so he had to hold his wrist and slowly enter the internal breath.

Even though it was just a drop in the bucket, she still insisted on using internal breath every night to warm his heart and relieve his pain.

"Zijin ......" Mo Yechen closed his eyes, and his forehead was full of sweat.

Yun Lingxi just wanted to call Qingluan, who was guarding outside the door, when he heard Mo Yechen's two words that were almost inaudible, he didn't want to think about it, took out the white jade bottle, poured out a fiery red pill and fed it into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, but after a while, Mo Yechen's face improved, and he fell asleep groggily.

She didn't believe the person who delivered the medicine, but she believed Chen.

It's a contradiction, but sometimes, people are such strange creatures.

I don't dare to ask for something given by strangers, but as long as the people around me are sure, I dare to accept it without hesitation.

Fortunately, the pill given by the strange man was indeed better than that refined by Yinxue.

Chen woke up after a sleep, and his complexion was much better than before.

It's a pity that there are only nine pills left.

Yun Lingxi licked her lips, her eyes narrowing slightly.

She had a hunch that she would see the man again soon.

When the time comes, ask him for more pills.

When a certain level of medicine or poison is reached, money is just a passing thing.

The exchange between the healer and the poisoner is either herbs and poisonous herbs, or ancient medicine prescriptions, or pills and poison pills.

Yin Xue's eyes flashed with surprise, and she nodded slightly: "That purple gold heart pill, the ingredients are extremely complex, and the herbs used are all hard to find, and even priceless, unless you know the prescription, you can't refine it at all." ”

After saying that, he pursed his lips.

Such a cherished pill, even if he knew the prescription, he was not sure to refine it.

Mo Yechen opened his eyes and glanced at him, with complexity in his eyes.

Yin Xue's medical attainments and talent were the best he had ever seen.

If Yinxue was willing, he wanted to bring him back to the Nether God Domain and let his uncle personally guide him to refine medicine.

Yun Lingxi's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and the color in the fox's eyes was dark, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

The night was quiet.

Bright stars, in the hazy moonlight, winking mischievously.

After a short time, Qin Ming went and returned.

He holds a plate in his hand and walks slightly stiffly.

His eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at the plate in his hand.

Looking at the familiar plate in his hand, Mercy Squinted.

glanced at Fu Shiyu, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Without waiting for them to think about it, Qin Ming put the plate on the table.

Several people at the table suddenly looked at each other.

In the blue and white porcelain plate, there are nine blue-and-white duck eggs.

Pity Chen, Fu Shihe, Murong Qing's eyes widened instantly, and his movements were unified and neat, and he slid back with the chair, away from the table.

Lian Chen looked at Mo Yechen with a pale face: "Cousin, what are you trying to do?" ”

This duck egg is the first dish that appears at the insect feast.

If he hadn't eaten those bugs, he would never have been afraid.

But now, even if he was told that worms could hatch in duck eggs, he believed it.

Mo Yechen raised his head, hooked his lips and chuckled: "Lingxi said, this thing nourishes yin and yang, you have been in the tomb for too long, give you some food to replenish yang." ”

Lian Chen's eyes widened suddenly: "Replenish yang qi? With this? ”

It's more than making up if you don't make it up.

Fu Shiyu cried with a sad face: "Brother-in-law, don't torture your brother like this." ”

He knew it.

In his previous life, he had seen a detailed introduction on TV, so he naturally knew the specific production process of this thing.

But that doesn't mean he's okay with it.

Mo Yechen stroked Xuetuan's hair, her face was beautiful, and her thin lips opened lightly: "It's not pro, it's dry." ”

Fu Shiyu choked and looked at Yun Lingxi for help: "Sister, help." ”

Yun Lingxi ignored his eyes, picked up the snow ball nested in Mo Yechen's arms and threw it to Yinxue, took his hand to play with it, smiled heavily on his red lips, and spit out two words coldly: "Don't save it." ”

Her beauties clearly wanted to see the jokes of these people, and she was too late to help the beauties, how could she ruin the beauty's interest.

"You've eaten all the maggots, and you're still afraid of this duck egg?" Mo Yechen spit out a sentence coolly.

Between Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes, there was a strong smile.

"Sister...... Brother-in-law...... Don't take such a bully. Murong Qing had a white face, wanting to cry without tears.

He didn't even say that he wanted to eat special dishes, he was simply innocent.

Pity Chen, Fu Shiyu, Qin Ming heard Mo Yechen mention maggots, only to feel that his stomach was tumbling badly, and his face turned pale.

Dugu Wu dragged her chin with a smile: "Quick, open one and take a look." ”

Yun Lingxi looked at the four people who were avoiding duck eggs like snakes and scorpions, and the banter between his eyebrows and eyes could barely be concealed.

She slowly raised her hand, pulled the strands of hair from her sideburns behind her ear, and slowly took a duck egg.

After a few actions, the four of them turned even paler.

Yun Lingxi looked sideways at Mo Yechen and chuckled: "Beauty, this duck egg tastes a little high, are you sure you want to open it?" ”

Mo Yechen leaned back in the chair and raised his eyebrows: "It's smelly?" ”

Yun Lingxi thought about it carefully and pondered the words: "The dead fish that has been dried for three days is probably the smell." ”

The corners of Fu Shiyu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but interject: "Hehe, sister, that taste, dead fish that has been dead for three years can't be compared." ”

Yun Lingxi rolled his eyes: "After three years of death, there are no bones left, how can there be any taste?" ”

The corners of Lianchen and Murong Qing's foreheads jumped.

Is that the point?

Are they sure they're off topic?

Mo Yechen took the silver spoon on the table and handed it to Yun Lingxi.

Looking at Mo Yechen's behavior of killing people and helping to set fires, the four of them almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Yun Lingxi's eyes were full of smiles, and he tapped the eggshell: "Actually, this thing has extremely high nutritional value, and it is really delicious." ”

As she spoke, she slammed the top of the eggshell open with a force in her hand.

Suddenly, as the eggshell shattered, a fishy smell came out.

Just as a breeze was blowing.

This is more than the rotten fish that has been dead for a few days, and the taste of the head fills this world.

If you want to be more distinctive, you will have more distinctiveness.

Just smelling the smell is enough to see its lethality.

In an instant, there was silence in the back garden.