The snow ginseng doll blinked, her crimson eyes were the same color as the ginseng seeds, and her voice was soft and cute: "The effect of eating ginseng seeds is better than the effect of ginseng juice and meat, and it will be restored tomorrow." Sister, give it to you. ”

A smile rose at the corner of her lips, Luo Qingyin stretched out her handkerchief and gently touched the little head of the snow ginseng doll, and said softly: "Ginseng seeds are your descendants, how can I eat them?" ”

"I want it!" The ink monkey saw that the ginseng seeds' eyes lit up, jumped to the shoulder of the snow ginseng doll, snatched the ginseng seeds with one paw, and stuffed them into his mouth without saying anything.

Luo Qingyin's eyes sank slightly: "Broken monkey, let go." ”

The ink monkey made a pause, and said confidently: "Eating the egg before the chick hatches is not a chicken!" Ginseng seeds are not considered his descendants before they are planted with snow ginseng! ”

It makes so much sense that the snow ginseng doll actually agreed: "People produce nine pieces every year, and not every one can open the spiritual intelligence, and not every one can live for hundreds or thousands of years, so it doesn't matter." ”

Luo Qingyin understood.

If the ginseng seed cannot open the spiritual intelligence, it is no different from ordinary snow ginseng, and can be regarded as an ordinary ginseng seed.

However, even if she is not wise, these ginseng seeds still belong to the 10,000-year-old snow ginseng, and the effect is not comparable to ordinary ginseng seeds, no wonder he is willing to give her to eat.

After the snow ginseng doll persuaded Luo Qingyin, she stretched out her white, tender and chubby little hand towards the ink monkey: "Broken monkey, return the ginseng seeds to me." ”

The ink monkey glared at him dissatisfied: "Ye is so good to you, take you to play every day, and you don't give any to Ye, is it like words?" ”

The snow ginseng doll muttered in a low voice, "You are not injured......

"Bah, you're hurt!" The ink monkey threw the ginseng seeds to Luo Qingyin, and snorted heavily from his nose, "The things that the patient eats are not rare, squeak!" ”

The snow ginseng doll pouted, looked at the ink monkey with cute eyes, and said softly: "Broken monkey, you are so good." ”

The ink monkey who was awarded a good person card burst into tears instantly.

Luo Qingyin looked at the ginseng seeds in his hand, under the light of the night pearl, the ginseng seeds were dazzling, like rubies.

Flicking a ginseng seed into his mouth, Luo Qingyin felt the tempting ginseng fragrance, and immediately swallowed it in his stomach.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the ginseng seeds of 10,000-year-old snow ginseng, and the effect is more effective and comprehensive than that of baicao wine.

Soon, fine bits of itching and numbness came from the location of the wound, and Luo Qingyin stood there quietly, only to feel that the wound was like being eaten by countless ants inch by inch.

Clearly and directly into her consciousness.

It can't be lifted, it can't be controlled.

A thin layer of sweat secreted from her forehead, and this feeling was worse than being stabbed twice in the ribs!

It's worth it, though.

Knowing that if the wound is not completely healed, the irrepressible itching and numbness will not disappear, Luo Qingyin took another ginseng seed and said to the snow ginseng doll: "I only need two, and leave the rest for you." ”

The snow ginseng doll's moist and smart eyes looked at Luo Qingyin: "It's okay to eat them all." ”

Luo Qingyin laughed out loud.

The number one tonic in the world, if she eats them all, she will wait for a nosebleed.

With a smile, Luo Qingyin rubbed the head of the snow ginseng doll: "You help me keep it first." ”

The snow ginseng doll was finally happy, nodded and said, "Well, people help my sister keep it." ”

Turning around and walking to the water tank, Zi Yunchen still had his eyes closed.

Since there was no place to place it for the time being, she emptied the water in the tank and temporarily let him sit in it to recuperate.

Seeing him sitting with his legs bent, Luo Qingyin sighed inaudibly, and reached out and pressed it on his forehead.

Fortunately, the body temperature has dropped.

The danger period is over.

Pinching open Zi Yunchen's chin, Luo Qingyin sent the ginseng seeds into his mouth, and immediately sent him a Xuan Qi, sending the ginseng seeds straight into his dantian.

There's only so much she can do, and the rest is up to him.

Hope...... He could have woken up sooner!

"Squeak, stupid woman, you actually whitewashed the jar of spiritual spring water for a broken man?"

The tearful ink monkey didn't know where it came from, and when he saw Zi Yunchen sitting in the tank, he jumped to the edge of the tank in a hurry, and slapped Zi Yunchen's face with one paw.

Luo Qingyin quickly stopped it: "Don't, he's still unconscious." ”

"Then you can't wash him the vat he used to make wine!" The ink monkey cried on the rock of the tank, "My vat of winemaking has been ruined by you bad man......"

Luo Qingyin's forehead jumped with green tendons: "What do you mean to be ruined?" It's not ......."

When the ink monkey heard Luo Qing respond to it, he cried even more miserably, and rolled back and forth on the edge of the tank: "It's my baby who makes wine, it's closer than the little female monkey, stupid woman, you are a nasty ghost, it gets something else, it's dirty......"

Luo Qingyin: "......"

In less than a year in the human world, it has learned everything from the market.

Should she say it's a good learner?

The ink monkey did not give up, and continued to cry: "Jar, you used to fill the most delicious and mellow wine in the world, but now you can only hold men's bath water......"

Luo Qingyin couldn't listen to it anymore, let it cry, and took Zi Yunchen out of the tank.

The black monkey-shaped single figure only cried tiredly, glancing at Luo Qingyin's movements with the corner of his eye, and an upside-down onion fell from the edge of the tank, "Ah, it's so big——, squeak!" ”

Luo Qingyin turned his head in astonishment, and suddenly his face turned red and black with embarrassment, and he almost threw Zi Yunchen to the ground.

Can you talk well?

Every time she carried him into the tank and carried him out of the tank, she deliberately avoided her gaze.

Who knows this broken monkey......

Reaching out and taking out the Qingtian Doll cloak from the ring, Luo Qingyin blushed and said, "Shut up!" ”

The Ink Monkey screamed and swept away.

Luo Qingyin re-examined Zi Yunchen's body.

Under the effect of the 10,000-year-old snow ginseng seeds, the wound on his back is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The torn skin was still hideous, but the flesh was almost intact.

The only problem was that the spiritual spring water had not soaked his face, and a piece of abrasion on his cheek had not yet disappeared......

What a mistake!

The first beautiful man in the Cangyun Continent is out of phase like this.

Luo Qingyin carefully looked at Zi Yunchen's face, his eyes were slightly closed, his long eyelashes hung slightly, and he looked peaceful and quiet, as if he was not in a coma, but immersed in sleep.

Healed, it stands to reason that he should wake up, right?

Luo Qingyin reached out and gently rubbed the back of his hand.

However, Zi Yunchen did not react.

Try again, still no response.

Sighing softly, Luo Qingyin decided to give up waking him up, turned to the snow ginseng doll and said, "Xiaoxue, is there any elixir that can make the wound not leave a scar?" ”

The snow ginseng doll looked at Zi Yunchen and said with a puffed face: "Don't give it to bad men." ”

Luo Qingyin stroked his forehead and explained, "He's not a bad man, if he hadn't saved me in the magma world, I might be worse than him now." ”

Mao Dun Literature