Seeing that Zi Yunchen's face was like a mountain cold snow, Han Tianyin hurriedly explained: "Three months ago in the Soul Clan Inheritance Land, if it wasn't for Luo Qingyin's rescue, Xiangyu probably wouldn't have been able to come out today." After going back, Xiangyu told the old man the ins and outs of the matter, just to find the antidote, and it has been delayed until today. ”

After Luo Qingyin released the more than 300 Yin Witches in the Ecstasy Tower, many people came to thank him, but he remembered Luo Qingyin in his heart and ignored it.

Now that Luo Qingyin is almost good, he is also in the mood, and he smiled slightly: "Second Elder, please." ”

The gate of the Purple Mansion was closed again, and all the noise was shut out.

When he arrived at the front hall, Han Ling took out the gift from the ring, in addition to the unique spirit jade of Kunshan, there were also many extremely high-grade spirit grasses, one of which happened to be the thunder flow flower that Luo Qingyin needed to reshape his muscles and bones.

Zi Yunchen raised his eyebrows and led the three of them to take their seats.

After everyone retreated, Han Tianyin smiled and said: "Xiangyu can be saved, thanks to your quasi-princess Luo Qingyin, now Xiangyu wants to thank her in person, can you invite her out to talk about it?" ”

Zi Yunchen looked out the window when he heard this, and saw Xiao Luo Qingyin sitting on the swing, looking at the petals falling on his body for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became a little more stunned: "She accidentally injured her muscles and bones some time ago, and she has not recovered so far, so I am afraid it is inconvenient to come out." ”

"Oh?" Han Tianyin's face froze, "It's not a trivial matter to hurt your muscles and bones, you have to recuperate." There is an uncle in my sect who has been studying related Dan recipes for many years, but he has some experience. If His Royal Highness King Rui doesn't mind, I have a few bottles of elixir here, but I can let her try it. ”

Zi Yunchen was not polite, nodded in thanks and accepted the pill.

After the two chatted for a while, Han Tianyin sighed: "The old man came this time, and I want to ask her about something cheekily, hoping that His Highness can convey it." ”

Zi Yunchen's eyes were not shocked: "Please speak." ”

Han Tianyin frowned and said: "Xiangyu has been poisoned by a poison called Yin Yin Poisonous Blood in the inheritance land of the Soul Clan, and the old man has searched the classics to no avail. Xiangyu remembered that she had mentioned it in the Ecstasy Tower, so she ......"

Zi Yunchen's eyes condensed slightly, and he was secretly glad in his heart that he didn't publicize it after Luo Qingyin was hit by the poisonous blood, otherwise, the person who came to ask for medicine alone would be enough to level the threshold of Zifu.

If he really has an antidote, that's it.

Even Luo Qingyin's sequelae of relieving yin poisonous blood and causing muscles and bones to shrink and become a child have not been resolved.

He really didn't want to do much, so he said, "This medicine has been heard by the king." But don't talk about her, even the master of this king, she is helpless. ”

Han Tianyin's face turned pale suddenly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Elder Danshenghu is also helpless?" ”

Zi Yunchen nodded: "Yes." ”

Han Tianyin couldn't help but look at Han Xiangyu, Han Xiangyu's face was pale, and her body trembled slightly, but she just pulled out a smile and said in a low voice: "It's okay, Master." I'm already very satisfied that I can save my life, but we can't solve this poison. ”

Han Tianyin's face was sad, he shook his head, and didn't say anything more.

Zi Yunchen took the expressions of the two of them in his eyes, thought for a moment, and asked Ying Yi to present the two classics of Yin Yin and Poisonous Blood: "When this king came back from the inheritance of the soul clan, he accidentally found a book from the relics of the flying soul son, which may be useful to you. ”

Han Tianyin was suddenly overjoyed: "Can you borrow the old man to take a look?" ”

Zi Yunchen smiled slightly: "Please." ”

For safety reasons, he didn't give the Yin Yin Poisonous Blood production process, nor did he give the Soul Clan's god-making plan, but only gave the ink monkey the classics he found from the Xuanfeng Academy's Sacred Peak Library Hall.

There was only one antidote in that book, and that was the blood of the true immortals!

Whether or not they can find the blood of true immortals depends on their creation.

Han Tianyin opened the book as if it were a treasure, but after seeing that it was full of ancient characters, the old man twitched, and coughed dryly: "The old man is only a shallow learner, and he can't understand these words, can you let the old man borrow it back and ask the seniors in the door to translate?" ”

Ziyunchen is a good person to the end: "It's okay, just take a copy back." ”

After Han Tianyin left, Zi Yunchen immediately instructed the Shadow Ten Guards to pack their luggage, and he walked to the swing and picked up a petal that fell on her head: "Kitten, we're moving." ”

Xiao Luo Qingyin habitually stretched out her hands to him and motioned for him to hug.

When she was hugged into the crook of her arm, she remembered in hindsight that it was a shame to beg for such a thing, and her pink and tender little face was irrepressibly dyed with a touch of red.

Afraid of being detected by him, she turned her face slightly and asked, "Where did you move to?" ”

Zi Yunchen saw that although she pretended to be calm, her face was rarely a little shy, and the corners of her lips hooked up a touch of banter: "You can live wherever you go." ”

June Drift Fire only appears in June.

Now that there is still some time before June, Zi Yunchen has put the center on Xiao Luo Qingyin's recovery of memory.

After leaving Baiyan City, Zi Yunchen drew a route according to the place that Luo Qingyin was familiar with, from near to far, city by city, to help her sort out her memories.

The first is Snow City.

Accompanied by Zi Yunchen, Snow Ginseng Doll and a small hair group, Xiao Luo Qingyin walked around Ruixue City in a stop-and-go manner, not only went to Ruixue City Baicao Hall, but also walked through the Alchemist Guild and the Refiner Guild that he had been to, and lived in the inn where he once lived.

Same inn, same yard.

After putting the nine-tailed snow fox home to visit relatives, Xiao Luo Qingyin took a deep breath of clear air and put a lot of things he bought by the way when he went out to walk in the flower hall.

There are snacks sold at roadside stalls, pen, ink, paper and inkstones for the inner garden of the palace, dazzling jewelry, and a lot of rouge gouache......

Zi Yunchen sat aside to deal with official business, raised her head from time to time, and watched with interest as she glanced at her things and threw them aside.

This inn is full of memories.

Here, Xue Jianze gave her nine hundred and ninety-nine meteorite ice flowers, but he cut them off halfway.

Here, for the first time, Luo Qingyin showed her ability to write with her left hand more beautifully than her right hand in front of him.

Here, she learned to refine the Warm Pill.

Here she is angry with him because he never sent her flowers.

Thinking of this, Zi Yunchen picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the paper and handed them to Ying Yi, who was waiting on the side.

Keichi immediately took the order and left.

Zi Yunchen turned around and looked at Xiao Luo Qingyin, who was unfolding the drawing paper, under the reflection of the snow, the little girl's face was surprisingly beautiful, and the pink and jade facial features all contained a shallow halo, like Youtan blooming in the dark night, straight to the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly I wanted to kiss her.

However, she is still so young......

Zi Yunchen's entanglement lasted tightly for a second, and then he left it behind.

The slender hand as jade picked her up, the corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Little kitten, can I help you recover your memory?" ”

Mao Dun Literature