Chapter 62: I'll be beaten to death by my mother
Lan Zhi immediately realized that this was a very unpopular or even out-of-the-way method, and it had even been lost.
She didn't want to give up, so she asked, "Do you know where to find unpopular information?" ”
Chang Lize immediately stood up proudly: "Needless to say, of course it is the Wende Hall of our Star Academy." ”
He was afraid that Lan Zhi would not believe it, so he added: "Although it is said that our Star Academy has not had a good reputation over the years, its heritage is definitely not comparable to other Star Academy, you see, even a strong person like Danyi Shuangzun has to come and borrow the classics." ”
Lan Zhi was pleasantly surprised: "Can I enter?" ”
Chang Lize said righteously: "Of course, outsiders can't enter casually. ”
But then Chang Lize lowered his voice, "I'll find a way to take you in." ”
Lan Zhihuo stood up: "It's better to go now." ”
Chang Lize glanced at her: "You can only go when you finish warming your soul." Otherwise, I would have been beaten to death by my mother before we arrived at the Wende Palace. ”
Lan Zhi was helpless, so he had to suppress his impulse and obediently warm his soul.
After soaking in the medicinal bath on the first day, Lan Zhi found that the body's ability to absorb the medicinal liquid was much stronger than they expected, far from reaching the level of saturation, and the second day decisively added one more medicinal material, but it was still not saturated after soaking, and on the third day, she directly took three portions, and Chang Lize was speechless: "Aren't you in pain?" ”
Lan Zhi had been in pain for nearly three months because of his soul injury, and he had long been immune to the small pain of taking a medicinal bath, and he didn't feel much of it, so he was a little surprised when he heard this: "Does it hurt?" ”
Chang Lize looked her up and down, he always felt that she had a kind of temperament on her body that Taishan collapsed and her face remained unchanged, no matter what happened to her, she could deal with it safely, even when she was sewing her soul, she did not lose her temper.
Thinking of this, Chang Lize held her face with her hands and looked at her with burning eyes: "I have always wanted to ask you, how did you endure the pain of the soul so much?" ”
Lan Zhi didn't want to recall the pain of sewing the soul at all: "Don't mention it, I feel pain all over my body when you mention it." ”
After only two days of soaking in the three servings, Lan Zhi's soul was completely healed.
Early in the morning, she jumped out of the bathtub after soaking in the medicinal bath, dressed as fast as she could, and ran to Chang Lize excitedly: "My soul is healed, I can go out, let's go to Wende Hall now, right?" ”
These days, Chang Lize temporarily moved next door to her in order to keep an eye on her, and he had just woken up at this time, and when he opened the door, he saw her standing there in a cloak, and was startled: "Are you there?" ”