After Qinglian left the cave, a long sigh came from the broken wooden stick.

"Alas, evil fate, you two, I don't know who is cheaper than whom, Qinglian, this child, is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, people who are not familiar with her think that she is as cold as iron, but those who know her know that she used to be an innocent little girl.

Over the years, in order to take charge of the Wa Palace, she has had to do a lot of evil and bad things, how can others understand the bitterness in her heart?"

"Child, if you can in the future, I hope you will treat her well......

In the broken stick, a leaf condensed.

The leaves are full of life, with a supreme and mysterious atmosphere, majestic and gentle.

This leaf is different from the leaves of the towering tree formed by Qinglian using broken wooden sticks, those are just leaves conjured by the Dao method, they are all fake.

And this is the leaf of the World Tree, the leaf of the real World Tree, that tree once supported the heavens and the earth, and then collapsed and dissipated, turning into countless plants and trees, forming life, and making the whole world vibrant.

And one of its leaves, the vitality contained in it, is naturally unimaginable.

At the beginning, Xin Yao even did not hesitate to let Han Yun call Aunt Qinglian for the sake of this leaf.

You can see how important this leaf is.

That leaf of the World Tree entered Han Yun's body and turned into countless vitality, filling his bloodline, providing vitality for his body and rejuvenating it.

Qinglian was alone, limping to the stream, it was summer, the weather was hot and dry, although the sky was full of dark clouds, it could rain at any time, but the temperature was still quite high.

Qinglian looked left and right, and after making sure that no one was peeping, she came to a big stone, slowly shed her dirty clothes, put them on the stone, and then slowly entered the water.

The stream was shallow, barely up to her knees, and her soft little peach sat on a stone in the stream, gently stirring up the stream, wiping and cleaning the blood stains on her body.

The woman with the highest status in the universe of the Wuchi Realm, the palace master of the Wa Palace, is like a young girl with spring at this moment, in the quiet valley, in the flowing stream, gently scrubbing her wonderful ketone body, offering the best of herself to her lover.

As soon as she thought of what was going to happen in a while, Qinglian's face was flushed, she was embarrassed, her fingers were clenched tightly, and she was a little white, she was really nervous.

In the past, she never dreamed that she would take the initiative to violate a man who was in a coma and sleep in a quiet and uninhabited land.

She washed very slowly, as if she was going to wash her whole body carefully.

She didn't know if her true love was clean, or if she was stalling for time, trying to make the next thing happen a little slower.

She bathed in the stream, her clothes were placed on the stones on the bank, she was a strong Emperor Wu, flying to the sky and the earth, with high skills, just like a fairy in the sky.

According to the traditional mythological plot, at this time, there should be a shameless and obscene person who herds cattle to secretly take away her clothes, and then tell her, fairy, you don't want others to see you naked, and I won't give you back your clothes unless you marry me.

Then they lived a life without shame, and then the Emperor of Heaven was furious, captured the fairies, and ordered them to see them only once a year......

Of course, if Qinglian encounters this situation, I am afraid that she will directly slap that man to death, although there is no vitality in her body and she is seriously injured, but the physical strength is still there, and it is still easy to deal with some ordinary people.

When the time comes, let alone the cattle herder, even the instigators of the old cow will have to be slapped to death.

It was a very remote valley, and there was no one there, so it was impossible for anyone to come and steal her clothes.

Qinglian washed very slowly, and it was not until more than an hour later, when raindrops began to fall from the sky, that she came out of the water, put on her clothes, picked up a branch at will, and limped towards the cave.

The summer rain came and went, just a small droplet, and a minute later, the rain fell and slapped on her face and body

Above.

She walked so slowly that it was impossible for her to be back in the cave in a minute.

Qinglian raised her head and looked at the sky, the heavy rain slapped her face mercilessly, wetting all her hair and clothes.

The weakness after the injury made her feel the biting cold.

She looked at the pouring rain and couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.

How did such a powerful person end up in this field?

The cold ice rain slapped indiscriminately on her face, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, but her eyes were red.

She walked for a long time in the heavy rain and with a wooden stick, and finally came to the cave.

After entering the cave, she sat on a large rock next to her, panting.

She turned her head to look at the pouring rain outside, and the curtain of water fell on the mouth of the cave, but fortunately, the ground outside the cave entrance was low, and the rain did not flow into the cave.

Qinglian sighed for a moment, then stood up again, came to Han Yun's side, and picked up her broken wooden stick.

"I've given him a leaf from the World Tree, and he's regained a lot of vitality now, but he still has to be consumed all the time, and if he doesn't eat, if he doesn't absorb his vitality, he will eventually die.

You don't have to waste time any longer, after you do it quickly, absorb the vitality, and you will be able to resume your cultivation."

In the broken wooden stick, Qinglian's master urged her.

"Don't rush, I'm so cold."

Qinglian picked up the broken wooden stick and held it in her arms, she was wet, she felt extremely cold, and instinctively wanted to find a warm place.

She lay down and hugged Han Yun tightly, using his body heat to warm her body.

The heavy rain was pouring down on the people outside, and the temperature also plummeted, Qinglian had no vitality to protect herself from the cold, and she shivered with cold, and even her consciousness began to blur.

She felt that her face was hot, very hot, but her body was extremely cold, shivering with cold, and her bones were curled up in a ball with cold feeling.

"Teacher...... Master...... I'm so cold, so cold......

Master looked at her snow-white face and white lips, and said worriedly,

"Child, do you have a fever?"

"Fever...... What do you mean?"

"It's a mortal's disease, after the rain and low temperature, you will get sick, your body will have a fever, if you don't treat it, you will burn your brain and burn your body, if you lie down in the bed, you can take medicine and sweat, you will get better, but now under this condition, we have nothing.

You don't have to wait any longer, hurry up, as long as you can take out the Yuan Crystal, everything will be fine.

You're not a mortal, you're a Martial Emperor powerhouse!"