"How do you feel? Is your body a little warm?" Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smile when he saw Wen Yan's blood-colored cheeks.

"Indeed, there is a warm current that keeps surging up the whole body, and the whole body gradually has strength. This medicinal soup is really powerful. ”

Wen Yan nodded excitedly in response. Slowly clenched his fists, and the smooth forearms faintly appeared with green silk. Jiang Cheng's vision was extremely powerful, and he aimed at his exposed forearm at a glance. Feeling the heat of the whole body, the smile on the immature little face renders the atmosphere. Wen Lan and her mother looked at Wen Yan with smiles on their faces. Even the old woman was already crying with excitement. Jiang Cheng crossed his arms and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Saved a life, and won the seventh-level floating slaughter. ”

Jiang Cheng said secretly in his heart, and then shifted his gaze to the medicinal soup that was still steaming. Seeing that Wen Yan's situation was getting better and better, he rubbed his chin and said secretly: "After only drinking one bowl, it has an effect, so the remaining decoction is really too much, right?

"Jiang Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

Disturbed by a numb voice, Jiang Cheng threw a puzzled look at her when he came back to his senses: "This decoction is too much, if it were him, he wouldn't make such a low-level mistake at all." ”

"Are you referring to the old man you want to know?" Wen Landai frowned slightly: "His strength is indeed a bit elusive, and when you asked my brother at the beginning, I was actually very strange. ”

"If you want to talk about it, if it cools down, it will be small, but it will be greatly discounted. In particular, there are many heating plants in it. If it was the guy I knew, I wouldn't do it. So that's all there is to it. ”

Jiang Cheng stood in front of the green medicinal soup that was so bright that it could reflect his shadow, and after hesitating, he still picked up the soup spoon and scooped out a little and drank it. Seeing this scene, Wen Lan inadvertently raised her eyebrows, and it wasn't until Jiang Cheng had already taken a few sips that she realized something, got up and took the soup spoon in Jiang Cheng's hand and scooped it up.

"Since so much is useless, then it can only be handed over to us. Don't drink in vain, don't drink. ”

Wen Lan stuck out her tongue at him, picked up the soup spoon and scooped out a little green potion and slowly walked to her mother. The old woman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved her hand to stop it. Wen Lan had long known that this would happen, so she glanced at her fiercely and said, "If you don't drink it quickly, I'll leave again." ”

Don't say it, it's still a true spirit. Hearing his daughter's threat, the latter sighed and slowly lowered the hands that were covering in front of him. Drinking the steaming green potion, the old woman's eyes suddenly brightened, and she let out a long breath, and even some of her dull face had a touch of blood.

"Mom, how do you feel?

Wen Lan looked at the smile on the corner of her mother's mouth that was not easy to find, and the intoxicating smile quietly bloomed. The old woman reached out and touched her daughter's head, then poked her head out and looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Young man, please take care of my family's Wen Lan in the future, her temper is sometimes not very good, please bear with me." ”

Jiang Cheng's body fought, and the corners of his mouth twitched in embarrassment. After meeting Wen Lan's somewhat cold eyes, he hurriedly scratched his head and bowed and said, "Thank you, Auntie, I will keep it in mind." Wen Lan: I'll take good care of it. ”

"Then my sister will entrust it to the eldest brother, looking at the eldest brother is the kind of martial artist who is very strong. In the future, I can also practice and become a martial artist. ”

Wen Yan's voice suddenly came, startling the three. Looking sideways at the little guy waving his fist with a ruddy face, the corners of Wen Lan's mouth raised a warm arc, but there was such a trace of strength in that arc. None of the people present noticed this subtle scene, not even the nearest old woman.

Wen Yan, get into the quilt. While the effect of the medicine does not go down, let it last for a while. ”

Jiang Cheng raised his chin and motioned for him to get into the quilt. Wen Yan nodded obediently, grabbed the corner of the quilt and quickly rushed in, and then stared at him and Wen Lan with fiery eyes. The latter two noticed a hot gaze staring at them, and they couldn't help but shudder.

Jiang Cheng subconsciously glanced at Wen Lan for help, but was unexpectedly refuted by the other party's gaze for help. Obviously he is a victim! Taking a deep breath helplessly, he forced out a smile to meet the hot gaze: "What, what's wrong, Wen Yan." There was no lack of stiffness in the words.

"It's nothing, I just want to hear how my brother and my sister met. ”

Sure enough! Jiang Cheng was suddenly frozen with embarrassment. At a loss, he looked at Wen Lan mechanically, and as expected, he was ruthlessly refuted again. Sighing, Jiang Cheng recounted the encounter between himself and Wen Lan. Of course, the dragon god and the lion mastiff king are excluded.

That is a secret that belongs to Jiang Cheng, and even if it is Wen Lan, it must not be too revealing.

"It turns out that you and your sister met like this? What is Brother Jiangcheng's strength? What is the martial soul? The Dragon Elephant Realm can actually beat my sister. ”

The questions that were thrown one after another made Jiang Cheng's interrogation dizzy, and it was not only Wen Yan who was a little puzzled, but also Wen Lan. When she first fought with Jiang Cheng, she just saw Jiang Cheng fighting with his monsters, and there was a period of time when it rained in the sky. Could it be that it is the materialization of the martial soul?

"Jiang Cheng, what exactly is your martial spirit? Actually, I'm also curious. ”

"I heard you right?!" Hearing the familiar crisp numb voice behind him, Jiang Cheng unexpectedly turned around and asked, "Why do you also want to know? Martial soul is a taboo for a martial artist, wouldn't it expose your own strength when you say it?" ”

"I can guess a thing or two if you don't say it. Wen Lan glanced at him playfully.

"So what about it?" Thinking carefully about the battle between himself and Wen Lan, Jiang Cheng looked at him with disdain.

"You control such a big monster, the martial soul must be in the form of a beast, and you can control the huge vines and rain, I think your martial soul must be closely related to nature. ”

After Wen Lan finished explaining, the corners of her mouth raised an arrogant arc, and her big eyes flashed with confidence. Jiang Cheng glanced at her and Wen Yan and laughed: "You're right! My martial soul is closely related to nature." So my martial soul is the forest. ”

"Don't you still have rain?

Hey, you don't have to dig into other people's old bottoms like this, right?" Jiang Cheng looked at the hot gaze, raised his forehead and thought for a moment and said, "There will be morning fog in the forest every morning, and there is moisture in the morning mist. Just gather them together and you're good to go. ”