Lin Jingcheng looked at the intimate interaction between her cousin and her aunt with envy, and imagined in her mind that she was holding her arm, coquettish and cute, and shook her body coldly, giving up this plan.

"Auntie, Fuxi has one more thing to ask you, can my father's injury be repaired by the elixir?"

Lin Fuxi smiled happily, didn't forget the business, and looked for the elixir that could cure the emperor from the large amount of elixir.

"Nope."

Hearing her say the reason for the emperor's injury, he shook his head regretfully: "There is no cure for the damage caused by the Immortal Dust Pill, and you must wait until a hundred years later before you can take the psychic fruit again to breed spiritual roots." ”

"Does it have to be a hundred years?"

Lin Fuxi stopped smiling, and his eyes lost their brilliance.

"Without a hundred years of cultivation, the body cannot bear the pain of breeding spiritual roots."

She couldn't bear to see her too sad, so she thought about it for a while, printed an ancient recipe with spiritual power, delivered it to her, and comforted her softly.

"You are a good boy, for the sake of your father, put away this prescription, take medicine according to the prescription, you can quickly repair your body functions, and with the longevity pill, your father's body may not be impossible to recover in advance."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Lin Fuxi's eyes lit up, she couldn't hide her surprise, and she smiled again: "Grandma is the best, Fuxi likes her grandmother the most." ”

"Huh."

Looking at her at night, it was like seeing herself who had been coquettish beside her elders.

I miss it so much!

Compared to the long years of cultivating immortals, that period was short, but it was an extremely happy time.

She thought to herself, looking at Lin Fuxi's gaze even more doting.

"Aunt Xie!"

Lin Jingcheng was grateful and also accompanied his beloved wife to thank him.

"Orange, you come, my aunt and grandmother also have a meeting gift for you."

Si Ye looked at the handsome eyebrows, excellent juniors, and the eyebrows and eyes became more and more gentle.

"Hmm."

Lin Jingcheng stepped forward as he said, and his heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat.

"You take this bamboo whistle."

Si Ye took out a bamboo whistle that was exactly the same as the one blown by Lin Fuxi from the storage ring, and put it in the palm of his hand: "When you are in danger, blow it, no matter where you are, your aunt and grandmother can find it." ”

"Aunt Xie."

Lin Jingcheng couldn't help but be overjoyed, put it away properly, and bowed respectfully.

"The children raised by the fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law just know how to count etiquette."

smiled and smiled in the night, and there was a flash of banter in his eyes.

Ye Xiuyan happened to see the fast, almost invisible hint of banter, and couldn't help flashing the three words of little old-fashioned in her mind.

"Poof."

She couldn't hold back for a moment and burst out laughing.

Xiuyan smiled, it seems that what Ben Xianjun said is not wrong.

As if sensing her thoughts, she blinked and exchanged a tacit glance with her.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiuyan held back a smile and nodded vigorously.

Lin Jingcheng was a little confused: "What are you laughing at?" ”

With a sly smile, she made a silent gesture towards Ye Xiuyan: "Let's not tell him." ”

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiuyan comprehended.

"What?"

Lin Jingcheng was confused and even more confused.

"Hahaha."

Si Ye and Ye Xiuyan looked at him with a confused look on his face, and couldn't stop smiling.

A woman's heart is a needle!

The ancients did not deceive me!

Lin Jingcheng didn't know why, and several cold sweats dripped from the back of his head.

～

"Children, you can't stay too long, where are you going next, grandma will give you a ride."