"How do I seem to have seen this totem somewhere?" Bihai leaned over his face, saw Helan Yunlian's concentration, and also looked at the things inside.

"You've seen it?" Helan Yunlian spoke dumbly.

"I feel like I've seen it vaguely, but I can't remember anything......" Bihai shook his head, if it couldn't remember clearly, it should be something inconsequential.

Helan Yunlian pondered for a moment, and then stuffed the bead into the yin and yang gossip bead.

"Hmm, it hurts!" Leng Qianyue on the bed suddenly gasped, opened her eyes and saw Helan Yunlian and Bihai beside her bed, and was startled.

After a little recollection, I remembered what happened before.

"How's that drying?"

Seeing that she was asking about the tree spirit, Helan Yunlian's eyes revealed a touch of tenderness, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, once the vine demon dies, the tree spirit will naturally be fine." It's just that to get back to normal dryads, I'm afraid it will take time to wash. As for that young man, he was controlled by the vine demon, and now he is fine, you can rest assured......"

Leng Qianyue nodded, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Everything has a spirit, and immortals should not be swept into the filth and lose their lives." ”

"Then your life is not your life?" Helan Yunlian showed her white teeth, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she reached out and took out a brocade box from her sleeve robe.

"If I hadn't come back this time, I don't know what would have happened. I don't want to give you this gift. ”

As soon as the words fell, Leng Qianyue endured the pain, reached out and snatched the box, "Take out the gift in your hand, how can there be any reason to take it back." ”

Seeing her anxious appearance, Bihai laughed.

"Speaking of which, I haven't received a gift in a long time, so it's hard for you to still miss me." Leng Qianyue pulled open the brocade on the box, and the moment she opened the box, a purple jade hairpin was revealed.

Several panicles stand side by side, and the color of the petals, the lighter the color is at the edges, which is the hairpin of the sycamore flower.

Seeing that Leng Qianyue was stunned, Helan Yunlian couldn't help but be a little surprised, "You don't like it?" ”

Leng Qianyue was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "Do you know the flower language of the sycamore flower?" ”

"Flower language?" Helan Yunlian frowned suspiciously, "What is the language of flowers?" ”

"Poof!" Leng Qianyue burst out laughing, looking at the hairpin in her hand, a touch of tenderness crossed her eyes, "Thank you." The lips bloomed in a slight arc, so amazing that it seemed that thousands of flowers were competing to open.

Helan Yunlian was stunned, such a warm smile, he saw it for the first time on Leng Qianyue's face. I have to admit that such a cold Qianyue made his heart tremble inadvertently.

"Have a good rest these days, if anything goes wrong, I don't care." Helan Yunlian suddenly got up, left a word, and turned to leave.

Leng Qianyue sneered, reached out and took out the hairpin. The cold hairpin, the moment it touched the hand, there was a trace of warmth.

"Gift, although it's a little late, it's still a birthday gift......" Leng Qianyue said, the smile on her face brightened.

Ziluo stood outside, saw Helan Yunlian coming out, and hurriedly followed, "Lord, your injuries are only healed, why are you going to save Qianyue again." This has been going on and on, and I am afraid that there will be no hope of recovery. ”

Helan Yunlian paused, "Ziluo, your nonsense is getting more and more." ”

"The subordinates don't dare." Ziluo hurriedly lowered her head, but her eyes were filled with resentment, staring at the closed window.