Xiao Tong smacked his tongue in surprise: "Childe, this princess is getting more and more powerful now, and she can compare with her master." ”

Wen Yizhi listened to the direction of the sound of the sword, his godless blue eyes followed the voice, and he wanted to imagine the scene of her fighting with the master in his mind, but he who had never seen them, all he could imagine was a blank.

"Ahem, ahem." Wen Yizhi took out his armkerchief and began to cough again, and Zhihua asked him to go back to the house nervously.

It's been a whole year, his sense of smell and taste has returned, and he doesn't know whether to thank her or blame her......

The dark night sky has no moon or stars, and the whole night seems to be covered by a huge black cover, which is oppressive and breathless.

"Now, Yizhi, everyone has a secret, and what is your secret?" The woman's gentle breezy voice appeared again in his dream.

It's as if ---- her, snooping on her secrets.

In his sleep, he was awakened again, reached out and touched his forehead, cold sweat dripping. He rubbed open the window, and the clear cold wind blew through his beautiful and delicate face, which also cleared his mind a lot.

"Are you trying to cover up something, or do you simply not want to be healed?" The bewitching voice rang in his ears again, as mysterious and hazy as the cold moon in the night.

Wen Yizhi pulled the quilt on his body and wrapped himself tightly, so that he could not be found and could not ......

Early the next morning, Yun Qiange was called to the room by the master.

"Master, if you have something to say, I'll go to practice if you don't have anything to say, do you know that your apprentice is very busy." Yun Qiange sat on the stool and crossed Erlang's legs, poured a glass of wine, and said in a dignified manner.

"It's not big or small, I don't know why I accepted you as a conscienceless apprentice in the first place." The old man of Destiny snorted, snatched the wine from Yun Qian's singer and drank it.

Yun Qiange rolled his eyes, your apprentice will not pour wine for you if he has no conscience, and he knows that you are going to rob it.

"Do you remember what the teacher promised you?" The old man put the wine glass on the table, stood in front of the window with his back to his hands, and his tone was rare with a sense of seriousness.

Yun Qiange raised his eyebrows and said, "Remember, is the master going to tell me the whereabouts of the arsoside fruit?" "It's been a year, and the master hasn't mentioned the matter of arbutin fruit, and she thinks the master has forgotten.

"Well, there is one arbutin fruit in a hundred years, there are three days left from the last one hundred years, and the bear fruit in Fengxia Valley is formed in three days, this fruit can not only detoxify and nourish the skin, but also increase the power of a hundred years, and it has always been a treasure that people all over the world flock to."

"That should be dangerous, right?" Tapping his hand on the table one by one, Yun Qiange said in a deep voice.

"It just so happens that you can go to exercise, it is said that there were thousands of people who entered the valley last time, and when they came back, there were only a few dozen people left. The old man turned his head and moved his gaze to Yun Qiange, gloating.

Yun Qiange twitched the corners of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart: Master, are you sure you are not playing with me, the cheap and deadly arbutin fruit in modern pharmacies has become a priceless treasure? What youth is not old? Increase the power of a hundred years? If this were the case, arbutin in pharmacies would have been sold out long ago, everyone would be young, and those skin care products and beauty salons would have closed down.

Although arbutin has the effect of nourishing the skin, it is only for the skin, what kind of world is this! Could it be that even the fruit can be genetically mutated????