Ye Qinghuan suspiciously put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, fortunately, it was a smell of herbs.

Lin Qingyu thought she was going to eat, so she hurriedly stopped, "Senior sister, it's okay or don't take medicine." ”

Ye Qinghuan poured the pill into the porcelain bottle, stuffed it with a wooden stopper, and hid it in the Qiankun bag babyishly, "Don't worry, I'm not sick, and I don't like drugs, I will hide it well, this thing can save my life at a critical time!" ”

After reading the meeting gift given by the immortals, Ye Qinghuan was full of expectations for Sun Buer's gift, how to say that he was also the head of the faction, and he was still the master of his relatives, and the gift he gave was always better than that of his uncle.

She opened it with gusto, and—

The face is green.

This is a bag of green melon seeds.

Yes, that's right, it's the melon seeds that Sun Buer was excited about when he first appeared.

That's too perfunctory, isn't it?

No, when he gets out of the customs, he has to make up for it!

Compared to Ye Qinghuan's green face, Lin Qingyu took three steps back directly.

"I just wanted to ask, what are you afraid of?" Ye Qinghuan held the bag of melon seeds in his palm and sent it forward.

Lin Qingyu immediately retreated to the courtyard.

"Don't don't come here, keep your distance!"

"Isn't it mustard? Why are you so disgusting? ”

"Mustard? What mustard? ”

"It's a sauce made from flour made from mustard seeds!"

"I don't know what mustard seeds, but this ...... Not really! ”

"Then what are these melon seeds fried with?"

Lin Qingyu hesitated for a long time, "Senior sister, don't ask, you won't want to know, you ...... You just throw it away! ”

Damn, I want to know more!

"Senior sister, it's not early, it's hard to travel, you repair it first, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

Before the words fell, the person had long since disappeared.

…… Speechless!

Ye Qinghuan pinched a melon seed and looked left and right, put it under his nose and sniffed it, he really couldn't see anything disgusting, isn't this similar to mustard.

I was about to put it in my mouth to eat, and I thought of Lin Qingyu's appearance like a snake and scorpion, and even the iceberg face of the weasel didn't hold its expression, and this mouth couldn't go down.

“…… Never mind! She put away the melon seeds and threw them into her Qiankun bag, "Let's put them first, who knows when they will be used." ”

In the past few days, she has been sleeping in the open air, and the experience of Edgeworth is really bad, which will settle down and relax, and she only feels heavy from her eyelids to her limbs.

The evening breeze is blowing, the clouds are rolling up, and the Wuxiang Peak separates the day and night, presenting a strange magnificence.

Ye Qinghuan leaned against the wooden window and sat on the couch to relax.

An acacia flower floated from the acacia tree in front of the window, and Ye Qinghuan lazily lifted his eyelids, "Third Senior Brother, don't you usually walk?" ”

On the branch of the tree squatted on one knee a man in a dark robe, holding the trunk of the tree with one hand and the other on his knee, his cold and glamorous complexion was more magnificent than the scenery behind him.

The weasel's face was expressionless, "Senior brother told you to eat." ”

Ye Qinghuan tilted his head, and his eyes fell on the grim face of the weasel, it was really unimaginable, how could a person who was as cold as the clay statue in the temple become a licking dog?

Probably because her inquiring gaze was too straight and scorching, and the weasel's frozen face was a little unbearable, and he unnaturally turned his face away and groped around his waist.

Before he could see what it was, a black mass of stuff rushed at Ye Qinghuan and smashed down his head and face.

Damn, what is the tradition of turning your face and doing it coldly?

Ye Qinghuan looked confused, and instinctively reached out to catch it.

Well?

A long, slender stick, wrapped in black cloth.

She unfolded the black cloth and looked at it, almost throwing what she was holding out.

It's actually a whistle made of finger bones.

There was still dry flesh left on the bones, and the flesh was black, as if it had been poisoned.

"It's ......"

"Greetings."

The phantom flickered, and the figure on the acacia tree had long since disappeared.

The corners of Ye Qinghuan's mouth twitched, and he took a dried finger as a greeting gift, worthy of being Sun Buer's personal disciple!

She shouted into the empty courtyard, "Third Senior Brother, you haven't told me what this thing is for!" ”

All she answered was the rustle of the evening breeze blowing through the leaves.

After a pause, he suddenly remembered what he was here for, and shouted speechlessly, "You haven't told me where to eat?" ”

"Well," she said to herself, "is there a normal person in this place!" ”

With a chuckle, a long figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

At night, a lone lamp, white clothes fluttering.

"Damn,!"

Ye Qinghuan was frightened by this elusive scene.

The white-clothed ghost spoke, "Little junior sister." ”

The corners of Ye Qinghuan's mouth twitched, he thought about it, and shouted, "Senior brother? ”

"It's me."

It's not a ghost who comes, it's a big brother who returns to the mountain to catch ghosts.

Ghost in White...... Ah no, the elder brother pushed open the door of the fence and walked in, his face intertwined with light and shadow.

Only then did Ye Qinghuan see his face clearly.

What is called a person made of jade snow, he is talking about him.

He has silver hair and white eyelashes. His color was pale from head to toe, and even his pupils were pale gray.

Compared to the Weasel, he is like a demon.

A fairy spirit.

Speaking of which, in the entire Yuanji Gate, he is the one who has the most immortal cultivation fan.

The senior brother spoke very gently, "I saw that the third senior brother came alone, so I guess he didn't tell you the place." ”

He stopped in front of the window with a lamp, and his voice paused, as if he had only seen the bone whistle in the girl's hand, "This is ......"

Ye Qinghuan looked down, "The meeting gift from the third senior brother." ”

The senior brother raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled slightly, "This is his treasure, you have to keep it well." ”

Treasure...... Baby?

A dried finger bone?

The body of the third senior brother will not be ...... Dogs, right?

Ye Qinghuan thought of her childhood old dog Yasha, and suddenly understood why the third senior brother wanted to tie his headscarf, he must have to hide his ears!

"What's the use of this baby?" Since the senior brother knew about this thing, Ye Qinghuan hurriedly asked, could it be that he was hungry and took it out to nibble on the pad of his stomach.

"He didn't tell you?" The elder brother asked rhetorically.

"He squatted on a tree and pretended to be a force, except for telling me to eat, he threw me a bone, and then he disappeared." Ye Qinghuan shrugged.

"Let him tell you about it later."

Ye Qinghuan: ............

The senior brother did not intend to overstep his bounds and solve her doubts.

He took out a small wooden box from his sleeve and placed it on the windowsill, "Senior brother came back in a hurry, I didn't have time to prepare any good things, this is what I got in a secret realm before, give it to my little sister to play with." ”

The small wooden box of tofu is like a dried, square, simple and simple, not as big as Ye Qinghuan's palm.

The senior brother was gentle and gentle, and Ye Qinghuan was unconsciously ladylike, "Can you open it?" ”

"Of course."

When the box opened, it turned out to be an irregular purple gem.

Ye Qinghuan looked at the senior brother in surprise.

This is the Immortal Cultivation Realm, so this is definitely not a simple purple gem.