This is a good thing for Moli's future martial arts.

However, with her current strength, I am afraid that she will not be able to suppress the power of the Heavenly Dao in her body.

"Thank you."

"As I said before, I owe you a favor, and now it's just a matter of paying it back."

Bai Yourong's red lips lightly spat out a cigarette, followed by a word, and said, "That Qianyuan Creation Pill, are you going to give it to your wife?" ”

The voice fell, and Yebei did not answer.

This is indeed what he thinks in his heart, and when Moli wakes up, let him take it.

Now that Mo Li has returned to the martial arts, his body is weak, and this Creation Pill can just consolidate the true qi in his dantian.

"He's really a good man who loves his wife."

Seeing that Yebei didn't speak, Bai Yourong's red lips opened lightly, but it was difficult to hide the strange voice in his tone.

She had already guessed this.

When Yebei heard this, he suddenly frowned, turned around and wanted to leave.

"You also know how rare it is."

A word floated in, and it did not stop the footsteps of Yebei's departure.

"It can be said that after this Qianyuan Creation Pill is given to your wife, in the future, there will be no more such pills."

……

The voice fell, and Yebei had already stepped down the steps.

He heard Bai Yourong's words, and he knew better what the other party meant.

That is to let himself go to the Guwu Swamp to find Xuanye Grass.

It's just that Yebei is not ready to go, even if there is really Xuanye grass in it, or it is a treasure of heaven and earth.

His identity is the master of the Zhu God Temple, and his duty is to guard the frontier of thousands of miles, not those warriors in the society, and he can do whatever he wants.

Taking out a spirit grass from the secret room, Yebei returned to the room again, glanced at Mo Li, who was still asleep, and moved to the living room to sit cross-legged and recover from the injuries in his body.

As the sun rises, the room is flooded with warm sunlight through the windows.

On the bed, Gu Moli's long eyelashes moved slightly, and slowly opened her eyes, the dazzling sunlight made her instinctively raise her snow-white arm, and her slender fingers moved to her face to cover it.

With his bare feet on the floor, he gently pushed the window open.

A breath of fresh air hit her face, her eyes closed slightly, and she couldn't stop taking a deep breath.

In this desert north land, it is rare to have such good weather.

"Wake up."

With a soft shout, I don't know when, Yebei was already standing behind him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm."

Gu Moli turned around and muttered, and gently threw herself into Yebei's arms, the familiar aura made her feel extra relieved.

The warm sun shone on the two of them, Gu Moli snuggled in his arms, quietly enjoying this beautiful moment.

I just wish time stopped like that.

Yebei brushed his hair, and looked out the window with deep eyes, he didn't want to do this.

"I want to speak to my heart."

In his arms, a whisper came.

Yebei nodded slightly, "Your body has just recovered, and in two days, I will accompany you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Moli got up lightly, stretched out one hand, and slowly released a wisp of golden true qi in his palm.

Before, after all, she had become a martial artist, and now she could clearly feel that in the dantian, the true qi was surging.

Although this strength is far less than before, the possibility of becoming a martial artist again is already extremely satisfying for her.

"When you're rested, eat this."

Yebei took out a pill from his arms, which was the Qianyuan Creation Pill.

"It can improve your strength, but after eating, you have to retreat for a period of time, and you need to digest it thoroughly."

Suddenly, an extremely strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire room, Gu Moli looked at the pill in his palm, and knew that this pill was not easy to come by.

Outside the door, there was a soft knock on the door, accompanied by a cry from the shadows.

Yebei's palm moved slightly, and the door opened.

Shadow was dressed in black, stepping forward, not wearing a grimace mask, in front of the Yebei couple, she didn't need to hide her true face.

"Hall Master, Sister Moli."

The Shadow stepped forward.

Immediately after, he felt the true qi surging in Gu Moli's body, and couldn't help but say, "Congratulations, Sister Moli." ”

"Sister Shadow, please give me more guidance in the future." Gu Moli bowed, this is a martial arts ceremony.

The Shadow smiled sweetly and returned the favor with a warrior's salute.

"What?" Yebei asked, the shadow came, there must be something to report.

"Hall Master, recently, the martial artists from all over the city have gathered, and they are faintly divided into several major factions, the family is one faction, the sect is one faction, and there are some hermits who have never shown up, and they are also holding each other."

The Shadow's tone was slightly solemn.

"Are there any warriors making trouble?" Yebei's lips moved slightly.

In the past few days, warriors from all over the country have shown their heads for the same reason, because of the ancient martial arts swamp.

For this matter, Yebei doesn't want to intervene too much, the warriors in the society want to find an opportunity, but there is only one way, no trouble is allowed.

"The patrol offices in various places have closely monitored and have not found any martial artists making trouble." The Shadow followed and spoke:

"It's just that early this morning, these warriors went to Juncen Mountain one after another."

When Yebei heard this, his brows frowned slightly.

The Juncen Mountain Range is located in the south, and the location of the lofty mountains is remote, and few people go to it on weekdays, just because it is the boundary of the Lingyin Taoist Temple.

At the beginning, in order to save Luo Wen, Lingyin Taoist Temple did not hesitate to generously help with the treasure of the town hall, and Yebei owed this love.

When these warriors in society gather together, they must be running for the Lingyin Taoist Temple.

……

At noon, just thirty kilometers from the Juncen Mountains, a modern metropolis is located here, called Dannan.

Although it is a prefecture-level city, due to its remote location and backdrop to the Juncen Mountains, it is slightly backward compared with some cities in central China, and it is almost the same as a county seat.

At this moment, a white dress is walking on the street, it is Yebei.

And beside him, the shadow was also wearing a smart casual dress, with short hair to the ears, and with that delicate face, it was difficult to hide the cool wind.

The two arrived quietly and did not alarm anyone.

On the street, the crowd is a little noisy, and in the shops along the street, the staff is struggling to sell the clothes in their hands.

A peaceful scene.

And Yebei can feel that among these people who seem to be shopping, there are many warriors.

With so many martial artists, not to mention in this remote city, even in Jinghai, it is impossible to happen.

"Sir, beauty, do you want to buy clothes? New in autumn, 20% off. Passing by a shop, a sales lady raised the clothes in her hand and shouted to the two of them.

As soon as the words fell, another person suddenly whispered: "You are stupid, these two people are not martial artists when you look at them." ”

"Not necessarily, look at the man's clothes."

"Oh, what can the clothes represent, I believe in my sister's vision, that person must not be a martial artist, martial artists have a sense of arrogance, this person is so ordinary, at first glance he is an ordinary person."

……

The two argued, and Yebei had already walked away.

Obviously, the gathering of warriors brought great business opportunities to the city.

Not to mention these merchants, even ordinary people know that as a martial artist, they are all rich.

A lowly-level martial artist may earn more than 10 million a year, which is far more than the income of the vast majority of ordinary citizens.

From time to time on the road, you can see black-clad strongmen patrolling along the street, all of whom are members of the patrol department.

With so many warriors coming, it is necessary to strengthen vigilance to prevent anyone from making trouble.

At this moment, a short-haired young man in ordinary clothes walked in front of him, walked in front of the shadow, stopped in vain, and said a word:

"Your Excellency, Your Lord."