**

Imperial Thunder Sect

"Damn, the killing of Tongtian Pavilion is really a waste! I can't even kill a person from the realm!" Ziling stomped his foot angrily when he learned that the assassination failed.

"That swordsman is really a tall one!" Qi Yunfeng said in a deep voice, a ghostly light flashing across his eyes. The news that the Tongtenkaku Kill came back said that the assassination failed because he killed a swordsman halfway.

"What should we do then? As long as the swordsman is there, we can't do anything about that slut!"

"Not necessarily. Qi Yunfeng smiled deeply.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by that?"

"The person I sent to spy on her said that she went to Haoyuefang to buy some books on the cultivation of the thunder element. ”

Ziling's eyes flashed, "Senior brother, do you mean that she will go to the Eye of Ten Thousand Thunders?"

Qi Yunfeng nodded.

"Heh~" Ziling smiled coldly, "If you offend our Imperial Thunder Sect, you dare to go to the Eye of Ten Thousand Thunders, and when the time comes, see if I don't kill her, this little slut!"

**

Benlei City, the city lord's mansion

A beautiful woman sat in front of the dresser, with a slender back, and behind her stood a maid, combing her hair.

"Madam, does Qiu Ya's bun look good for you?"

The beautiful woman glanced at the mirror in front of her with little interest. In the bronze mirror, a beautiful face is reflected. Without powder, the plain face is facing the sky, and it is still as delicate as a spring flower. It's just that there is no smile on this face, especially those eyes, which are full of heavy thoughts.

The beautiful woman was the one Ye Qingchen saved in Haoyue Fang that day. She is the wife of Murong Feng, the city lord of Benlei City, and her status is noble.

"Good looking. Ye Qing'er raised her lips and showed a shallow smile.

When Qiu Ya heard this, her mouth curled, "Madam, you are perfunctory to me." You don't even look closely at it and say it's good-looking. ”

"How can I perfunctory you, our Qiu Ya's art of bunning is a must. Ye Qing'er smiled and comforted.

Qiu Ya has been with Madame for many years, how can she not know her own wife's thoughts? She asked tentatively, "Madam, are you thinking about the girl who saved you that day?"

Ye Qing'er smiled on her face, and after a moment, she was almost invisible and nodded.

"Although I passed out in a coma that day and didn't see her appearance clearly, but vaguely, both her body shape and breath made me feel more intimate... Ye Qing'er's brows furrowed slightly, and she fell into reminiscence.

That vague shadow, faint fragrance, like the return of an old friend. She closed her eyes, temporarily suppressed the tidal memory in her mind, turned to Qiu Ya and said, "You can tell me about her." ”

Qiu Ya recalled the situation that day, "That girl, with a clear complexion and a kind heart, I look at it, I like it tightly." Didn't you fall into a coma that day? I was almost scared to death, it was she who saw through the trick of that charlatan, and gave us a pill generously. If it weren't for her, Madame, you... ”

Ye Qing'er was happy at first, but then frowned.

"Pills?"

"Yes, ma'am, what's the matter?"

Ye Qing'er lowered her face slightly, her eyes full of thoughts. Her illness can't be cured by ordinary pills at all, unless it is a very high-grade pill.

However, where is this elixir?

Isn't her savior a worldly master?

She always felt that something was wrong.

However, since Qiu Ya saw it with her own eyes, it shouldn't be wrong.

"Qiu Ya, what is the matter with the charlatans you are talking about?"

"She?" Qiu Ya became angry at the mention of Ye Qingchen, "That liar is a teenage girl wearing a mask. When you fainted, she was the first to rush out, saying that she could cure you with a silver needle. I also blamed me for rushing to the doctor when I was sick and rushed to the doctor, and I actually believed her. ”

"Silver needle?"

"yes, she came out with a bunch of silver needles, and it looked like that!"

Ye Qing'er lowered her eyelids, and the bottom of her eyes crossed with deep meaning.

"Qing'er. ”

A tall figure walked into the room.

The man was crisp and elegant, with a handsome face and a noble temperament.

"City Lord. Seeing the visitor, Qiu Ya's expression was more respectful. Murong Feng nodded, his gaze always fell on Ye Qing'er, "Madam, are you thinking about that person again?" In his tone, it was not difficult to hear a hint of sourness.

Ye Qing'er shook her head helplessly, "I told you, she is my savior, and she is very similar to my old friend." Murong Feng raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "I know." Did he say anything?

Ye Qing'er rolled her eyes.

"Do you have any news from the people sent out by the Fuzhong to inquire?"

"Not yet. ”

Murong Feng didn't ignore the gloom in Ye Qing'er's eyes, he stepped forward and hugged Ye Qing'er into his arms, and said, "Since she knows medical skills, she must be very interested in Jiaozhu, right?" Ye Qing'er hurriedly withdrew from Murong Feng's embrace, looking up at the resolute face in front of him in surprise.

"In this way, I will let people announce it, and use Jiaozhu as a gift for the Ten Thousand Thunder Banquet this time. Murong Feng said lightly, without the slightest reluctance.

Ye Qing'er was extremely moved in her heart, but she also shook her head and refused, "Jiaozhu is the treasure of the Murong family, how can it be given away so easily?" Moreover, this Jiaozhu of the Murong family is an extremely rare Jiaozhu of ice and fire, which has been inherited for thousands of years.

Among pharmacists, Jiaozhu is able to exert the greatest effect.

"Besides, people like her are probably indifferent to fame and fortune, what if they don't care about this thing?"

"The two Jiaozhu have the effect of prolonging life, the ability to cure diseases and detoxify, and the power to continue life, but all pharmacists and doctors will be interested, which has nothing to do with fame and fortune. ”

"Besides, no matter how good the two Jiaozhu are, they are just things outside the body after all. As long as the lady is happy, even if it is a star in the sky, the husband will try his best to pick it off for you. ”

The tip of Ye Qing'er's nose was sour, but she still insisted, only listening to Murong Feng's domineering mouth, "That's it, Qiu Ya, go talk to the housekeeper." ”

Qiu Ya was stunned for a while, then nodded heavily and ran out.