Yi Shaocheng was embarrassed, but he had to sigh: "If that's the case, then why don't you invite guests into the house, this is not the hospitality I teach you on weekdays!"

"The eldest sister said that once the medicine bottle is opened, the effect of the medicine will gradually fade! ”

"Okay. ”

After a while, Yi Shaocheng, who had applied this miraculous healing medicine, felt that his entire cheeks were cool.

Even the cracked flesh and skin tissue at the wound on the face seemed to be tightly glued together because of the moisturization of the drug, and a lot of vitality was restored.

Yi Shaocheng was in a good mood, but he was not willing to accept the favor of others in vain, so he naturally would not snub Qinghai Yi.

So he walked out in person and respectfully invited the Zuo Holy Messenger, who had a serious face but no longer rejected people thousands of miles away in his eyes, back to the house.

Although he didn't say anything, Yi Shaocheng didn't stop, set up an iron pot again, and cooked a pot of glutinous porridge that the people of Yunnan liked on the brazier.

It wasn't until the iron pot was boiling, the fragrance of glutinous porridge wafted up, and the steam in the room was steaming, that Yi Shaocheng's face had a hint of joy.

He first picked up a bowl and brought it to Qinghai Yi with both hands, before he said slowly: "Thank you for the medicine of the Zuo Holy Envoy, I Yi Shaocheng can't repay it!"

Qinghai Yi stared at Yi Shaocheng. Of course, it can be heard that there is a double meaning in Yi Shaocheng's words.

As long as you take this bowl of porridge, it means that he doesn't owe him anything. Therefore, on the key issue of taking Duojiao away, it is foreseeable that Yi Shaocheng will never back down half a step.

So this bowl of porridge was held in the air.

To be honest, she rarely has such close contact with men, and after smelling a trace of sweat on the opposite sex, she subconsciously moved back half a foot away, and then said coldly: "It's a good one, the price of this bowl of porridge is too high!"

Yi Shaocheng just looked at her lightly, and both of them looked at her with persistence and confrontation.

After persisting for a while, Qinghai Yi finally showed a wry smile on his face, chose to take the bowl of porridge, shook his head and said, "You should know that this is all because of the princess, so I will give you good medicine." But then again, over the years, you must have been as close to her as a concubine, and the grace of nurturing her was as heavy as Mount Tai. I can only thank you on behalf of her biological father. So-you don't have to worry about owing me anything more. ”

Qinghai Yi has long seen that the father and daughter have a deep relationship.

"That's good, Your Excellency, please use it slowly!"

Yi Shaocheng knew that Qinghai Yi still had something to say, and while waiting silently, he lowered his head and went to serve food to Duojiao. found that this little girl was a little tired because of too many things today, and she had already fallen asleep on the small stool next to her.

Yi Shaocheng shook his head. At this moment, I heard the sound of feet stepping on snow outside the house.

Everyone listened to each other, and they felt that their hearts were blocked.

The sound of snow clattering stopped outside the curtain.

Everyone knows that this riverside town has been plundered by the Qiang people, and now there are corpses everywhere, and there is no one alive.

Yi Shaocheng's eyes sank, his slender fingers clenched slightly into fists, he slowly stood up, and asked in a deep voice outside the curtain, "Who?"

After a short silence, a crisp female voice outside replied: "My lord, Princess Yanzhu, I would like to invite Her Royal Highness Duojiao, the Lady of the King of Yunnan, Your Excellency Qinghai Yi, the Left Holy Envoy of the Holy Sect, and the owner of the wooden house, to go to the Rosen ship together!"

"If, in a moment, my lord does not see your lords, the dragon shooter outside the house will burn this place, and I hope to go to the Rosen ship as soon as possible. ”

After saying this, the speaker stepped on the snow and slowly walked away.

Hearing this, Qinghai Yi and Yi Shaocheng glanced at each other, in the final analysis, this enemy outside was by no means so easy to deal with, and there was no second choice left for them in their words.

The words of the departing person were enough to make Yi Shaocheng's heart cold.

"Two thousand days and nights have passed, and the demon has finally returned, girl...... Even if this Yanzhu was strong back then, it was much more powerful than I am now. What should we do?"

Six years ago, it was he who risked death from Yanzhu to save Xiao Duojiao's life.

During this period, Yi Shaocheng didn't dare to waste any time, and he worked hard every day to practice the Thunder and Lightning Heart Method and the Dragon Lance Technique, just to prevent such a passive situation as today.

To be honest, Yi Shaocheng was able to cultivate today, and he was more or less forced out.

But finally, the demon is back!

also said what kind of Rosen boat to go, Yi Shaocheng clearly remembered the appearance of the big boat he saw back then, it was like a moving grave on the river, there was only a dead end, no way to live.

At this moment, Yi Shaocheng's eyes changed rapidly, thinking about how to get out of trouble.

This look naturally cannot escape the eyes of Qinghai Yi.

But Qinghai Yi was unheard of, she pinned a strand of hair behind her ear, and then moved the wooden bowl in her hand to her lips, and carefully tasted the glutinous porridge cooked by Yi Shaocheng.

After half a breath, Yi Shaocheng decided to push the problem onto others, so he asked softly, "Lord Zuo Sheng, what do you say we should do?"

Qinghai Yi tasted the porridge with a little praise and responded: "The craftsmanship is good!"

"I mean, who is this Princess Yanzhu?

At this critical moment, this woman is still in such a good mood to drink porridge, and he can't wait to strangle this woman.

Yi Shaocheng's patience had completely disappeared, and he asked with a pair of blood-red eyes.

However, Qinghai Yi immediately laughed.

She stood up, her eyes suddenly fierce.

At this moment, Yi Shaocheng suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness - Qinghai Yi seemed to have brought him into another environment all of a sudden, and he came to a white cloud, and he could see a circle of qi under him slowly rotating.

"We're above the clouds, on top of the storm? Oh my God...... You are also a realm lord powerhouse, this is your space!"

Yi Shaocheng was shocked.

In fact, he didn't move, this scene was just like the battle with Jiang Yixia during the day, the realm master realm powerhouse could completely bring the other party into his realm.

After Yi Shaocheng had entered the ice and snow realm of Qinghai Wing, he had a feeling between truth and falsehood. But when his palm touched a frozen floating cloud and felt the extreme cold, he knew that this realm was more realistic and unbreakable than Jiang Yixia's.

It was almost certain that Qinghai Yi had reached the middle stage of the Realm Master Realm, and his strength far surpassed that of Jiang Yixia.

The mysterious and powerful aura danced around, the whistling wind was extremely cold, and this was indeed the cold sky, and in the ethereal and flowing airflow, only a piece of white remained.

Yi Shaocheng's perception of height has never changed, so when he falls into the end of his vision, it is the movement of heaven and earth in a slight arc. But the trajectory could not be touched, and could only be felt as the border between the vast canopy of heaven and the endless thick earth.

At this time, a beautiful woman seemed to have crossed endless time and space, and suddenly came to her side from the cold clouds at the end of heaven and earth.