"Okay, it's up to you."
Feng Yan was so obedient that the system was shocked, "He... is actually willing to listen to you!" After saying this, with a hint of surprise, he added: "Does this mean that your status in his heart is starting to be different!"
Tang Qing's face was expressionless, "Don't be too happy too early, look at his data."
When she said this and the system looked at it, it fell into silence again. Sure enough, he was happy too early. The data column for completing the task has not moved at all!
And all this was within Tang Qing's expectation.
The world of Lingwu was no longer fun, so Feng Yan would not stay. With a wave of his hand, he returned to the original world with his little slave.
However, when he returned to the Demon Palace, he suddenly thought of a very important thing, that is, the Demon Palace could no longer withstand the torment of the natural disaster body and had completely collapsed.
Looking at the ruins in front of him, he touched his chin.
At this moment, the guard who had been guarding here saw him coming back, and immediately showed up respectfully and came over, "Your Majesty, you are back."
Lord Fengyan was moody, and no one would dare to make the decision on the reconstruction of the Demon Palace without his approval, so they all just guarded the old site and waited for his return.
"Little slave, what do you think?" Feng Yan turned around and looked at her with a smile. The little slave had just won a competition. As the master, he had to give him some reward, right
The Demon Palace can be said to symbolize a person's status, but he gave her such a great honor. This had never happened before. Although everyone looked calm, they were surprised in their hearts.
However, Tang Qing said indifferently: "I have no requirements in this regard, as long as I can live there."
These words made Feng Yan frown. He has reached this point, and there are so many people trying to please and flatter him. Those who can catch his eye must be good, and so is the little slave.
"Remember, you are my slave, how can you not ask for anything."
Hearing this, Tang Qing tilted his head as if he was confused, but he heard him speak domineeringly, "You should want the best."
After saying this, the system was a little bit emotional, "Our gluttony is so big, and our love talk skills are almost at full marks." When he said this, he suddenly understood why his host drank the potion of unfeeling love in the first place. As an individual, if he falls, he will be doomed.
Another disgusting thing about the world of punishment is the endless cycle. People may still be passionate at the beginning, but once they are locked in that time period, everyone will start to collapse.
Tang Qing did not answer, but looked at Feng Yan with a vague understanding. After taking the potion of unfeeling love, she could do everything she wanted calmly, even if she knew she liked the person in front of her.
Feng Yan looked at her eyes and knew that this guy didn't take what he said to heart at all.
This was the first time in such a long time that someone dared to treat him like this. To be honest, she gave him the feeling that she was the same kind of person, so even after several years, he still wasn't tired of her.
"Let's go, I'll take you to find an old friend."
It will take a long time to rebuild the Demon Palace, and he will not stay here to wait for it to be built. As for the specifications of the Demon Palace, the little slave has no objection, and he has no objection.
Tang Qing, who had always shown little interest in anything, took the initiative to speak this time, "Who is my old friend?"
"There is actually someone who interests you." Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, but finally told her, "A very interesting person."
Being able to make him say something interesting aroused her curiosity, "Tongsha, who is that person?"
The system thought for a while and said truthfully: "It should be the medical sage Xie Yuan."
The medical sage Xie Yuan, although his medical skills are unpredictable, will never seek treatment easily unless you can arouse his curiosity.
From a certain point of view, he and Feng Yan are kindred spirits.
Xie Yuan lives on the top of a snow-capped mountain, where it is cold all year round. Most people simply cannot bear the cold. However, he said that only extreme cold can better protect his medicinal materials.
Tang Qing felt that what he said was right. Many medicinal materials could not withstand high heat, or even normal temperature. Only severe cold was the best protection.
On the top of the snow mountain, Xie Yuan seemed to have guessed that someone would come. Drinks had been prepared in the pavilion, and he was pouring wine into another empty wine glass at the moment.
This is what Tang Qing saw when he came here. In the snow as elegant as mist, a man in white clothes was pouring wine elegantly. His long black hair fell a little as he moved. When she came down, she could barely cover most of her beautiful face.
This scene was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to disturb it, but Feng Yan didn't have the slightest patience and went straight forward to drink the newly poured wine in one gulp.
"Good wine."
A few words of praise was the highest compliment he could give.
Xie Yuan took back his white jade hand and ignored him, but turned his gaze to Tang Qing behind him.
His eyes, which were originally as still as water, suddenly brightened a bit after seeing her.
"This is the little slave you found a few years ago?"
"Why, you're attracted to it?" Feng Yan lazily hugged the wine bottle and said with a half-smile.
Xie Yuan spoke honestly and even walked out of the pavilion.
"Yeah, so give it to me?"
Even after taking the potion of unfeeling love, Tang Qing was still angry. She was a human being, not a thing, so she still wanted to come and go
Feng Yan changed his posture while holding the wine bottle, "I can give it to you, but I have to give it something in exchange."
Xie Yuan stared at Tang Qing for a moment, the corners of his lips raised on his cold face, "Okay, just take whatever you want."
"I don't lack anything, just your wine..."
Xie Yuan's wine was brewed by himself. It was mellow and fragrant, and it was hard to find a second wine in the world. It was because of this wine that he met him. It's just that his job is not to make wine, and he can only make three jars every hundred years, which is not enough to satisfy his cravings.
Xie Yuan didn't even look at him, "The Ice Spirit Pot is three feet away, go get it yourself."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was no trace of Feng Yan in front of him. Tang Qing's expressionless face twitched slightly and he was speechless.
She actually doesn't even have a jar of wine!
Okay, it’s not one altar but three altars, but what’s the difference
Xie Yuan looked at her with interest, as if waiting for her to show her abandoned look, but unfortunately it never appeared in the end.
"Aren't you sad that you were abandoned by your master?"
Tang Qing's face was expressionless, and he didn't take this moment to heart at all, "What's so sad?"
Xie Yuan choked up when he asked this question. He thought she would care about him, but neither of them took each other seriously!
Seeing that he was silent, Tang Qing said coolly again: "Compared to me, you should worry more about yourself."
Xie Yuan was puzzled. Just as he was about to say something, he discovered that the top of the snow-capped mountain, which had not avalanched for hundreds of years, actually... had an avalanche.
The top of the snow mountain towers high in the sky of Yaoyao, with white clouds floating at its feet. Thousands of years of white snow has accumulated on the majestic peaks. The huge avalanche shook the ground and the mountains, and the final result was that almost all the circles at the bottom of the mountain were destroyed. Ten miles of land are all covered.