"Surprise?" Feng Yan suppressed a hint of joy in his heart and said, "What's the surprise?"
"It's still the original recipe." Tang Qing said seriously with a small face, "I'm familiar with it, I like it."
Do you like it because it’s familiar
Feng Yan stared at her and suddenly asked: "Are you familiar with me?"
"What do you think?" Tang Qing asked with a slight smile.
This time, Feng Yan was very confident, "My master, you are naturally familiar with me."
So, you like mine too, right
This feeling is not bad.
The system silently watched the two of them flirting with each other. If it hadn't been for the fact that the ruthless lover had no heart at all and the completion index of the other was stuck at 10%, he would have naively thought that they were in love.
The human world is really complicated.
The two stayed in Xue Ming Mountain for eight years. During these eight years, the two were almost inseparable, and even gave the entire continent the illusion that the Demon Lord had finally found true love and would no longer harm the world.
However, an illusion is an illusion after all. For eight years, Tang Qing watched the data barely rise from 10% to 11%, and became angry.
"Life is too peaceful, I need to find some excitement."
The system said, "There are few people in the whole world who can match him. How do you want to find excitement?"
Tang Qing pondered for a moment and finally said a name, "Xie Yuan."
The system was stunned. In the past few years, the existence of this medical saint was completely forgotten.
"You want Hongxing to cheat on you? Will you cuckold Feng Yan?"
Tang Qing: "... We haven't become a couple yet."
Feng Yan has raised her very well in the past eight years. Although he calls her a little slave, he does not treat her as a slave in his actions. Sometimes it even gives people the illusion that he is comparing her to her. She wanted to be a little better, and because of this, many aristocratic families on the mainland couldn't please him, so they began to flatter her.
If she wanted to see the Medical Saint, she would have to be injured, and she was still two years away from recovering her spiritual roots, so she could do something about it.
So, on this day, when Feng Yan came back as usual, he found that the little slave didn't come to greet him, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Where are the people?"
The maid naturally knew who the Demon Lord was asking, so she said, "Miss Little Demon is taking a nap, and we are not allowed to disturb her."
In my memory, the little slave never took a nap.
With a trace of doubt, Feng Yan returned to his bedroom. But this time when I went back, I suddenly saw the little slave's pale face, just like it was eight years ago.
His heart suddenly thumped, and he strode forward. He saw the little slave's pale face, with a trace of cold sweat on her forehead. She frowned impatiently, and her consciousness seemed to have drifted away.
"Hey, little slave? Wake up?"
Naturally, Tang Qing would not answer him. The pain of her damaged spiritual roots made it impossible for her to hear anyone's voice at this moment.
She cried out pain unconsciously, and that look actually made Feng Yan feel a little distressed. Of course, the distress was only a trace.
"Well...it hurts..."
Feng Yan checked her with his consciousness. Although he did not have the medical skills of the medical saint Xie Yuan, ordinary symptoms could still be seen. For example, now, he found that the little slave's spiritual roots were damaged again.
He cannot repair the damage to his spiritual roots, and although the little slave is a body of natural disaster, the reshapeable spiritual roots are extremely pure, which is in sharp contrast to him, a demon full of black aura. If he forcibly helps, he can only It will be counterproductive.
"Hold on little slave, I'll take you to find Xie Yuan."
Tang Qing couldn't hear his voice at all now. When he saw someone holding him, as if seeking safety, he subconsciously leaned into the other person's arms.
Although the two have known each other for more than ten years, they have never done anything beyond the boundaries. This princess hug can almost be regarded as the most intimate gesture.
Feng Yan had never hugged anyone before, and this experience was unexpectedly not annoying.
On the top of the snow mountain, Xie Yuan looked at the crumbling snow on the top of the mountain with a bit of disgust, "Tsk, trouble is coming again." As he spoke, he ordered the man next to him, "Go, prepare some spirits. liquor."
The young man next to him was very respectful and immediately stepped back after receiving the order. However, when he saw the two people who suddenly visited him, shock flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, no one paid attention to the young man wearing attendant clothes next to him, and no one noticed the various emotions flashing in his eyes.
Xie Yuan looked at the person being carried and stood up immediately, "What's going on?"
"Her spiritual roots are damaged."
Feng Yan said nothing and was about to pass him over, but saw Xie Yuan take a step back suddenly, with a look of hatred on his face and said: "What are you doing for me? Put him on the bed."
"oh."
Xie Yuan felt a little worried. He thought that after eight years of not seeing him, he would have made some progress, but he was still so clueless!
After putting Tang Qing away, Xie Yuan immediately rushed over. After taking a pulse, he immediately said with an unhappy expression: "What nonsense! When the spiritual root was damaged, I told her that I would take care of it for ten years, but she didn't listen to her advice! It's useless!" Got it!”
Feng Yan was nonchalant, "You are a medical saint. If your spiritual root is damaged, then you can heal her."
Xie Yuan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. He pointed at Tang Qing, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and said angrily: "If you don't listen to her advice like this again, even the Great Luo Immortal won't be able to repair her spiritual roots next time. It's a serious matter." Everyone else is cautious about shaping their spiritual roots, but what about her? "
Feng Yan crossed his arms and said carelessly: "We can still save him this time, hurry up, my little slave seems to be in a lot of pain."
"It hurts so much!" Xie Yuan said softly, but he quickly took out a bunch of elixirs and fed them one by one. Then he said to the Demon Lord who was standing aside and could not help him. : "Go, go, don't get in the way anymore."
Feng Yan was not angry even after being driven away. After he left obediently, he discovered that there was someone he had never seen before on the top of the snow mountain.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved to the man, "Come here."
The young man walked over obediently, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, but with deep murderous intent.
"Lord Demon Lord, what can I do?"
Feng Yan looked him up and down, with a hint of interest in his eyes, "Why have I never seen you before?"
The reason why Xie Yuan could become friends with him was that, in a sense, they were on the same road, and usually the people he was willing to take in were quite interesting, which was why he stopped him.
"The villain came here eight years ago. Lord Demon Lord has not been to the top of the snow-capped mountains in the past few years. It is normal that he does not recognize the villain."
"Why did Xie Yuan take you in?"
"The little man was lucky enough that God showed mercy and dropped a wooden sign from the sky. That wooden sign is the mountain entry sign that is only issued every hundred years on the top of the snow-capped mountains. I'm afraid it's because of this that the Medical Sage took me in."
No matter what aspect you look at, there is nothing wrong with the young man. He is respectful and docile, but for no reason, he makes Feng Yan unhappy.
There was no mercy from God, it was just his little slave who happened to throw the sign in front of him.