Cen initially directed Sanyue to clean up the mess.
Medicine mountain.
Xiaoba waved to Shifang:
"Ten Directions."
Shifang came over:
"Eighth sister?"
Xiaoba's red lips raised and she smiled charmingly.
“Have you seen this medicine mountain?”
Shifang nodded.
"In the next month, I will leave all the plowing and weeding to you."
Shifang's face froze.
"All, all?"
"That's right!" Xiaoba blinked, "Didn't you always think that the hill I gave you was too small? Now, these are all handed over to you!"
Shifang stiffened his neck and looked around.
This, so, big!
Wouldn't it be exhausting for him to be alone? !
"Eighth sister—"
He tried to struggle, stretched out two fingers and gestured,
"After all, you are in charge of this mountain of medicine. I, this is not suitable for me! Just give me a little! Really!"
"Oh-"
Xiaoba suddenly held his waist and bent down slightly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a bit of pain.
Shifang suddenly became nervous: "Eighth sister? What's wrong with you?"
Xiaoba waved his hand:
"No, it's nothing. It's just that when I was going through life and death, I was tricked by that Shu Jing and I got a little injured. It doesn't matter."
"Ah? Then, eighth sister, you should go and have a rest quickly!"
Shifang is very ashamed.
The few of them came back late because they had been guarding Taohuawu.
Now that I think about it, I feel that Eighth Sister and the others must have suffered a lot.
As he spoke, he looked at Xiaoba's waist.
Although she held her waist, she could still vaguely see that there were indeed large bruises with blood spots.
"Eighth sister, I'm afraid your injury will take a long time to heal. You'd better let them help you back!"
Xiaoba immediately refused: "No need."
But Shifang insisted. He looked in the direction of the Fantasy Temple and shouted:
"Eleventh sister, twelfth sister! Eighth sister is injured! Come here and help yourself!"
At this time, the evil spirits on the Chaos Holy Jade had been burned away with the flames, and even the last trace of sparks had been annihilated.
Only the tops of the thirteen white jade pillars were left, with hot and bright flames burning quietly.
The Huntian Shield has been completely embedded back into it, returning to its original appearance.
However, there were still two sword marks left in the middle position.
That naturally came from Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu respectively.
Eleven Niang and Twelve Niang were standing nearby.
"Ah, the lines on it are blurred in several places."
Twelve Niang took a closer look and murmured in a very distressed voice.
Eleven Niang took out two carving knives and handed one over.
"Anyway, we're all back. We'll just slowly fix it in the future."
Chaos Holy Jade is the key to refining holy weapons, and it is also through it that the power of the God Lord can be transformed into divine fire.
The Hun Tian Shield is the core part.
Previously, the Huntian Shield was forcibly chopped off by Rong Xiu. On the one hand, he wanted to use the power contained in it to reshape Taohuawu and connect the door realm with the Huan Shen Palace. On the other hand, he wanted to send it to Chu Liu. Yue, after all, this book belongs to her.
The reason why the evil spirit did not stop him was because its divine power could not transform the divine fire.
Without that piece of Hun Tian Shield, the power that the entire Chaos Holy Jade can transform is greatly reduced.
This also makes the evil spirit only need to use a small amount of the blood power of the Red Gold Heavenly Phoenix to maintain the immortal fire.
Previously, Eleven Niang said that the Chaos Sacred Jade was just scraps, which was naturally compared to the Huntian Shield.
But when the Hun Tian Shield returns, it will be different.
Twelve Niang was about to start repairing it when she heard voices from all directions.
She raised her head and glanced over there, then looked down at the Chaos Holy Jade. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched it gently, with a tangled look on her face.
How many years have passed before I finally touched it again
Although she also felt sorry for the eighth sister, it seemed that it wasn't too serious to leave before
Eleven Niang suddenly had a small bench in her hand and handed it over.
"Don't worry about him."
Twelve Niang: ".But Eighth Sister—"
Before she finished speaking, Eleven Niang turned to look at Yan Qing standing in the distance, and shouted angrily:
"Eighth brother-in-law! Go and help eighth sister!"
After saying that, regardless of Yan Qing's expression, he moved a second small bench and sat on the other side to start repairing the Chaos Sacred Jade.
This shout was really not very low-key, and it was heard by everyone inside and outside.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at Yan Qing.
Shifang and Xiaoba also heard it.
Shifang looked shocked:
"Eighth brother-in-law!? Eighth sister! When did you attack General Zuo Shen!?"
Why doesn't he know anything? !
Xiaoba: "."
She was really tired.
How many times have I explained this!
She gritted her teeth:
".I can walk by myself!"
Yu Mo let out a "tsk" sound and nudged Yan Qing with his elbow.
"Hey, hey! I'm calling you!"
The expression on Yan Qing's face remained unchanged, but in her mind she recalled the conversation between Xiaoba and Qihan before entering the Illusion Temple.
His feet felt like they were nailed to the ground.
I wanted to explain that they had nothing to do with each other, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't.
Yu Mo looked at him with disgust.
"Isn't that right, brother? My wife is injured, but you don't even feel sorry for me!? Isn't that a man?"
Yan Qing finally gave him a cold look.
Yu Mo took a step back knowingly:
"Ahem, I'm not doing this for your own good. Miss Eight has recovered her memory now, so the person you lied to before was actually the real eighth divine envoy. Why don't you go and apologize?"
Yan Qing pursed her thin lips and finally headed that way.
When they arrived at Yaoshan, Xiaoba was about to leave.
She was too lazy to argue with Shifang. She waved her hand lazily and said feebly:
"That's all. If I make a mistake, I will regret it for eternity and I will just leave on my own."
If you don’t have a good choice, look for Yan Qing!
Now that she thought about what she had asked Yan Qing about Zuo Shenqing before, she really wanted to die!
Shifang looked at her with complicated eyes.
"Eighth Sister, if you don't like Zuo Shenjiang, why bother? You also know that he is very old-fashioned. Now that he is called Eighth Brother-in-law, how will he behave in the Huanshen Palace in the future?"
Xiaoba:? ?
"But don't worry, Eighth Sister, I'm still on your side! You've been so seriously injured, but he still hasn't come! It's really too much! There's nothing to miss about such a man!"
Xiaoba's eyes twitched and he raised his hand to cover his mouth.
"you-"
Just as he raised his hand, it was suddenly held by someone.
She looked back in shock.
Yan Qing was holding her wrist.
"You're hurt, it's not appropriate to get angry."
He paused and wanted to let go of his hand, but when he lowered his eyes and saw the injury on her waist, he didn't let go.
"I'll take you back."
On the other side, Tuanzi patted his clothes and carefully put away Zichen's soul.
Because the injury was too serious, Zichen's body was damaged, leaving only his soul and fell into a deep sleep.
Then Tuanzi turned around and walked in the other direction.
Mu Qinghe was already dead, and the red demon was clinging to his shoulder.
Tuanzi came to the front, his heart twitched, and he subconsciously reached out his hand to wipe away the tear hanging in the corner of the red demon's eye.
Already cold.
Tuanzi's eyes turned red, and he just stared at it, tears falling down.
(End of chapter)