Xiao Yingying thought, she got out of bed and tentatively walked for two steps. Except for the staggering steps at the beginning, her legs finally found her feelings. Then she got up, picked up the medicine bowl on the table, and her face didn't change. I drank this cup of Chinese medicine, which looked particularly bitter and dark.
Putting down the medicine bowl, looking at the residue of the black potion that she had killed, Xiao Yingying couldn't help but smiled again, which reminded her of the first time Liu Song handed a bowl of black potion that was also black. When it was given to her, she refused to drink the medicine because she was afraid of hardship. Later, it was also the scene that Liu Song forced her to drink it.
I was drinking the same medicine, and the same bitter medicine was brought in by different people. Sure enough, it was also because of this experience, what is there just for these sufferings
Liu Yaqian looked at Xiao Yingying without changing her face and drank the concoction that she smelled crying. For the first time, she began to reflect on whether she was too much? !
"Where is Liu Song?" Xiao Yingying put down the cup in her hand. It has been three days since she and Liu Song came back. Except for Liu Song who took care of her on the first day, Liu Song's younger sister Liu Yaqian gave her medicine from now on. Never stayed in her house for even a while, of course, except at the stall where she was drinking medicine.
I haven't seen it for a few days. Apart from making fun of Mao Dumplings in the sea of spirit, Xiao Yingying hasn't talked about anything else, nor has she done anything else.
"My brother is very busy, it is impossible to be by your side every time, right?" Liu Yaqian felt that she didn't actually hate this stubborn and strong girl. The reason why she was hostile to her might be true. What she meant by expression was so, she was a younger sister who couldn't do without her brother.
In other words, from the beginning of the meeting, she was not Xiao Yingying, a girl who was only nine or ten years old!
This bamboo house was built by Liu Song himself. The layout of the house is very simple. Apart from the necessary tables, chairs, benches and bed cabinets, there is really no extra thing to see.
"Oh." Xiao Yingying lowered her eyelashes without even looking at Liu Yaqian. She was a little bit painful after lying down for so many days.
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Bei Chenyu left Songyun Ancient Temple with An Yi, and knew what he should do. Now the country has Prime Minister Guo Wen in charge. Even if he is not the emperor, he will know how to manage a war that has disappeared. The country is now, and he is not afraid that Guo Wen will have two minds, even if he sees it wrong, his father is still there.
As a result, the irresponsible Bei Chenjue handed over his country, and became a treasurer of his own, with the four secret guards who had all restored their real names and set out for their purpose.
Songyun Ancient Temple, this time, it did not come in vain.
In order to meet my girl earlier, it’s not enough to rely on the girl’s efforts. Who knows if something will happen there too, and the girl is trapped in the sword, although there is no less The small world outside, but everything that obstructed the two of them is an obstacle that must be destroyed.
According to the message of the senior monk Songyun, there is a gap between each world. If the two worlds are to be connected, one must find ways to open this gap.
However, the top priority now is to find a gap in the world. The Songyun monk who traveled the entire continent, traveled all corners of the continent, exhausted his entire life, and finally found a gap in the world.
Of course, the gap in the world did not crack at the time, or the stitching was particularly good. If it weren't for the Songyun monk to stay here for a few more days, he would have missed the opportunity to discover the gap!
Now that so many years have passed, this gap connecting all the worlds is definitely more recognizable by interested people than it was at that time.
When Bei Chenyu heard the news, let alone how happy she was, so after bidding farewell to Songyun Ancient Temple, she immediately set off with the simple map left by the Songyun monk.
After hearing the news, the guards who followed were also happy for their master.
For so long, what has allowed their master to persevere is probably to know their princess... Oh no, the news that the queen is still alive in another small world, but despite this, their master misses sickness, although every day It’s a normal Shang Dynasty, and it’s a normal day to deal with official affairs...
But it is because it is too normal to hide the thoughts of the queen in my heart, but at that time, no one knows when the time of gathering will be; nobody knows, when gathering, Are they still the same? !
Fortunately, the gods probably couldn't see their master like this, right? No, it pointed out a clear path for their master!
"Go with peace of mind, there is a father here, waiting for you to bring your daughter-in-law back for the father." Bei Chenjue caught a paper kite sending a letter from the air. Seeing the color and strength, he knew it was sent by his father. Coming news.
The place where the money was signed is also his father's name.
Without any worries, Bei Chenjue directly sacrificed his sword and took the lead to fly into the sky, and then the four guards followed one after another.
The speed of Feijian, with the cultivation base of Bei Chenjue now, is close to the horizon.
The five people were still under the mountain in an instant, and they disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Let the woodcutter who was gathering firewood look straight, thinking that he saw the fairy, immediately dropped the firewood knife in his hand, and knelt his head excitedly at the place where the five people disappeared.
"Fairy! I saw a fairy!"
At the gate of the towering Songyun Ancient Temple, the old monk looked at the five people who had disappeared with kind eyebrows. Next to him stood the little monk Huikong. He reached out and touched the head of the little monk, "Huikong, from now on, Songyun Ancient Temple, I'll leave it to you..."
The little monk hadn't reacted to the scene of the five imperial swords leaving just now, but the words of the master suddenly came from the top of his head, and he did not understand what the master meant.
"Master, why did you say that it was handed over to the disciples? There are so many brothers in the temple." Moreover, the master is fine now. Even if he wants to cede the temple, it will not be time yet.
The old monk didn't give too much explanation. He only explained that the young monk had to work hard and stop playing anymore, and he returned to his Buddhist room with the help of the young monk.
The next day, the old monk passed away in his monastery.
Looking at the sitting master, for the first time, the little monk did not cry... Of course, if the water vapor in the eyes of the little monk can be ignored.