The next three days were surprisingly quiet.

After a long time, Wuji tried the pills for her. Qiao Muyun was stuck in the pill room. Sifeng Beiling didn't know where to try some tricks. He went out to find the medicine and led it away, while Sifeng Jingyan was not in the gate.

He left the door without stepping, and stayed in his room all day long. The fire kirin at the door turned into a giant beast and squatted, not half of the person was allowed to enter.

Xing Lian stared at Fang Liang day and night with red eyes, feeling that he was about to feel depression.

Occasionally, when I went to Baicao Garden, the old man sent her away early, and for a moment, only two beast pets were left.

As dusk gradually approaches, a ray of setting sun gradually falls, I don’t know what evening it will be.

Xing Lian was nestled on the lounge chair, looking at the afterglow outside the open door, and sighed quietly.

The wound is purple-black, which is the poison of the eight-leafed dead grass. It is stiff and unsensitized, and it is the medicinal properties of Jiujiao flower, drowsiness, and the long-lasting fruit. So sane is the poisonous root of the sleepless flower.

These poisons are easy to cure even if they are separated, but because of the poisonous beasts, they are combined together.

You can choose the corresponding medicine, but the properties of the medicine cannot be estimated.

Every relative medicine is poisonous. One less point is not enough, and one more point is added to the poison.

It’s not enough to find the countermeasures. The time and heat of refining must be properly grasped, otherwise even if the dose of the medicine is collected correctly, the desired effect may not be achieved.

No wonder Qiao Muyun had a headache. It was only one in ten thousand to make it properly.

What's more, how could he really use these poisonous medicines to give her a try?

While thinking, a stream of light quickly rushed into the house and turned into a spirit bird filled with blue light, shouting: "Xinglian, your good-looking maid is here!"

"ah?"

"Sifengjingyan's maid!" Huan Liuyuan shook her wings, "I'm crying outside his yard!"

Xing Lian blinked and remembered that when he went to the Blood Flame Palace, wasn’t he throwing a girl into a broken mountain village?

She got up from the recliner and jumped out of the house in a few steps, "Go and have a look."

There were a lot of people standing outside the yard. Xing'er knelt at the door of the yard with tears on his face. Si Feng Beiling stood beside him. Seeing Xinglian coming, he immediately smiled, "Xing'er, why are you here?"

I haven't been with you these days, do you miss me?"

Xinglian was still a little embarrassed when he saw Bei Ling, and immediately changed the subject and pointed at the woman who was crying on the ground, "She..."

"I met her when I was out and was heading towards the Hua Mansion, so I brought her here." I looked back at the blocked fire Qilin at the door and sighed, "Old Jiu doesn't know what's going on. These days

I haven't come out of the house for a long time. This girl has been kneeling here, and there is no reaction inside."

Xing Lian nodded without saying a word. The journey here in the Xueyan Palace was very long. It took them three days to carry the beast pet. It can be seen that the woman suffered a lot when she traveled a long distance.

Just as she was about to persuade her to get up first, Xiaobai suddenly spoke in her heart, "Xinglian, she has the breath of the Blood Flame Palace..."

"What?" Xing Lian was startled and immediately echoed, "What does it mean?"

"She probably has been to the Blood Flame Palace." The girl also spoke in her voice, "And, there is also Mo Xie's aura on her body."

There is Mo Xie's aura? The clear eyes condensed in an instant, and their eyes looked straight at the woman on the ground. Suddenly, the figure stood in front of the woman who couldn't get up, and pulled her clothes, "Xing'er, you
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