Tang Yingying raised her face slightly, and a red cloud appeared on her delicate pretty face. She quietly looked at Yun Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in front of her and practicing with her eyes closed, and infinite tenderness flashed in her eyes.
Fang Qiao blinked her long eyelashes slightly, her eyes widened a little. She heard the conversation between Yun Hao and Tang Yingying just now. Somehow, she felt uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't like Yun Hao and other women.
When speaking, I don’t like Yun Hao to hold other women’s hands. In her heart, only she can have such rights.
Although she was covered with the bear skin that Yun Hao had just put on, Fang Qiao's heart was cold. Her body curled up tighter, and she kept trembling. Her face, which was originally a little flushed, was also at this moment.
It began to turn white.
Hu——Fang Qiao suddenly started to breathe rapidly. This kind of humble attracted Tang Yingying's attention. Yun Hao's body also trembled with his eyes closed. Sweat beads on his forehead began to remain. Now
It was time for him to transform the fighting spirit in his body into one. He felt something was wrong with Fang Qiao. He gritted his teeth and finally opened his eyes. A look of fatigue appeared in his eyes. The process of using mental power to control the fighting spirit is too much.
It consumes people's energy.
"Sister Fang, what's wrong with you?" Tang Yingying saw Yun Hao open his eyes and was slightly stunned and felt Fang Qiao's rapid breathing.
"Qiao'er, Qiao'er, what's wrong with you?" Yun Hao hurried over and hugged Fang Qiao in his arms and asked anxiously.
"Let me see." Tang Yingying said, biting her lip lightly.
Yun Hao nodded and handed Fang Qiao's wrist to Tang Yingying. Tang Yingying closed her eyes slightly and said for a while: "She has a fever, because of overwork these days." She looked at Fang Qiao
A hint of pity appeared in the weaker body.
"What should we do?" Yun Hao's face showed a nervous look.
When can you be nervous about me? Tang Yingying thought to herself.
Originally, this fever was an extremely ordinary disease, but the practitioners were much stronger than those ordinary people, and they would hardly get sick. However, it was very difficult for people with such physical constitution to cure the disease.
Because ordinary medicines have almost no effect on their bodies, after all, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been transformed into their own use, and it is not bad for the nourishment of such ordinary medicinal herbs.
In this way, once a practitioner gets sick, he or she will either rely on his or her strong immunity to resist the past, or he or she will have to swallow some immortal grass and magic pills in the world that have supreme effects.
She pondered slightly and said, "There is a kind of vermilion holy fruit on a Tongtian Peak, four or five miles west of Tuiyun Peak. After eating such vermilion holy fruit, her body should be able to recover quickly, and
The holy fruit is also of great help to improve her cultivation."
"Okay, I'll get this holy fruit now." Yun Hao stood up eagerly and wanted to go out of the cave.
But as soon as he walked out, he felt that his sleeve was being pulled. Yun Hao turned his head and saw that it was Tang Yingying. Tang Yingying shook his head at him and said, "Young Master Yun, the dark night in the extreme north is extremely dark,
Even practitioners have very short eyesight under such cold conditions.”
"Even if I can't see anything, I will go to find the holy fruit." Yun Hao said firmly.
"Wait, the fairy creatures are surrounded by powerful monsters. To obtain the holy fruit in your current state, I am afraid that there will be no return. Not only will I rescue my sister, but I will also help myself.
Go in." Tang Yingying insisted.
"Then what should we do? What should we do now?" Yun Hao was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
Tang Yingying sighed slightly before saying, "Mr. Yun, if you have some Qi-replenishing pills on your body, you can take one for Sister Fang. It should be fine to temporarily use Douqi to suppress this disease."
Yun Hao quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from the ring, which contained a bottle of Qi Recovery Pill brought out when he was in the city lord's mansion. Yun Hao poured out five or six pieces from the porcelain bottle and looked at Fang Qiao and walked away.
"This won't work!" Tang Yingying was startled when she saw this scene and quickly got up and said.
"Why can't it work? Swallowing more will soon make this fighting spirit suppress the hateful fever." Yun Hao said with a frown.
"This is not a medicine. If you swallow too much, it is impossible for Fang Meimei to completely absorb the power of the medicine in her current state. It is just that the medicine is effective, but if it causes a backlash, it will be very bad." Tang Yingying shook her
Shaking his head and saying.
Yun Hao obediently gave one of the Qi Recovery Pills to Fang Qiaoshu, and he hugged her tightly.
Fang Qiao's long eyelashes moved slightly and said with difficulty: "I'm fine, pig, please rest early."
"Ware you can recover some of your skills at night, I will go with you to get the vermilion holy fruit tomorrow." Tang Yingying said from the side.
"Qiao'er, how do you feel now?" Yun Hao nodded to Tang Yingying and asked Fang Qiao in his arms.
"Well...I...I'm very comfortable, pig, your arms are very warm..." Fang Qiao said in a daze, her eyes closed.
Yun Hao hugged the delicate body in his arms tighter, and his fists couldn't help but clenched.
"Miss Tang, you should rest early, too." After a moment, Yun Hao said to Tang Yingying, who was concerned about her.
"Well, Mr. Yun, you... we have known each other for a long time." Tang Yingying said a little embarrassedly.
"Yes." Yun Hao replied briefly.
"Then are we friends?" Tang Yingying raised her head and asked in Yun Hao's eyes.
Yun Hao's eyes dodged a little. At this moment, he was already a little sorry for Xiaoyu when he held Fang Qiao in his arms. If he caused a beauty to be debted, his guilt would become deeper.
"That's true." Yun Hao said, staring at the red stone wall reflected by the fire.
"Since that's the case, can you call me Yingying in the future? I...my brothers and sisters call me like this." Tang Yingying said with a slightly red cheek.
"Uh..." Yun Hao was stunned for a moment, and then said unnaturally: "Of course it's OK Tang...oh, Yingying."
"Then I will call you Brother Yun in the future." Tang Yingying smiled and made Yun Hao's heart twitch vigorously, as if the snow lotus bloomed in winter.
The night became darker. Tang Yingying didn't know whether she was asleep or awake. She was covered with bear skin and leaned against the stone wall. She seemed to have a slight smile on her crystal cheeks.
Yun Hao hugged Fang Qiao in his arms tightly, but his eyes looked deeply at Tang Yingying's sleeping figure.
The fireball seems to have some kind of spiritual power to control this, and it has been floating and burning in the hole without any tendency to weaken.
Yun Hao let out a long breath and closed his eyes slightly.
What kind of virtue can I, Yun Hao, let you treat me like this...
A stream of long and orderly breathing hot air spit out from Yun Hao's nostrils, and he entered the cultivation mode. Only when he recovered his strength could he have the ability to pick the vermilion holy fruit for Fang Qiao.
The nights in the extreme north were very long. When there was a ray of light outside the cold wind, Yun Hao also opened his tired eyes, his eyes were covered with blood.
Feeling the pure and full fighting spirit in his body, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
That night, the Medicine King Saint Dian also once again exerted its perverted repair ability. After a night of absorption, Yun Hao's weak fighting energy had recovered by about 70%, but most of the absorbed spiritual energy was ice-based.
That's why he spent a lot of money on his own qi to transform and balance all these fighting qi.
After such a work, Yun Hao not only felt a sense of fatigue mentally, but also felt a little powerless and cold.
"The cold here seems to be much colder than outside the Piaoyu Empire..." Yun Hao stood up and patted the dust on his body, and said to himself.
"It's already dawn, and it should be almost clear if you get there." Tang Yingying had stood behind him at some point, and said with gentle eyes as she looked at Yun Hao's tall back.
"I'll leave now, you'll be here to guard it. After all, I'm very worried about Qiao'er staying here alone." Yun Hao said.
Tang Yingying nodded, but found that Yun Hao could not see her and said, "Okay, but if the monster protecting the holy fruit is too powerful, you should not fight with it there. When you come back, we will discuss it again.
There must be a way to discuss it.”
Yun Hao turned around and smiled at Tang Yingying, and said, "Don't worry, I won't hand over my life to those hateful monsters." After that, he disappeared at the entrance of the cave.