Chapter 1007

"Little baby, give me the herbs of Shengji Pill." Lan Ling said firmly, holding out her palm to the little baby.

How important is appearance to a woman?What's more, Wuma Feifei's entire face was peeled off by Nalan Xin, that poisonous girl?Even if there is only one stalk of Muscle Grass left, no matter how precious it is, it is not as valuable as Wuma Qingqing's appearance.

She promised Wuma Qingqing that she must help her restore her appearance.

"But...Master..."

"No but... if you still regard me as your master."

The little baby has no choice, it knows that if it continues, it will not change anything except that it will annoy Lan Ling?
With some reluctance, the little baby took out the herbs of Shengji Pill, including the unique Shengji Grass.

Two days later.

Shengji Pill was refined.

Lan Ling was overjoyed, looking at the jade-white Muscle-Growing Pill in the pill furnace, it really looked like a beauty's skin, and even the fragrance that came out was like the unique smell of a beauty, which was fascinating and intoxicating.

Lan Ling picked up the Shengji Pill in the pill furnace, and suddenly wrinkled, the joy on her face faded little by little, and her body felt a little chilly.

Lan Ling's hands trembled slightly, Shengji Pill almost fell to the ground, she curled her fingers, hid Shengji Pill in her sleeves, hugged herself with her hands, and rubbed her shoulders with her palms.

To no avail.

The body is getting colder and colder.

At this time, the little baby suddenly appeared in front of Lan Ling, and seeing Lan Ling's icy pale face, it said anxiously: "Master, the cold poison on your body has exploded. No, it will take two or three months at the earliest for the cold poison to appear. , How did it happen so quickly? Master, tell little baby, did you use your profound strength when you were poisoned?"

Lan Ling was so cold that she nodded to the little baby.

"Oops, master, how can you use your profound strength? Do you know that this will speed up the onset of the cold poison?" The little baby was anxious and angry, seeing Lan Ling's cold poison attack, it felt distressed, and couldn't think of a way to help her : "If I had known this before, even if I died, my little darling would not let you even have any muscle-enhancing pills."

Suddenly, the little baby ran towards the alchemy room, but was caught by Lan Ling.

Lan Ling trembled her lips and said: "I'm fine, promise me, don't tell anyone, I don't want them to worry."

The little baby was crying in a hurry: "But master, you obviously have something to do."

Lan Ling parted her pale lips, smiled slightly, and quickly threw the little baby into the Qiankun Ring.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, folded her hands in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes.

She didn't want Xuanyuanhao to worry anymore, and she didn't want more people to worry. Brother Xuan also suffered from the cold poison. She had to get through it before she could go to Jin Yaozong to find the antidote for herself and Brother Xuan.

Another half day and one night passed.

Lan Ling slowly opened her eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she finally survived by herself, although the process was very painful, but as long as she survived, it would be a new day.

Lan Ling got up, dizzy for a while, she stabilized her body, sighed in her heart, survived alone, no better than Xuanyuan Hao carried her through, in his arms, she slept deeply, but alone, as if With too many worries, she woke up just after the cold poison in her body passed.

When Lan Ling walked out of the alchemy room, the cave outside was pitch black, and she couldn't see her fingers. There were several small breathing sounds. It was late at night and everyone was sleeping.

Lan Ling didn't disturb anyone, and walked out very carefully. She has lived here for almost a month. Even without lighting the lamp, she still knows how to get out of the cave.

Outside, the sky full of stars is very beautiful, and the moon emits hazy moonlight, as if it has become an embellishment of stars.

Lan Ling saw a man in a white robe sitting under the stars, holding a flute in his hand, turning his fingers, and the flute turned out beautiful flowers on his fingers.

Suddenly, the white-robed man pinched the flute with his fingers, turned around, and saw that it was Lan Ling, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Don't go to bed so late, sit here and enjoy the stars in the sky?"

Lan Ling said with a smile.

Xue Yi also smiled: "Madam Lan didn't sleep either?"

"I have finished refining the elixir, and I have already slept, and I don't feel sleepy now."

"Since Mrs. Lan is like me, would you be interested in listening to me play a song?"

"If you don't disturb the sleeping person, I'd rather listen to you playing a song."

Xue Yi stood up, smiled and made a please finger to Lan Ling: "Mrs. Lan, please."

Xue Yi is inviting Lan Ling to listen to the music at a farther place, so as not to disturb the sleeping people in the cave.

There is a beautiful lake not far from the cave. At night, the stars are reflected in the water, as if sprinkled with countless bright diamonds, the beauty is mysterious and shocking.

The flute in Xue Yi's hand is on his lips, the sound of the flute is melodious and pleasant, as if it can penetrate the soul, and take you to appreciate the mountains and rivers, all phenomena of nature.

Just one song!

Lan Ling was a little intoxicated, she never expected that Xue Yi was a master at playing the flute.

"Two months ago, I was the eldest son of Jin Yaozong's Xue family, but two months later, I am nothing."

Lan Ling looked at Xue Yi's handsome face, and thought that two months ago, he was seriously injured and was hunted down by men in black. Those were Jin Yaozong's people. They seemed to ask Xue Yi to hand over something. What was it?Bringing Xue Yi to death?
Also, who is Xue Yi's master?
These are all questions, she never asked him, and Xue Yi didn't take the initiative to ask.

Suddenly, Lan Ling saw Xueyi cut open the earlobe of his right ear with his fingertips, a drop of blood dripped down, and a white light flashed on Xueyi's earlobe, and soon, a blue earring appeared on his right ear.

Xue Yi took off the earrings, looked at the earrings, and said slowly: "This is the treasure that the Xue family has guarded for generations. It's not that I have that talent at all, nor is it arranged by God, but...it's already planned."

Lan Ling looked at the earrings in Xue Yi's hand, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling, but soon, that feeling disappeared, Lan Ling was a little surprised, just now, could it be her illusion?

"Xue Yi, do you want to go back to Jin Yaozong for revenge?"

Xue Yi didn't answer Lan Ling, but rubbed the blue gems on her ears with her fingers, her pupils widened, as if lost in memories: "The day the Xue family was destroyed, my father tried his best to protect me, sent me out of the suburbs, and told me , if he dies, I am not allowed to avenge him."

I didn't understand it at the time, but now I understand: "It's not that my father doesn't want me to avenge him, but... my father is afraid that I will die in the hands of the Lord."

"Lord?"

Xue Yi nodded: "He is the strongest existence of Jin Yaozong. Everyone calls him the master. I heard that his cultivation has reached the cultivation level of the master of different fires thousands of years ago."

Xue Yi looked up at Lan Ling, and handed over the blue earrings in his hand, determination flashed across his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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