Hilarious Xiuxian Meng fox is not allowed to escape

Chapter 1294 The Sick Beauty Under the Moon

It was night, after Yan Zhaowei's breathing had stabilized, An Baobao moved secretly under the cover of the moonlight.

Only then did a certain one notice that Yan Zhaowei had occupied a main peak by himself, and more importantly, the geographical location of the main peak... It didn't look like it could be obtained with his status.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is also the saying that there are geomantic treasures, and some directions are indeed good. Luo An'an has also learned a little bit from Jin Hao Xianzun.The place where Yan Zhaowei lives at the moment is obviously one of the best geomantic places in Xungu.And the opposite of the main peak is covered with white flags. The main peak happens to be another geomantic treasure.

A certain fox thought about it, and finally jumped and ran to the opposite side.

"Ahem, it's a bit windy today."

The sickly beauty under the moon coughed lightly and said, the maid at the side immediately put on a thick furry cloak for him.

"Son, it's cool at night, why don't you go back and rest."

The two people's words made Baby An, who was eavesdropping, a little confused. It looked at the hair on the tail that was gently blown by the wind. Where is the wind blowing?Such a small wind at this time is nothing at all!

After Luo Anan continued to look over, she realized that this beauty was very thin. It was no exaggeration to say that she was so thin that there was only a skeleton left under the skin.But that elegant appearance and demeanor made him feel a little comfortable when he was out of shape.

An Baobao instantly felt that this person's body was really weak, and he was afraid of the cold even with such a little breeze.His hair was also loose, and that small head seemed unable to bear any weight other than the hair.His skin is very white, waxy white, so white that it is somewhat transparent.His eyes were also extraordinarily large because of his thinness, and he looked like a crystal doll.

A certain curved front paw looked at him worriedly, for fear that his slender waist would be broken by the heavy cloak.

How, how is this person so weak!Doesn't he live on the best main peak?
At this moment, another maid entered the courtyard.With sharp eyes, Luo Anan saw that she was holding a heavy wooden plate steadily, on which was a large jade bowl.

"Holy Son, just drink the medicine." The woman's voice was tinged with pity.

The smell of medicine floated into Luo An'an's nose along the wind, and one sniffed it. The medicine used was very similar to the decoction Yan Zhaowei took today.The difference is that there seem to be several rarer spiritual plants in this bowl of medicine.

The sickly beauty frowned slightly, a little resisting: "I don't know how many days I can live in this body, why waste these medicines!"

"Holy Son, don't say these things, you will be healthy after drinking the medicine." The maid serving the medicine seemed to be a bit older, and what she said was a bit vicissitudes: "I beg you, old slave, drink the medicine OK?"

The Holy Son smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt Mo, the medicine is really bitter. I have been drinking it every day since I came here for hundreds of years. Now that I am finally about to be free, can't you let me go away happily?"

This is really sad.The hand of the speaking maid who was holding the medicine steadily trembled a little.She has served the Holy Son for hundreds of years and watched him grow up, so why doesn't she know this.In fact, the Holy Son dislikes bitterness the most, and hates taking medicine the most.But if you don't drink the medicine, you can't do it. If you don't drink it... I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tomorrow!
The maid hardened her heart, held the medicine bowl in front of the Holy Son and tremblingly said, "Please drink the medicine!"

The sick and weak beauty looked down for a while, but finally she gave up, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

"Forget it, no matter what, my life is inseparable from the medicine. Every time I recall it, I only have a bitter taste. I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of the fragrance of the medicine after I die!"

(End of this chapter)