Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 372 Preparing for a Medicinal Bath
Qian Chong didn't even know when Hua Qinglan returned to Qingli Hall, but only vaguely remembered that after returning to Qingli Hall, Hua Qinglan quickly went to Qingming Hall.

When Mu Huaiyuan and Yan Mingchong saw Hua Qinglan, they were both taken aback, and a gleam of disbelief flashed in their eyes.

"Didn't you leave earlier?" Mu Huaiyuan remembered clearly.

Yan Mingchong also nodded in agreement.

"Is there?" Hua Qinglan asked solemnly.

"Maybe yes, I'm back again." Before the two of them could answer, Hua Qinglan replied decisively. He did leave, but because of Qian Chong's sudden return, he turned back halfway.
Mu Huaiyuan and Yan Mingchong looked at each other and smiled speechlessly.

"I have something to do now, and I need to borrow the mirror from the sky." Hua Qinglan's eyes darkened.

"What do you need to use the mirror for?" Mu Huaiyuan asked subconsciously.

Hua Qinglan was silent.

"Do you need us to help you?" Looking at Hua Qinglan's tense expression, Mu Huaiyuan and Yan Mingchong's faces were also stained with solemnity.

Hua Qinglan shook her head.

He just wanted to confirm that this matter was too important to be known by too many people. The more people knew, the more dangerous Qian Chong's situation might be.

Thinking so, Hua Qinglan entered the Qingming Palace, while Mu Huaiyuan and Yan Mingchong withdrew decisively.

With a wave of his hand, golden light streamed down, forming a tight and impenetrable barrier.

Hua Qinglan's slender figure is hidden in the brilliance, with outstanding fairy appearance and handsome appearance, no one can compare with her.

When the golden characters continuously emerged from the center of the eyebrows, the sky-reflecting mirror hanging above the dome instantly shone with intense light.

Hua Qinglan closed her eyes subconsciously, and when she opened them again, intermittent pictures had already been found in her eyes.

But it is the most authentic restoration of the past scene.

The woman in the picture is dressed in white clothes, with a proud look on her brows, which is enough to overlook all living things, and behind him, the four great beasts are neatly lined up, looking into her eyes, all revealing the meaning of piety.

"Blue Dragon White Tiger Suzaku Xuanwu." Hua Qinglan couldn't help whispering with deep eyes.

At this moment, the woman in the picture suddenly turned her eyes towards Hua Qinglan's direction.

"Purple eyes!" Hua Qinglan exclaimed suddenly, she was indeed right in that glance.

And the expression on that face is exactly the same as that petite person standing among the white snow and red plums in the Tiangong that day.

Hua Qinglan's heart suddenly began to be shocked without a bottom line.

The picture extends down little by little, promoting the development of the entire battle between gods and demons. Hua Qinglan seems to have seen a clue.

But at this moment, the waves in front of his eyes shook, and the picture disappeared in an instant, and a huge backlash swept towards Hua Qinglan.

It was dark before his eyes, and blood gushed out. Hua Qinglan's body was already unstable, and his knees were kneeling on the ground.

"The Mirror of the Sky was actually sealed." Hua Qinglan tried to open the Mirror of the Sky again to find out what was going on, holding on to the huge pressure in his heart, but the Mirror of the Sky was not moving at all, and he faintly felt that there was a vast power, and it was constantly spreading. , and Hua Qinglan resisted.

With a dull pain in her heart, Hua Qinglan leaned forward, staggering and about to fall, her hands resting on the ground, finally stopped all of this.

He raised his eyes slightly, his ink-like hair was scattered in front of him, and the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth was like a red plum that bloomed overnight.

Holding her weak body back to Qingli Hall, Hua Qinglan went straight to the study.

But in front of his eyes, it was like being covered in a layer of blood mist, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Master." Qian Chong saw Hua Qinglan approaching from a distance, and called softly.

She is a bit nervous, but she has never seen Hua Qinglan's abnormal state.

Hua Qinglan tried to focus his eyes when he heard the words, he stood there with a slight smile, his lips were as white as paper, as if as long as the breeze passed, he would disappear completely.

"Master, did you fight with someone?" Suddenly seeing the sporadic bright red dots on Hua Qinglan's skirt, Qian Chong asked suspiciously.

Hua Qinglan couldn't help but pause in his heart. He lowered his eyes and saw that there were still a few red spots blooming. Maybe it was too negligent when he just cleaned it up.

Nodding, Hua Qinglan answered Qian Chong's question.

But in the next second, Hua Qinglan couldn't help coughing. Seeing this, Qian Chong frowned slightly, and in the air, the smell of blood that he could not bear wafted out.

"Master." Qian Chong couldn't help calling softly.

"What's wrong?" Hua Qinglan still acted like nothing happened.

It wasn't until Qian Chong, who lowered her eyebrows and said nothing, suddenly heard a slight sniffling sound, that Hua Qinglan couldn't help sighing.

Perhaps, she didn't hide it from her eyes from the very beginning, she would feel uncontrollably sad every time she saw him hurt, but why did he want her to know.
"Master, don't try to hide from Xiaochong when you get hurt in the future." Qianchong raised his eyes, his face was delicate and tender, but there was a slight sense of sexual desire in the corner of his eyes.

Hua Qinglan nodded, her voice low and hoarse. "Okay, as a teacher, stop hiding it."

"Xiao Chong, what are you doing?" Seeing Qian Chong running back and forth in the yard without stopping, Shen Yuege couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, Qian Chong couldn't help turning his head around, and then made a silent gesture.

"Our door, please speak in a quieter voice, the master is resting inside!" Qian Chong said, pointing to Hua Qinglan's room again.

You know, Hua Qinglan can hear any noise, not to mention the sound of Shen Yuege shouting at the top of her throat.

"All right, all right, I see, what are you doing!" Shen Yuege quickly lowered her voice, and then asked.

Qian Chong's shrewd eyes couldn't help turning for a moment, and then said mysteriously.

"What, boiling medicine, Master, is he injured?" Shen Yuege bluffed again.

Qian Chong quickly covered Shen Yuege's mouth. "I told you that the master is resting, and you are still so loud." After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but give Shen Yuege a sad look.

Shen Yuege quickly looked at Qian Chong apologetically.

"Then let me help you, so that I can do my part for the honored master." After Shen Yuege finished speaking, she took the fan from Qian Chong's hand, and then gently shook it. 180
"I just heard that the medicine bath is effective, but I don't know if it can alleviate the injury of the master." Qian Chong boiled the medicine juice, but he hesitated.

When Shen Yuege heard the words, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Of course the effect will be better. If you think about it, if you take a medicinal bath, your whole body's muscles and bones will be soaked in the medicine, and your tendons will also benefit." Shen Yuege said with high spirits.

"Have you tried it?" Seeing this, Qian Chong couldn't help asking subconsciously.

Shen Yuege shook her head.

Uh, then you haven’t tried it before. What you said is so mysterious, it seems that you have verified it yourself. Qian Chong glanced at Shen Yuege and turned away.

But after thinking about it, what Shen Yuege said was quite reasonable, and he secretly made a decision in his heart, and Qian Chong was ready to make some preparations immediately.

(End of this chapter)