Chapter 220 (1/2)

Ye Zhiqiu Old God in the way: ”very weak is not counted, but strong this word certainly does not touch with you.”

”Good, good, I weak line, I really give you old disgrace...” Qianren snow breath of one side of the head, easily will ye Zhiqiu in the hands of the xianpin seized in the past, looked up and down, asked: ”how to eat? Will you swallow the whole plant? ”

Ye Zhiqiu said: ”eat the petals first, then allow to suck the pistils, and then refine the medicinal power.”

Qianren snow nodded slightly to show understanding. She got up and put on a coat and sat down beside the bed. She began to take Xiancao according to Ye Zhiqiu's instructions.

It's not a short time to absorb Xiancao. It takes about half a day to absorb more than 30 levels of soul power of Tang San and others. The soul power of thousand Ren snow is much higher, but it takes at least a few hours.

Ye Zhiqiu, who originally wanted to keep warm, could only get up and put on his clothes and walk outside the hall with a sigh. It's time for him to go.

”Creak ~” the door was pushed open.

When the two soul saints guarding the door saw Ye Zhiqiu, they were both stunned.

”Yes, your highness.” The two returned to their senses and quickly bowed to salute.

”Well.” Ye Zhiqiu nodded and ordered: ”xue'er is at the critical moment of cultivation. You should guard the door and not let anyone go in. Even when it is time for the discussion of politics in the hall, if xue'er doesn't come out himself, he is not allowed to disturb him, let alone others.”

”Yes.” They bow down at the same time, and when they look up again, there is no sign of Ye Zhiqiu. Only the fading red awn around them symbolizes that he once appeared here before.

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When the fairy grass is finished, ye Zhiqiu should be busy with his own affairs. He always feels that he has forgotten something...

just after returning to the Liangyi eye of ice and fire, ye Zhiqiu sees Tang Sancheng being held by Dugu Bo with a look of disheartened and loveless.

”Er...” seeing this scene, ye Zhiqiu remembers, as if he had forgotten to give the order to protect Tang San.

Fortunately, Dugu Bo didn't kill him. It seems that he just taught him a lesson.

”Brother Qiu... Help me... This old monster wants to kill me...” seeing ye Zhiqiu, Tang San seems to have seen a savior, and suddenly gets up.

Seeing ye Zhiqiu come back suddenly, Dugu Bo gave a slight cough and threw Tang San aside. ”I just tried this boy's strength. I just looked at it, but it was not bad.”

Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes and said, ”Dugu Bo, I think you should have a good relationship with the boy in your mouth. He can cure the poison in you and your granddaughter.”

”What?” Dugu Bo looked at Tang San with some consternation. If someone else said this, he might not believe it, but for ye Zhiqiu, he believed it.

Because ye Zhiqiu didn't have to cheat him at all. With his strength, he didn't need to use this method to do harm to himself.

”It can be cured, but why should I treat you?” At this time, Tang Sanfen was hard-working and had a totally different attitude, which made Dugu Bo's face a little dark.