The medicinal gas penetrates into the five internal organs.

It successfully relieved some pain.

Ying Qian caressed his chest and smiled at Shen Yan.

"Thank you."

Shen Yan shook his head and stood beside the bed, still holding the hem of Ying Qian's clothes tightly with his fingers.

This sensible look made Lantu look at him twice.

Yingqian said he didn't know how to raise children.

But now take a look.

Isn’t this quite well-raised?

She's so sticky!

Lantu looked pleased, walked to the bed and sat down, took out a spiritual fruit from the storage ring and handed it to Yingqian.

"It's said to be a punishment, but it's just some trivial things. How can I really punish you?"

Yingqian took a bite of the spirit fruit and ignored him.

The blueprint didn't care and continued to mind its own business:

"You were the last to join the family, and the head senior brother personally raised you up. He is the most caring and fond of you. This time you and the third senior brother fought against each other in the same sect, and were injured. You were both punished, but you just gave everyone an explanation. "

"Discussion." Ying Qian gave him a white look and said angrily: "What are you talking about? With this name, how can I beat up Nalan Yue next time?"

"Don't fight again!"

Lantu shook his head quickly and frowned:

"I was scared to death when I saw you injured. If this happens again..."

After he said this, he reacted and quickly said "poof" several times.

Just to fight.

Blueprint also wishes the hurting.

Not Yingqian.

It's okay to say he's biased.

Just be selfish.

Compared with Nalan Yue, Lantu hopes that Yingqian will be safe and sound.

"Okay, let's go slowly without seeing you off."

Yingqian sighed, feeling so depressed that he simply issued an eviction order.

Lantu curled his lips, and although he wisely stood up and moved his steps outward, he still reluctantly said:

"How can you be so heartless? I saved you after all!"

"It's like I didn't save you."

He muttered and left.

Before leaving.

Don't forget to leave a few spiritual fruits.

Yingqian thought about the children, who seemed to like these sweet tastes.

Then he gave Shen Yan all the spiritual fruits and said at the end:

"This is still somewhat beneficial to your cultivation. You and Xiaobai should share it."

Shen Yan didn't have time to be happy.

Then I heard Lin Mubai's name from Yingqian's mouth.

The flames of joy slowly ignited.

In the blink of an eye.

Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.

Shen Yan felt extremely depressed.

Not because of spiritual fruit.

But Yingqian, while thinking about him, was also thinking about Lin Mubai.

Because Xu Yin was by Ying Qian's side, Shen Yan didn't notice for a moment and showed a trace of his emotions.

I caught a glimpse of the depression on his face.

Yingqian was stunned at first.

Then he cleared his throat, tried his best to soften his tone, and said coaxingly:

"No need to worry, it's just a minor injury. Even if I go to fight Nalan Yue now, there will be no problem."

She bent down and brushed her fingertips against Shen Yan's cheek.

at the same time.

He heard Yingqian's voice again.

"Master is very happy that you can care so much about Master."

Shen Yan was stunned.

He slowly raised his head and ran into the soft waves in Yingqian's eyes.

"Good apprentice."

There is a warm feeling on the forehead.

The red spiritual power surged quietly.

It dispelled the fatigue that Shen Yan had accumulated in the past few days.

He was very supportive.

I don’t want to be caught by Ying Qian.

But how could she not see it.

"Master..."

Shen Yan didn't want Ying Qian to waste his spiritual power.

But the words had just left his mouth.

He felt a wave of drowsiness coming over him.

Just for a moment.

Shen Yan fell into an embrace full of rose fragrance.

At the last second when his consciousness fell, he heard a familiar voice.

"Go to sleep."

Immortals don’t know what time is.

Going around and around.

Four years have passed.

Yingqian recovered from his injuries early.

Although his cultivation has become more refined, he can't find a chance to fight with Nalan Yue again.

It was a good time to have nothing to do and have a good time drinking and fighting.

It finally became a memory that can only be found in dreams.

"Just take a sip."

Yingqian sniffed and sat pitifully on the ground, holding her head high and begging humbly:

"I promise, just one bite will make you feel better!"

After all, she is also the master of Youxian Pavilion.

Regardless of qualifications and accomplishments.

It is enough to gain worship and respect in the world of immortality.

But even so.

Yingqian still couldn't even take a sip of wine.

She was also puzzled.

What kind of evil did he do to make Shen Yan his disciple?
To be continued...