A huge white energy suddenly burst out from Su Yingxia's body, just like the purple love before. As Tianzhiqiongqi was pulled out by Han Sanqian, Ziqing suddenly felt as if she had lost her soul. Her body became soft and was about to fall down. Han Sanqian helped her sit and lie down.

Immediately afterwards, Su Yingxia's body returned to normal, but compared to before, there was a layer of stable white air on her body that had been shrouding on her body.

Han Sanqian understood the method of Tianzhiqiuqiu very well, which was somewhat similar to the method of using Gu to reduce poison.

This is like some people use Gu to poison people, but some people use Gu to save people. Tianzhiqiuqiu is now like sand and gravel. To some extent, it is the Gu at this time.

Han Sanqian can also be sure that it did not deceive himself. It is indeed always accompanied by life danger. Once any mistakes occur, it will inevitably be a place of doom.

After all, even if someone is bitten by a venomous snake and someone goes to help take drugs and turns poison, it is very likely to face the risk of being infected with snake venom. What it faces is a rootless poison that is thousands of times more powerful than snake venom.

Once you get hit, it's the same as this guy like Su Yingxia...

Seeing that the white Qi was becoming more stable, Han Sanqian did not dare to say anything, for fear that he would accidentally disturb Tianzhiqiuqi. At this time, he could not do anything and could only wait silently beside him.

One minute...

One hour...

Even, for a whole number of hours.

When the sun sets, when the moon sets, when the sun sets, and then, the night passed, the evil Taotie next to him had already slept sounds, and sometimes it made waves of sluts.

Han Sanqian's eyes were exhausted. He had never closed his eyes once for a whole night. Although he knew that he could not help Su Yingxia now, as a husband, he still kept watching Su Yingxia like this, hoping to know everything about Su Yingxia as soon as possible.

Outside the bamboo house, Qin Shuang's face was still as cold as frost. She was holding a bowl of hot porridge in her hand and wandering gently outside the door. She knew that Han Sanqian had not slept for a night and wanted to give him some porridge to warm up her body, but she was afraid that she would disturb him at this time. The morning was slightly cool and she was afraid that the porridge would get cold. She kept covering the mouth of the bowl with her other hand, and then placed the other side of the bowl next to her belly as much as possible.

While she was hesitating, the sound of footsteps came. When she turned around, she saw Ningyue slowly walking over with a bowl.

Ningyue smiled slightly when she saw Qin Shuang: "I just brought some dishes."

While speaking, Ningyue looked at Qin Shuang with the things in her bowl. Sure enough, the bowl was just a little vegetables.

"I know you will definitely deliver him food." Ningyue smiled softly: "There is no movement inside?"

Qin Shuang shook her head in disappointment and looked down at the porridge in her hand. This was made by her hands before dawn. She might have outstanding talent in practicing Taoism, but she knew nothing about cooking. Five of her fingertips were red, which explained everything.

"I'm not the only one who delivers the meal." Qin Shuang smiled bitterly.

On the way here, she had seen many people cooking porridge. Most of the wooden houses were collective food, and cooking alone was not necessary, so she knew everything that was done.

Ningyue smiled bitterly. This was indeed true. On the way she came, she also saw famous scenes of cooking porridge everywhere. Whether it was the eldest lady Wang Simin, the eldest lady Su Yan, or Xia Wei and Xiao Chunhua who came in with Han Sanqian, almost everyone was busy with the porridge in their hands, regardless of whether they could or not.

After taking a look at the bamboo house, Ningyue naturally no longer needed Qin Shuang's answer.

"The girl named Xia Wei, who Han Sanqian brought back, looks pretty and has a good temperament. Compared with you, it is not bad at all." Ningyue smiled lightly, and after saying that, she put the bowl in her hand on Qin Shuang's hand, turned around and returned to the direction of the wooden house.

Qin Shuang smiled bitterly, why didn’t she know what Ningyue meant?

But she also wanted to do it, but a pity...

The person in the house is his whole body.

At this time, the sun shone through the clouds and shone faintly into the house, bringing some warmth to the entire dead house.
Chapter completed!