With the wind blowing in the morning, the aroma of Albizzia floats in the courtyard.

After a incense stick.

Under the acacia tree, Su Qing sat in a chair with his eyelids drooping and beautiful. Feichen stood aside and couldn't help looking more.

I don't know if it's because the master's resentment and curse attack and recovery. I always feel that the master's body is full of an irresistible atmosphere of bewitchment.

Obviously he didn't do anything and leaned lazily there.

I've been serving the Lord for so many years, but it's still amazing.

Fortunately, the shaking God was just a moment. Soon the non minister recovered and walked forward and whispered

"Master, your hand

With his voice falling, Su Qing's eyelids trembled for a moment, and his eyes swept across his wrist.

He looked at the wrapped white gauze seeping a lot of blood.

He swept for a moment and then disassembled the gauze.

The bloody hand was exposed to the air.

Although seeing such a scene, Feichen didn't mean to bandage the Lord at all. He just stood by and waited quietly.

See, a deep purple lotus mark flashed, and the wound on Su Qing's wrist healed with the naked eye.

The last second was still bloody, and in the twinkling of an eye there was no hole.

The non minister on one side was very calm. He seemed to know that the Lord could heal himself.

On the contrary, Fei Han, who came back soon, saw this scene, but he was filled with a puzzled color.

After a pause, Feihan whispered

"Master, I remember that it's hard for your body to be hurt by magic tools. What did you encounter in yaowanggu cave before that made your hand unable to heal? "

Feihan asked when he saw that the master was in a good mood.

On the contrary, after listening for a long time, I didn't know what I thought, and suddenly glanced at my intact hands.

Su Qing just glanced at his hand.

The non minister on one side came forward and spoke gently

"Master, the princess is a pharmacist. If you want to look like before, the princess will recognize it at a glance. "

I don't know when Xuanwu came out of another room with Jinwu in his arms. He had coaxed Jinwu all night and made it very annoying. He happened to hear this.

Xuanwu sneered

"If you use this method to attract the Contractor's attention, do you treat her as a fool?"

But as soon as he said this, Xuanwu suddenly tutted impatiently.

When the contractor meets the red flame golden scale python, isn't it the same as the IQ offline?

It once mentioned to the contractor that the red flame golden scale Python has rough skin and thick flesh. Unless he wants to hurt himself, ordinary magic tools can't match him.

What's more, he has a holy snake blood lotus in his hand. As long as he still has one breath, he can be saved. There's nothing to worry about at all.

But when the contractor saw that the snake was injured, his mind was full of great grievances against the snake.

Keep it day by day. If the snake makes any unreasonable demands, the contractor will answer them.

There is no reason.

At the thought of this, Xuanwu shut his mouth and didn't bother to pay attention to the snake. He turned and walked to another room with Jinwu sleeping in his arms.

There are three rooms in the courtyard.

The refining pharmacy was changed into a side room for temporary rest and an additional bed was added.

Xuanwu was just about to put Jinwu on the bed.

Jinwu was sobbing and wanted to cry with his eyes closed, and the two little red flowers on his head wilted.

It's amazing. I'm afraid when I fall asleep.

Xuanwu twisted his eyebrows. Does this cannibal flower have any other abilities besides being stupid?