Jie Shuanghua said: "Please pack the medicinal materials, and I will definitely bring back the last medicinal material before the battle of the lord."
Jie Shuanghua is a human being who is decisive and decisive. After saying that, she turned around and left, wanting to deal with the matter of traveling far away.
Qingge carefully put away the two medicinal herbs, and saw that the frost flower was about to leave, so he quickly chased after him, stretched out his jade hand to stop the frost flower.
"I haven't seen each other for more than 11 days. Brother He has already become suspicious. If you leave again, he will be in a panic." Qingge stared at Jie Shuanghua and said.
Jie Shuanghua smiled as if she was ridiculed, and her lips were covered with coldness, "He valued you very much. You brought him a new life. If you have any shortcomings, he will definitely be sad."
"That's how things are decided." Qingge said unquestionably.
Jie Shuanghua still had to speak, Qingge quickly closed the door and almost clamped it to Jie Shuanghua's nose.
Jie Shuanghua walked in the ship's corridor in a daze. She lifted up her sleeves, and several hideous scars and bites were shocking.
She was wearing a thick fox fur cloak.
"Frost Flower." The sound of He Xilou sounded behind him. Xie Shuanghua shook, quickly lowered her sleeves, turned around and looked at He Xilou indifferently.
Jie Shuanghua never showed the sadness of love in front of He Xilou, nor did she hold her head and cry when she was desperate.
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
This is the impression of the frost flower.
She watched him as he walked to this point indifferently.
Even if she had ever been heartbreaking for Xilou, she would never show it.
She is a proud person.
She will never let go of her pride.
"You are also starting to be afraid of the cold?" He Xilou glanced at Jie Shuanghua's cloak.
"Always like this, why are you fussing?" Jie Shuanghua looked at him in confusion.
When Jie Shuanghua returned to see He Xilou, she all raised the indifference of keeping people thousands of miles away, but her little heart was like a deer bumping around, like a girl in love with her spring.
But for so many years, the deer should be killed.
He Xilou frowned. He was not so idle on weekdays, but today he always looked at Jie Shuanghua involuntarily.
Jieshuanghua didn't want to stay for too long, so she left quickly and covered herself tightly.
He Xilou looked back at her and shouted, "Xie Shuanghua!"
Jie Shuanghua's back reflected into He Xilou's eyes, and his heart suddenly sank, as if quicksand had passed through his fingers and could no longer grasp it.
Jie Shuanghua stopped and turned her back to him, "What's the matter with the lord?"
She was covered in scars.
In order to collect the cost of herbs, she went to the battlefield.
She also owe a contract.
She couldn't escape.
As long as He Xilou can restore his strength, what if he does this unknown thing?
If the effort fails, at least I have no regrets.
Jie Shuanghua looked back at He Xilou in a complicated way.
Although she was cold, she also had a nervous heart and was waiting for his triumph in the thousands of killing rains.
She was sincerely happy for him to become king, and she felt sadder than anyone else when she saw him falling out.
Jie Shuanghua didn't care about it on the surface, but she paid close attention to his every move in her heart.
"In the battle of the lord, we have a huge gap in strength from other seas, but since we have decided to make a comeback, we should not give up. The brothers are all practicing. Lord He's body has not yet been healed, so don't blow the wind. I'll go and see their cultivation progress." Jie Shuanghuanhua
Wish to stay more.
He Xilou rushed over with a quick step and grabbed Jie Shuanghua's wrist.
He thought about it for a few days and nights, and wanted to wait until the dust settled before telling Jie Shuanghua what he thought.
However, he has dragged down the understanding of Frost Flower for so long, so why should he pretend to be very clear about the righteousness now?
"Lord He, respect yourself." Xie Shuanghua wanted to pull her hand back, and He Xilou held it hard.
Seeing this, Jie Shuanghua suddenly pushed He Xilou away with force. He Xilou fell on the railing, covering his unhealed wound, his voice was low and hoarse, "Oh, the tendons and veins are about to break again."
Jie Shuanghua was worried and swept away the coldness. She helped He Xilou to Qingge's room, "How? Is it very serious? Let the Master of Yue see for you. Her medical skills are excellent. Although she is not as good as the master disciples of the Medicine Sect, she is still in
The sea of ​​Apocalypse is also considered Mahayana.”
He Xilou stood up suddenly, and his waist stopped arching. He grabbed Jie Shuanghua's hands, looked at her seriously and devoutly, and said, "Frost Flower, I won't say much about the past years, every time I go back
I want to be with you all day long.”
Ho Xilou said, "If I return to the Eight Kings, you will be the woman who sits on the throne with me. If I die here, you can find another good man."
Xie Shuanghua looked at the hands that were tightly held by He Xilou and smiled bitterly.
How long has she been waiting for this moment?
He Xilou grabbed it so hard, but he didn't know that the wounds on her hands were torn open again.
Extreme pain.
Jie Shuanghua dared not shout, and her expression would not even change too much.
He Xilou will find it.
Fortunately, she was wearing thick clothes and blood would not soak out. Blood spirit powder was sprinkled on her clothes. No matter how sharp He Xilou's nose was, she could not smell the smell of blood.
Jie Shuanghua wanted to leave, but He Xilou was holding it tightly.
The wound on the arm is getting more and more painful.
Jie Shuanghua closed her eyes and said tremblingly: "Don't you want the company of Jade Spirit?"
"I don't need her anymore." He Xilou said consciously.
Jie Shuanghua suddenly opened her eyes, "So you need me?"
"I just want you." He Xilou said lightly.
He never had too many sweet words and vows, and every word of his makes Jie Shuanghua's soul tremble.
Jie Shuanghua was extremely excited.
Why is this time?
Jieshuanghua roared in her heart.
She seemed indifferent, but in fact she had already caused storm.
"Are you willing to kill Biyu Ling?" Xie Shuanghua asked sharply.
He Xilou held Jie Shuanghua's hand and let go of his strength.
Jie Shuang's heart trembled, "If she comes back pitifully, will you dare to let her get out?"
He Xilou's hand continued to release.
Jie Shuanghua shook him away and walked out. She returned to the room and wanted to lift her sleeves, but her clothes stuck to the flesh and blood of the wound, which made her feel particularly stinging.
She changed into clothes and burned the old clothes soaked in blood to ashes with fire.
After packing her bags and leaving a letter, she left the Hefeng Sea.
The letter was delivered to Qingge's room. Qingge was about to look for Eleven when he saw the letter understanding Shuanghua.
Jieshuanghua has left, and I will look for the last medicinal herb.
Qingge frowned and shook her head helplessly.
If she goes, the speed will be faster, and she will start to refine medicine after getting the medicinal materials.
Since Jieshuanghua has left, He Xilou's pain has not healed, and the Hefeng Sea area must be controlled by Qingge.
In the next month, she observed the pirates' cultivation during the day, and then found a quiet place to practice by herself.
In the evening, Qingge began to practice alchemy, occasionally refining a few complicated elixirs to practice his hands.
Everything is ready, but the east wind is not available. When the Sankal Grass arrives, she will be able to refine it.
A month passed slowly in the boring practice.
The prohibition of the Fuling Land was untied, and huge ships rowed across the sea to the Fuling Land, and participated in the battle of the lords.
The lords and their respective cultivators started to set off three days in advance.
Chapter completed!