At this time, his chest still seemed a little warm. For a person whose body has been as cold as ice all year round, this little warmth was enough for him to remember.
Warm and very comfortable.
For the first time in so many years, he knew that the warmth in his heart felt like this.
She...he remembered.
Jun Ting felt his pulse, and the expression on his face changed little by little, and finally turned into shock. He raised his hand and took off the clothes on Di Yan's chest, and touched his chest with his fingers.
"..."
When Jun Chi and others saw this, their expressions changed and they were indignant. Jun Ting, you goddammit, you dared to take off the Lord's clothes.
OK, you wait.
The four of them gritted their teeth secretly, looked at each other, and nodded in unison, Jun Ting was doomed.
"Master...Master, it's hot, I...I'm not dreaming." Jun Ting was so excited that his mouth almost dropped.
The master was born with a cold body and no body temperature. If there was no heartbeat, the body would be no different from a dead person.
Over the years, the demons have traveled all over the world and searched for countless medicines, but they have been unable to restore the Lord's body.
He is the third generation descendant of the demon pharmacist. He has been studying elixirs since childhood and taking care of the Lord's diet and medicine. No one knows the Lord's physical condition better than him.
For so many years, he had been dreaming about how to restore the Lord's temperature, almost becoming a nightmare...
Now, his dream has come true, and the Lord's heart feels warm.
"Is it really hot?" Jun Chi and others were also shocked.
Jun Ting turned his head blankly, almost crying with excitement, and nodded heavily with tears in his eyes: "Yes, it's hot."
"Does that mean the master's body is the same as that of a normal person?"
"This... I will continue to observe." After Jun Ting finished speaking, he turned to look at Di Yan: "Master, have you found the legendary medicine?"
"Never."
"Then what did the master eat?"
Di Yan thought for a moment and said, "It seems like a kind of warm water."
"Warm water? Where does it come from? I will go find it now."
"You can't find it."
"Why?" Jun Ting was puzzled.
"I don't know how she got that water." Di Yan's faint expression also showed confusion.
In the ice, others say that warm water, even ice water, rarely melts.
He was groggy at the time and didn't know it.
"She?" Jun Ting paused, then his eyes widened as he suddenly thought of something: "She... shouldn't she be Miss Wushuang?"
"Yes." Di Yan nodded.
Jun Ting's heart trembled, it was indeed that woman.
"She is really amazing...Master, I have to go and meet her in person."
Three generations of pharmacists have not been able to figure out how to restore the temperature of the master's body over the years. Now that he has an idea, how can he miss it?
"No need."
"master?"
"I will go in person." Di Yan said calmly.
"..."
Jun Ting shut up knowingly, not knowing whether his master was interested in medicine or women.
However, it would be nice to think about either one.
If it is medicine, the master's body may be able to recover.
If they were human beings, they would have a mistress.
If that woman becomes their mistress, they will all accept it.
Because although this little girl is small, she is very powerful, she is crazy enough, and her skills are very high. She can instantly kill a moderate Qi-fearing practitioner with one blow.
The most important thing is that she dares to say that she likes demons in front of such a sect.
There is probably no other woman like this in the world.