A woman stepped out from the carriage. She was wearing a pony top and her skin was as beautiful as snow. She was extremely beautiful and unparalleled. She could make one's soul melt when she looked at her.
Li Yu's heart suddenly swayed as soon as he met her eyes. Her jade flesh and beautiful appearance gave her a look that would overwhelm the country.
Although Da Qiao is also stunning, compared to the person in front of him, he is even inferior.
Da Qiao is so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye, but the beauty in front of you is so thrilling and so beautiful that it makes people horny.
Her skin is as white as jade, her eyebrows are as delicate as gems, and her lips are as delicate as petals.
Zuo Ci smiled and was about to introduce him when an afterimage passed by him.
It turned out that it was Li Yu who stepped forward quickly and said with a smile: "Hello madam, the headmaster of the Xiaoke Zhengjing Sect and the serious Taoist Li Yu heard that my wife is ill and came here to diagnose her."
"Thank you, I heard Uncle Zuo say it."
Her voice was thin and soft, which was extremely comfortable to listen to. Most men with weak concentration would not even be able to hear this voice.
Two little maids supported the young lady to the flower hall.
Someone brought bedding and soft cushions. In the Song Dynasty, people were accustomed to sitting on chairs, but in Soochow, this kind of soft cushions was still popular.
A little maid brought a cup of steaming tea and said, "I heard that the Taoist priest is from the Song Dynasty. This is the tea that the Song Dynasty people like to drink."
"I didn't expect that my humble reputation would reach Madam's ears, haha."
The little maid on the side covered her mouth and said with a smile: "It's not from a message, it's from a writing."
Li Yu tilted his head, glanced at her, and asked, "What's the explanation?"
"My young lady often mentions you in my letters,"
Li Yu immediately became alert. He glanced at Zuo Ci and knew that the old man had reservations about him.
Zuo Ci spread his hands and said, "I don't know."
"Who is the other daughter?"
"My young lady's surname is Lu Fang and her first name is Lingqi."
puff!
Li Yu almost spit out the tea in his mouth. Is this Lu Bu's wife?
I don’t know if it’s Yan’s family or Diao Chan’s
"Then this is Mrs. Wen Hou?"
The beautiful woman above has a very good temper, especially towards the servants.
Although the little maid kept talking, she was not angry and said with a chuckle: "Since the death of the master, there have been two powerful people who have been coveting the slave family for a long time. They had no choice but to hide in Soochow to avoid trouble. Lingqi her
She is causing trouble everywhere, but fortunately the little Taoist leader took her in, otherwise I would have been worried about her every day here."
Two powerful people?
Two names suddenly appeared in Li Yu's mind: Cao Cao and Guan Yu.
No wonder she fled to Soochow. Wei and Shu were so capable of fighting that it was not safe to go anywhere.
Boss Cao and Brother Guan
It was really hard on her. No matter from any aspect, these two were top figures in the Six Dynasties.
When Lu Bu died in Xiapi, I really don't know how she escaped.
Li Yu was thinking about it when he suddenly saw Zuo Ci and suddenly understood everything in his heart.
It must have been Zuo Ci who rescued her. It didn't look like the two of them were having an affair. Did Zuo Ci really know Diao Chan's ancestors?
Li Yu finished drinking the water, and the maid came to refill the tea. Li Yu covered the teacup, shook his head, and said: "Madam, you are joking. Miss Lu is the elder and the mainstay of my sect. Since we are all acquaintances, let's start."
Bar?"
"Master Taoist, please excuse me."
Diao Chan exposed a section of her bright wrist and gently placed it on the small table in front of her.
Li Yu moved his fingers, and a stream of moisture enveloped his fingertips, giving off a faint light.
The water vapor was like a thin thread, slowly flying towards Diao Chan and wrapping around her wrist.
As soon as Shui Ling entered Diao Chan's body, Li Yu frowned and looked at Zuo Ci.
Zuo Ci laughed dryly and nodded.
Diao Chan is not the weak woman with no strength as she imagined. In her sea of qi, the true qi is endless, vast and majestic.
In the middle of the sea of qi, it is not the wheel platform that is actuating the movement, but a demon pill.
Not only is she a demon, she is also a great demon.
Li Yu immediately thought of Baimao, Zuo Ci's old friend, who else could it be.
The expression on Li Yu's face was uncertain. The relationship between Bai Mao and him could not be said to be close, but they could be considered acquaintances. Moreover, he had helped him many times. If he were asked to save his descendants at that time, Li Yu would have nothing to say.
But some time ago, he was suspected of playing tricks on Da Qiao. Although Li Yu was not sure, he thought that his calculations were not bad.
Zuo Ci said: "Little friend Li Yu, I will explain some things to you later, but it will not be what you think."
Li Yu closed his eyes, flicked his fingers gently, and sighed secretly.
Regardless of whether she is a descendant of Baimao or not, based on her relationship with Lu Lingqi, she has no choice but to save her.
Moreover, he had accepted Zuo Ci's gift in advance and had no intention of returning it to him.
Li Yu concentrated on activating the Shui Zi Jue, which slowly flowed through Diao Chan's meridians.
Diao Chan's eyes slowly turned red, and the clothes on her chest and vest were soaked with sweat.
There is a surge of spiritual power in her meridians, which is repairing the pain that has troubled her for more than ten years.
The cold poison trapped in the organs is like a dormant poisonous snake. Once it attacks, it will be like a poisonous snake opening its fangs. All the meridians in Diao Chan's body will be frozen and blocked, and the whole body will be bitingly cold.
Beads of sweat broke out on Li Yu's forehead, and the meridians in Diao Chan's body were attacked by the cold poison day and night. An ordinary person would have been so miserable that he would have wished to die.
Unexpectedly, she has such great perseverance.
The maid behind Diao Chan looked at her master with a worried look on her face, her eyes were red and swollen, and she could see the deep love between master and servant.
She held a green jade flute with both hands, and blew it across her lips. The sound of the flute made people feel peaceful.
Even Li Yu felt refreshed, and the tune caressed everyone's ears like flowing water.
Li Yu held his breath and concentrated, carefully adding a trace of fire spirit into the water vapor.
A steady stream of water spirit power wraps around the fire spirit and swims in Diao Chan's meridians.
She felt comfortable all over, and a warm current was injected into her, temporarily suppressing the cold poison that had been bothering her all these years.
This long-lost comfortable feeling even made her sigh and moan.
For Li Yu, it was not so easy. He had to be careful not to make any mistakes.
If you are not careful, the power of the fire spirit will spread and cause secondary damage to Diao Chan's meridians.
Diao Chan began to sit cross-legged, her snow-white face sometimes bright red, sometimes pale, and then a touch of green appeared.
As Li Yu became more and more skilled, Diao Chan's face turned from white to red.
The cold poison in her meridians and organs was like spring snow under the scorching sun, melting away little by little. Everyone watched nervously, not daring to breathe loudly.
Soon, more than half of the meridians in Diao Chan's body became smooth, and her breath flow became smooth and free.
It feels like a child whose hands and feet have been tied up for ten years can suddenly move his hands and feet freely.
