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Chapter 27 Where to find it

Tang Ling slept until early the next morning.

As soon as I woke up, I saw a picture of a fair and smooth handsome face under the morning sunlight.

Under the outline of the light, you can even see the tiny fluff on the face, like the delicate facial features depicted in a gongbi painting, and below are the delicate collarbones...

Tang Ling shrank back suddenly and woke up instantly.

Only then did I remember what happened last night.

At that time, after she had treated the eighth young master of Jun's Mansion, she was arranged to rest. For some reason, the people in Jun's Mansion only arranged one room. Tang Ling wanted to find someone to arrange another room, but Song Nan said that he could just lay down a floor.

She was really too tired. Seeing that Song Nan insisted on sharing a room with her, she nodded in agreement.

Now that I think about it, Song Nan actually "insisted" on sleeping next to her...

Is it because you are a little worried about yourself?

Backfired by that poison?

Tang Ling carefully recalled the expression on Song Nan's face at that time. It seemed that he was...a little worried?

No, I am very worried.

When I think about it, I feel a little embarrassed...

Tang Ling was daydreaming alone, rolling back and forth on the bed unconsciously, her face flushed by the warm morning light.

He also recalled the scene when he was rescuing people at night. At that time, Song Nan's whole body was wet with sweat. His long hair was tied up behind his back, and a few strands of black hair on his temples clung to his fair face. He looked a little bit lost because of the loss of spiritual power.

The weak, pale lips and concentrated expression add a bit of androgynous beauty to the whole person.

This kind of beauty is different from Yuan Yulang's.

Yuan Yulang often made her feel as beautiful as a girl, but in an extremely flamboyant and bright way.

Song Nan is cold and cold.

It's as cold as the first time I saw it, like the desolate stars on a cold night, as if it shouldn't exist in this place, this world.

It's just that when we first saw it, it was hard ice in the middle of winter. Now, it seems to have turned into soft snow under the sun.

But it seemed to be blown away by the wind.

If there really was an immortal... would he have the kind of independent temperament that seemed to fly away in the next second than Song Nan?

When I thought of this, I suddenly saw the eyelashes as black as crow feathers trembling on the sleeping person's face.

Tang Ling closed her eyes for a moment, expecting to hear the rustling sound of Song Nan getting up immediately, but the room fell into extreme silence.

There was no movement at all, and even the sound of Song Nan's long and gentle breathing when she was asleep seemed to have disappeared.

But in the silence, she heard the "plop" and "plop" sounds coming from her chest, which were stronger than each other, and the sound of her heart beating.

Tang Ling couldn't bear it and cautiously opened one eye.

A pair of dark pupils lay motionless, looking at him with great concentration. There seemed to be some unknown emotion in them, but the moment Tang Ling opened his eyes, they suddenly disappeared in shock.

Song Nan rolled his eyes, did not look at Tang Ling, cleared his throat and said, "Are you awake early?"

Tang Ling opened her other eye with some embarrassment and said "hehe" twice to express her acquiescence.

Song Nan did not investigate why Tang Ling pretended to be asleep. Instead, he stood up, arranged his clothes, turned his back to Tang Ling and asked, "How was your rest? Are you feeling better?"

Tang Ling nodded, "Much better, where is senior brother?"

"I'm fine. I haven't slept for such a long time. I'm in good spirits. But are your toxins really useless to you?" Song Nan thought of the scene where Tang Ling introduced poison to the eighth young master through his own body last night, and he felt a little scared for a moment.

"It has no effect." Tang Ling said, "Maybe it's because of Xiao Hei. In addition, in the Lingxian Sect, I was soaked in various potions by Elder Liu. My body has changed a long time ago. Now it is really invulnerable to all poisons.

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Song Nan arranged her clothes and was silent for a moment, "That's good, but you still have to be careful. Never do such dangerous things in the future."

Tang Ling was busy responding.

"I'll go out, you make up the bed first, and I'll make up the bed when I get back." After saying that, Song Nan walked out.

The news that Tang Ling had woken up quickly spread throughout the Jun's mansion.

The first ones to arrive were Jun Yiyi and Jun Fang.

The accommodation originally arranged for Tang Ling and Tang Ling was the guest room in their courtyard. Before Jun Yiyi arrived, the sound had already come in.

"It turns out that you can not only poison, but you can also rejuvenate!" Her clear voice suddenly stopped when she saw Song Nan in the room, and her eyes suddenly became complicated.

Naturally, she had also heard the rumors about Song Nan being Tang Ling.

Then he turned to Tang Ling, looking like he was about to speak but hesitated.

Tang Ling saw her suddenly shut up and had an incomprehensible expression on her face, feeling puzzled in her heart. However, when she saw Jun Fang and maid Liu Er coming in one after another, her injuries seemed to be healed, and she was looking at her with a smile, and she couldn't help but have a smile on her face.

meaning.

"Is your injury healed?" Tang Ling stepped forward.

"Thanks to Miss Tang for the medicine." Jun Fang said, "Yiyi is right. Miss Tang is really a master of rejuvenation. The pills she gave are extraordinary."

"Yes, this time we owe you another favor, or a life." Jun Yiyi also came over and wrinkled her little nose.

But after glancing at Jun Fang, his expression suddenly changed, he blinked, and said with a smile, "Why don't you let my sister agree to marry you?"

"Yiyi!" Jun Fang pursed her lips helplessly, looking at Tang Ling and then at Song Nan, "My little sister is naughty, so don't mind."

Tang Ling naturally knew what Jun Yiyi meant by "promising oneself", and it must have something to do with Yuan Yulang, but since the last night talk at the inn, she did not dare to interfere too much in Yuan Yulang's marriage.

Everyone has their own fate.

However, not necessarily.

Tang Ling suddenly remembered the purpose of coming to Jun Fang this time, then took Jun Fang's hand and said, "By the way, I came here to ask you for a favor."

"What's the favor?" Jun Fang's face lit up, as if she was happy that she could help Tang Ling.

Tang Ling hesitated for a while, then asked, "I know that Junfu is a well-known mining family in Fengdu. I heard that you were once a leader among the younger generation of Junfu, but during a trip to explore the Lingshi mine,

During the process, something seems to have happened that resulted in the current physical condition where all spiritual power has been lost..."

When he said this, Tang Ling watched Jun Fang's expression change from bright to gloomy, and the hand he held gradually became cold and lost its warmth.

Although he didn't want to expose anyone's wounds, Tang Ling still spoke firmly.

Because this matter concerns Song Nan and Junfang himself.

"I want to hear you talk about what happened at that time." Tang Ling looked into Jun Fang's eyes and said seriously without any escaping, "Listen carefully, and then I want to see if I can cure you."

Jun Fang's eyes alternated between light and dark for a moment, but the hand holding Tang Ling gradually loosened, "Miss Tang, thank you for your kindness, but I..."

"No need for treatment!" Suddenly, a loud voice came from outside the door. Jun Fu, dressed in purple, strode in, followed by Jun Xiu'er and Jun Ru who looked arrogant.

The seventh young master, Jun Lei, had a look of surprise on his face and approached Tang Ling, "Are you serious? You can really heal the third sister!"

"What do you mean by that!" Before Tang Ling could answer, Jun Yiyi was lit like a firecracker.

"What do you mean? Literally!" Fifth Miss Jun Xiu'er said first, "The Great Alchemist said before that she was dead. Third Sister's physique was injured by ancient formations. Unless it is broken by ancient magic, it can't be solved."

You also know that ancient magic has been lost for a long time, where did you find an ancient power to help third sister heal!"


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