Being addicted to fireworks is a niche strange fire developed for bone marrow smoke. Although it has not been listed on the strange fire list, it is a devastating harm to bone marrow smoke.

If a holder of the bone marrow smoke with a wisp of eyebrows touches and is addicted to fireworks, the heart of the other person will be damaged, and the degree of damage will continue to deepen.

Qingge was lying on the bed, and he could still hear the laughter and joy of the little buns outside the house. The pain in his face instantly turned into gentleness like the spring breeze.

In the abyss, there can be light shining everywhere, which is a blessing in disgrace.

The singer supported the bed and supported it hard, gritted his teeth, wiped off the blood from his chin, pursed his lips, and looked straight ahead with a firm look.

Sitting cross-legged, motionless like an old monk, with strong willpower crushing the pain coming from the heart.

Qingge really has no way to deal with the bone marrow smoke that spreads from the purple moon flowers.

After a long time, Qingge finally planned to take out the heart-protecting formation obtained from Mr. Zhou's endgame.

Qingge spread his hands open, and a faint light was connected to a light array between the palms of his hands.

The sky-blue formation light shone on Qingge's cheeks, and his eyes were clear and clear.

A wonderful sound rang out, and the formation broke away from Qingge's palms, rotated up and down rapidly, and appeared under Qingge's seat.

The light of the heart-protecting formation under the seat spread to Qingge's house.

Even at this moment, Qingge did not forget to block the fluctuations in the house.

She was afraid of her relatives’ worries.

Rather than doing this, it is better to fight all the pain alone.

In the formation, Qingge seemed to be able to see the flying eyeless dragon and the boy wearing a cloak.

The boy stood with one foot, his other leg was bent high, his hands were folded together, and a string of Buddhist beads hung on his thumb, but the other hand had a whisk.

Buddhist beads, Taoist whisks.

Since ancient times, the two most influential factions in this era are the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.

The three dukes of this era were Taoist masters.

The young light and shadow in the heart-protecting formation are Mr. Zhou from a distant era.

Mr. Zhou, Qinglian Taizu and the Great Emperor were both figures of the same era. In that era, the dark masters were evil, and the Qinglian clan was originally a group of young men who loved peace and were full of energy.

This heart-protecting formation was a time when Mr. Zhou was severely injured and his heart meridian was damaged. His contracted beast, the ancient dragon, ran thousands of miles away, begging a master to treat Mr. Zhou.

Gu Long carried Mr. Zhou on his back and begged one Taoist master after another.

Under such a dangerous situation, Mr. Zhou formed a heart-protecting formation that shocked hundreds of schools.

"Girl, your heart is a little damaged. I will repair it for you."

The boy's voice was particularly old and heavy. His delicate hands pointed to Qingge's eyebrows, and the distance became shorter, and the tender skin on his hands gradually became old and filled with wrinkles and scars.

The speed of that finger was particularly slow, as if it was a picture that deliberately slowed down. But in the next moment, it seemed like a finger from ancient times, but it gently tapped between Qingge's eyebrows, all the light of the formation.

They all gathered under Mr. Zhou's fingertips, then quickly contracted into one, all of which were poured into the body and then into the heart.

Qingge looked at the internal organs and felt nervous.

Then the formation protects the heart, and the bone marrow smoke scattered in the internal organs and tendons, all returned to the purple moon flower.

At this point, all the pain disappeared completely, and Qingge also breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Qingge was unable to get up, and then he realized that the brocade quilt under him had been soaked in a small part.

After looking at the blood on the ground, Qingge raised his hand slightly, and the smell of sweat and blood disappeared.

Qingge left quietly, entered the bathing pool, took a bath before breathing a sigh of relief.

Qingge leaned against the marble edge of the bathtub, put his slender and jade-like hands on his chest, and his eyes looked like a layer of mist.

Protect the heart once and be in the body with the heart.

If the body is divided into a array, the heart and meridians will be damaged forever.

...

This is the words sounded in my ears when the heart-protecting formation is embedded on the purple moon flower.

It seems to be the voice of Mr. Zhou.

Now the heart protection formation is on the purple moon flower. If it is forcibly removed, the degree of damage to the heart will affect the cultivation of life.

A few days later, there will be a wedding banquet between Xuanyuan Lin and Princess Shangting, the God of Reincarnation, Yunshui and the King of Divine Moon. These people are afraid that they all need a heart-protecting formation.

Qingge once thought about giving up the car to protect his handsomeness, putting down the heart-protecting formation, and just wanting to be alive.

Now it seems that once the heart protection formation is abandoned, there will be great problems in her cultivation system.

The cultivation system is the function of the human body's internal organs, flesh and blood, and its own function. Even if the genius and the cultivation system and the physical function are damaged, it will never be compensated. It is like many sequelae, accompanied by a lifetime.

For example, Qingge forced the separation of the heart-protecting formation, the consequences are unimaginable, and at least he will be sick for a lifetime and cannot practice.

After the heart meridian is damaged, if you practice, your heart will bear hundreds of times more terrifying pressure than before.

In the worst case, you will be paralyzed for life and rely on medicine to maintain vitality.

...

Thinking of this, Qingge let out a sigh of relief again.

The wedding banquet at Shenyue Palace is a Hongmen banquet.

Qingge walked out of the bathroom, and the wind gradually became colder.

Xiao Baozi talked and laughed at Jie Bilan, Dongling Cod sat on the high wall and looked into the distance, Dongfang Po studied medical books.

Yan Bitong saw Qingge, took off her cloak and walked over Qingge's thin body.

"The wind is strong at night, and the cold air is strong, don't catch a cold." Yan Bitong held Qingge's hand.

"Mom..."

The little bun ran over happily and rushed into Qingge's arms.

"Mom's body smells so good." Xiao Baozi said happily.

Qingge smiled slightly, and her frown brow finally stretched out: "Are you happy with grandma?"

Xiao Baozi nodded like pounding garlic: "Happy, grandma and aunt Lan are both very good, and Uncle Dongling."

Qingge raised his eyes and looked at Dongling Cod on the high wall, and smiled at each other.

"You Uncle Dongfang is also very good." Dongfang Po couldn't help but raise his head from the medical book and corrected it.

Xiao Baozi looked at Dongfang Po and blinked, then shook his head: "No, Uncle Dongfang always takes Uncle Dongling to become a monk."

Qingge's slightly dangerous gaze fell on Dongfang Po. Dongfang Po suddenly shivered and looked at Qingge awkwardly.

This woman is so scary.

Is this still a woman when I use lightning to quench my body?

"Everyone says that women are made of water, but then mother must be made of clouds. Her mother's body is so soft and comfortable." Xiao Baozi hugged Qingge, praising her mother all the time.

Dongfang Poyouyou said: "The other women are made of water, and your mother is made of thunder."

“…”

Even the air was quiet, and the courtyard was silent.

Everyone looked at Dongfang Po, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Mom is Ye'er's cloud, the thunder in the eyes of bad people. It will bring warmth to Ye'er and scare away bad people. Mom is simply the greatest person in the world." After a long time, the sound of a little bun sounded.

Dongfang's mouth twitched wildly. If you ask which family is better, the Ji family has treasure for the bun.

Qingge pinched Xiao Baozi's face: "The little mouth is sweet, I'm afraid it's filled with honey."

"Why do you need to make honey? Ye'er never says anything against his will. What he says is the truth. It is because his mother is too modest. Ye'er's mother is the most beautiful girl, the best mother, and the most powerful woman.
Chapter completed!