The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

He raised his left hand, and a light blue longbow with flowing light slowly appeared. He hooked the bowstring with his right hand and pulled it back, and a long arrow as red as a gem, wrapped in flames, landed on the longbow.

The red lion beast now truly felt the pressure from its soul. It suppressed its inner fear and looked at the tall figure in front of it with admiration.

call out……

The blood-like long arrow rushed towards the red spider lily among the flowers with the force of breaking through the wind.

Click...

The petals shattered with a cracking sound, and the flowers began to change. A dark abyss appeared before the man and the tiger.

Linglong put down the longbow in her hand and disappeared, took a step forward and lowered her eyes.

The red lion beast beside him was shocked when he saw this scene. Thinking of how it almost fell into the abyss just now, its whole body was in bad shape.

The frightened Chishihu carefully moved five steps away from Linglong and roared softly, "My lord, did you find anything?"

"Not yet!"

Linglong's spiritual consciousness moved, and another command appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness of the spirit beasts scattered across the mountains.

"If you find anything unusual in the mountains, mark it."

Retracting her consciousness, Linglong said calmly: "Red Lion Tiger, I'll go down, you go back."

The red lion tiger, who noticed something strange, heard the words and simply growled, "Yes, sir."

Indeed, it will only delay the adults here, and even hold them back.

Linglong sensed the abyss, but the spiritual energy was too dense and she couldn't sense anything, so she jumped into the abyss.

The afterglow of the setting sun casts a golden glow on the mountains.

Linglong returned to the newly established Five Realms and placed the tray in her hand on the table. She looked at the pale-faced young man leaning against the head of the bed and said calmly, "Let's eat."

Ping An pursed his lips and called out carefully, "Sister."

Linglong stared at him for a while, then responded with a "Hmm." She glanced at the bundle on the couch and said calmly, "Ping An, these things are for you."

Ping An glanced at the clothes and jade bottle on the table, raised his head, and said in a lighter tone: "Sister, are you leaving?"

"I'm not leaving for now." Linglong lifted the medicinal porridge on the tray, sat on the stool, scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Ping'an's lips: "There are ingredients in the kitchen, just stay here and heal your wounds."

Ping An, who had never been close to anyone, was not used to Linglong's behavior and reached out to take the bowl of porridge awkwardly.

"Thank you, sister. I'll come."

My injuries have improved a lot after Linglong's treatment, and I still have the strength to lift a bowl.

Linglong did not insist. She let go of the bowl and stood up. "Eat slowly. There's more."

After saying that, she came to the soft couch, picked up the travel notes on the table and started reading. In fact, except for An An, she was not used to being so close to others.

The clinking sounds of porcelain and the turning of pages of books intertwined together, adding a touch of comfort to the silent hall.

"Sister, you forgot to take this."

Linglong, who was absorbed in the travelogue, looked up when she heard the voice. When she saw the demon pill in Ping'an's hand, she retracted her gaze and said, "That's for you."

For a pure spiritual body, the filth of the world is its nourishment.

Ping'an held the cold beads tightly in his hands and felt warm inside. It turned out that this was the feeling of family love.

"Sister, my body cannot cultivate, so I can't use this! But as your first gift, I thank you Ping An."

The words of obedience were very calm.

Linglong paused as she turned the pages of the book. She checked Ping'an's pulse and found that he was not suitable for cultivation.

But since he knows how to practice, his memory is about the time after the spiritual energy was revived.

"Well, keep it." He put down the travel journal in his hand and stood up. "Okay, you are fine now, I am leaving."

Ping An's expression did not change, but the hand holding the demon pill tightened a little bit, and he nodded: "Okay, sister."

Linglong glanced at Ping'an who was hanging his head, and finally said nothing and left.

Now that her breathing has stabilized, she can focus on preparing the marrow cleansing spring that An An will use tomorrow.

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Lingdu, Prime Minister's Mansion.

The brightly lit mansion was solemn.

main hall.

Snapped……

"Father, you said that little bastard is still alive and well?"

She was originally a beautiful woman, but her face was distorted by jealousy.

The man at the top, wearing a brown satin pleated skirt and with an elegant demeanor, frowned at the girl's behavior of slamming the table and scolded, "Nan'er, mind your etiquette."

Although Chang Qinan was dissatisfied, she still controlled her temper, stood up and bowed to the man at the top, "My daughter knows she was wrong."

Seeing this, the man's irritation eased and he said gently, "Nan'er, you are now the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. You must not be so reckless."

Chang Qinan showed impatience between his brows, but because of his status as a man, he had to say respectfully: "Yes, father, it was saved by your daughter."

"Please sit down." The man took a sip from the teacup beside him and asked, "Where is your brother?"

"Father, my son is here."

Just at this moment, a spoiled male voice was heard from outside the hall.

The two women in the hall raised their heads and looked towards the carved door.

The apricot-red skirt swayed with the person who came.

The man in the upper position rubbed his forehead with a headache when he saw this.

He scolded: "Ling'er, you are so insolent."

Chang Miaoling, who was standing still, was not afraid when she heard this. She half-knelt and saluted obediently.

"Greetings, father."

Facing Chang Qinan, "Hello, elder sister."

After the ceremony, Chang Miaoling quickly came to sit next to Chang Qinan and asked anxiously, "Father, what's going on?"

The Prime Minister looked at Chang Miaoling helplessly and said angrily, "You."

Thinking of that little bastard, the Prime Minister's gentle eyes darkened, with a hint of viciousness hidden in them: "Father will not let him have an easy life."

Chang Qinan, who had been silent the whole time, looked up at the Prime Minister and said solemnly, "Father, before Mother investigates this matter, we must get rid of that person."

The Prime Minister thought for a moment and said, "Fang Tianzhi and your cousin cannot be kept here! Nan'er, you need to send someone to Qingshan Town."

It would have been best if she went in person, but Lingdu has been in chaos recently and he couldn't give the Prime Minister's Office any handle.

Before Chang Qinan could speak, Chang Miaoling at the side spoke first: "Sister, let me go."

There is cruelty hidden in the soft and harmless voice.

Chang Qinan, who had no intention of getting entangled with this spoiled younger brother, was stunned when he heard this. He tilted his head to look at Chang Qimiao, who seemed a little excited and a little crazy, and smiled.

"Okay, since my brother wants to go, how can I, as his older sister, let him go?"

"Nan'er." The Prime Minister spoke hurriedly.

Chang Qinan stood up, bowed to the Prime Minister, and said respectfully, "Father, I will send someone to protect my brother." She stood up and continued, "After all, she is my cousin. It would be wrong for us not to go."

The Prime Minister looked at Chang Miaoling worriedly, and the latter stood up, bowed, and said softly: "Dad, there are so many brothers and sisters in the mansion. If your son didn't have the ability, he wouldn't be alive today."

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