Xiuxian: I really don’t want to be a bootlicker!.

Seeing that Ye Chen knew he was injured, he immediately handed over a jade box.

Fan Qinghe couldn't help but smile.

It was obvious that the Son of God was giving himself the precious medicine to heal his wounds.

But because Ye Chen is outstanding, he is superior.

Apart from what he wanted to absorb, Fan Qinghe didn't want to ask for anything from Ye Chen.

I was afraid of causing Ye Chen’s displeasure.

So Fan Qinghe immediately smiled and shook his head, waving his hand to refuse: "Thank you for your kindness, Saint Son..."

"But I think my injury is not serious and can be cured within half a year. The precious medicine that the Holy Son can provide must be extremely precious. There is no need to waste it on such a small matter. Please take it back!"

However, Ye Chen shook his head: "I don't care what you think, I care what I think!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen forcefully stuffed the jade box into Fan Qinghe's body.

Fan Qinghe was stunned when he heard Ye Chen's domineering remarks.

There is a gleam of light in her beautiful eyes, as bright as peach blossoms.

Even though I don’t know how sincere Ye Chen’s words are.

But being told this makes one feel really happy.

She gave Ye Chen a coquettish look, took out the jade box she was holding, and slowly opened the lid.

The moment the box was opened, golden light shone everywhere.

Endless breath of life flows.

Fan Qinghe looked at the golden peaches, and her little mouth instantly opened to the size of Ye Chen, her eyes full of disbelief.

"This... is this the Immortal Root of the Peach Sacred Fruit?"

Fan Qinghe's voice was trembling.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly: "There is one remaining piece in the inheritance, which is just right for healing the goddess."

Different women, different treatments.

Senior Ruan and Master have already gained my complete trust.

Of course, you can show them your immortal roots generously, and they can touch them if they want.

But for people like Fan Qinghe, the relationship is basically maintained by interests.

Then we have to hide it.

After all, immortal roots are precious.

I have eight strains of this plant. If this gets out, I'm afraid it will attract countless people to hunt me down and make me my enemy all over the world.

Although his identity as the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven is fake.

But when it comes to taking out treasures as gifts, it is the most reasonable explanation.

For example, the Sacred Art of the Peach Sutra belongs to the Fighting Clan among all the clans.

It disappeared in the first year of the Emperor of Heaven, and people said it might have been stolen by the Emperor of Heaven.

As the heir, it is reasonable for me to have a few fruits.

Fan Qinghe's pretty face, as delicate as syrup, was full of rosy clouds, and her hands were trembling: "This is too precious, and such a waste!"

"These peaches are for the body that has suffered irreparable damage. Taking one can instantly restore it to its original state."

"I don't deserve such a minor injury!"

"Son of God, please take it back!"

Fan Qinghe was truly moved this time.

How precious is the fruit of the immortal root.

If immortal cultivators are lucky enough to obtain the component, they will treasure it and treat it as a trump card.

But he was only slightly injured, so Ye Chen took it out without hesitation.

It can be seen that he really feels sorry for himself.

However, Ye Chen seemed not to have heard Fan Qinghe's refusal at all.

With a wave of his hand, the peaches rose into the air.

Ye Chen tapped his fingers lightly, and the golden skin of the peach peeled off completely, revealing the tender and delicious flesh inside.

"The peaches have been peeled and cannot be preserved. It would be a waste if we don't eat them!"

Ye Chen smiled gently and handed the fruit to Fan Qinghe.

This undoubtedly made Fan Qinghe even more moved.

The Holy Son took out the peaches because he really wanted himself to eat them.

Just like the leaves of the Wudao tea tree that I gave myself before.

Fan Qinghe picked it up with her bare hands, and tasted it very delicately, afraid of missing any juice.

Seeing Ye Chen holding the golden peel and about to throw it away, Fan Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened: "Holy Son, what are you going to do?"

Ye Chen was stunned: "You threw away the peel!"

Ye Chen has a small problem. He doesn't like to eat the skin of fruits.

So before, when we ate peaches, we would throw away the skin.

Fan Qinghe's eyes widened, revealing a look of how could you waste such a thing?

She quickly took it from Ye Chen's hand, opened her little mouth and ate the peel carefully.

Then Ye Chen got some juice on his fingers, and then he carefully cleaned them like a kitten licking water.

Then he continued to eat the flesh.

After eating the flesh, he deftly cleaned up all the remaining flesh between the lines of the peach pit, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Fan Qinghe didn't throw the peach kernel away. He looked at it carefully and asked Ye Chen, "Saint Son, I think the peach kernel is an unusual material. Perhaps I can keep it to refine Dao soldiers..."

"But the peach kernel inside the pit must also have miraculous effects. How can I remove the kernel without damaging the pit itself?"

Fan Qinghe perfectly demonstrated to Ye Chen the correct way for ordinary cultivators to eat the immortal root fruit.

Ye Chen felt deeply guilty for his previous waste.

The main reason is that there are too many of them, so I don’t cherish them that much.

Now, the barely visible fine pores all over Fan Qinghe's body are constantly flowing out with rich essence.

The originally pale little face became even more rosy.

The whole person seemed to be brighter.

As for the previous injuries, they have long disappeared.

This was within Ye Chen's expectations.

At this moment, Ye Chen was actually mainly thinking about how Fan Qinghe had just eaten the peach.

It was clearly a normal act of eating peaches, but it was full of charm.

And it is really flexible. The texture of peach kernels is very delicate, but it can be cleaned so cleanly.

It really made Ye Chen unable to help but imagine.

Very hot-tempered.

But I have important things to do today, so I’ll talk about relieving my heat later.

……

After swallowing it all, Fan Qinghe felt that he had never felt so good.

Not only did his injuries recover, but his physical body even improved.

She looked at Ye Chen with her beautiful eyes, and apart from being moved and happy, there was no longer any worry or hesitation.

Before, it was because my cultivation level had not kept up, but now if I force myself to absorb it.

First, the loss rate will be too high.

Out of ten percent of yin and yang energy, you may only get seventy percent.

Secondly, my own cultivation is not perfect.

Most of the yin and yang energies absorbed will be used to improve one's own cultivation.

But this will consume a lot of yin and yang energy.

During the subsequent transformation, there may not be enough yin and yang energy available.

This results in imperfect transformation or even no transformation at all.

Thus wasting the opportunity for the second change.

And the second reason for worry.

Ye Chen and the Saint of Heaven, Yi Qingwu, were unclear about each other.

Although Fan Qinghe is very confident about her appearance, figure and temperament, she believes that no man can resist her charm.

But as the number one female fairy, Yi Qingwu must have extraordinary charm.

Ye Chen wanted it but couldn't get it.

The thing about splitting the Son of God's Providence in two out of anger.

This made Fan Qinghe worry that Ye Chen had fallen in love with someone else.

Will he still obey me and give me everything like he did last time?

But at this moment a peach was delivered.

All of Fan Qinghe's worries were dispelled.

Ye Chen felt so sorry for himself.

How could he reject me because of another woman?

A Ye Chen like this is always worthy of my trust.

It's what Ye Chen wants now.

I won't resist either.

Because, although Ye Chen is the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven, it is only a legacy.

As for his character, it is absolutely incomparable to that shameless freeloader like the Emperor of Heaven!

……

then.

Fan Qinghe looked at Ye Chen with affection in her eyes: "Holy Son, you are practicing too fast. I can't keep up with you!"

"I wonder if you could wait for me for a few years. I will practice diligently and will never delay the Holy Son for too long!"

She thought Ye Chen would definitely agree.

However, in front of her, Ye Chen shook his head without hesitation: "No!"

Fan Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened...