Marrying a sick dragon

It wasn't until Fu Mingxu left the City Lord's Mansion and remembered that the Qingshen Pill that should have been given to him was still in his hand, Han Tao didn't react.

He stood there with lowered eyes, and the golden pupils were constantly undercurrent. When the priest came, he was taken aback by the low air pressure on his body.

"City Master, what's wrong with you?" the priest asked with concern.

Han Tao glanced at him coldly, only said: "It's nothing."

Then, he turned around and returned to the folding space.

The priest froze in place for a long while, unable to make up his mind, looking at the place where he disappeared and muttering: "Why does the city lord look resentful?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he himself shuddered and refuted himself: "How can there be resentment on the city lord's face? I must have read it wrong!"

The city lord is a dragon who doesn't say a word even if he is seriously injured in order to resist the demons.

After Fu Mingxu left the city lord's mansion, he went looking for Shen Ange non-stop.

When he passed the main street, he thought of the Iroha clan brothers he had met earlier, and he couldn't help but recall that night.

However, he was surprised to find that most of the memories left to him that night had faded away.

Those feelings of shame that were particularly strong after waking up have now also turned into guilt for taking advantage of Han Tao.

Fu Mingxu reached out and rubbed his temples, feeling something was wrong, his memory shouldn't be so bad.

Obviously, he remembered everything before his rebirth, so why did the details of what happened a few days ago fade away?

Could it be that this is a choice to fade the traces of self because it is too embarrassing?Or is it a sequela of alchemy caused by excessive use of spiritual consciousness?

Fu Mingxu didn't understand, but he couldn't think of a better explanation.

Seeing that his brows were tightly furrowed, Han Zhengzhi glanced at him and asked, "Master Fu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." He shook his head, and the two soon came to Shen Ange's shop and put the matter behind them.

When the store clerk saw him from afar, his eyes lit up, and he quickly put down his things and went to find his own shopkeeper.

As soon as Fu Mingxu stepped into the door, Shen Ange floated from the back hall to the counter like a butterfly, and greeted him with a smile: "Fu Mingxu, why did you come here!"

She had been waiting for Yang Po Pill for many days, if the Shen family hadn't supported Chang Bo, they would have sent someone to arrest her long ago.

Fu Mingxu didn't expect her to be so anxious about Yang Po Pill, and explained: "Something happened in the middle, and it delayed a little time."

The shadow of the tree swayed, and Han Zhengzhi stood under the big tree, waiting for him motionless.

"These are two Yang Po pills." Fu Mingxi handed her the prepared jade bottle, "It's not bad luck, these two pills are top grade."

The jade bottle was opened, and the tangy fragrance of the pill made people feel refreshed. Shen Ange saw two round pills lying in the bottom of the bottle at a glance. The complicated patterns of pills were fascinating.

After only two sips, she felt that her realm was slightly loosened.

"It's a seventh-grade pill, but unfortunately there are only so many ingredients, and it's also from the city lord's mansion, so I can only give you two." Fu Mingxu felt a little melancholy, feeling that the city lord's mansion used the spirit plant to make alchemy at will.

"You can refine Qipin Dan?" Shen Ange almost screamed, and quickly covered his mouth.

Hearing the voice, Han Zhengzhi looked this way, saw Fu Mingxu shook his head at him to indicate that it was all right, so he stood at ease, like a qualified guard.

Fu Mingxu nodded, as if he wasn't the one who refined the Qipin pill.

Rao knew that he might be able to refine it, but Shen Ange really didn't expect that he could improve the quality of the pill, not to mention that the sixth-grade pill was rare, and the seventh-grade pill was even more difficult.

You said that a handsome young man who is especially good at alchemy is a mortal who can't cultivate spiritual energy.

"Didn't you only reach the sixth rank at most before?" Shen Ange was amazed at his progress in a short period of time.

Fu Mingxu curled his lips into a smile and shrugged: "Maybe the Fengshui of the City Lord's Mansion is good?"

Shen Ange was startled, but didn't ask further, the two of them smiled tacitly, she was stunned by the face-to-face beauty for a while, and then she joked, "Since Feng Shui is so good, it must be possible to keep you as a beauty. ""

Fu Mingxu was used to her strange names, and when facing his friend, he shook his head honestly: "When the city lord recovers from his injury, I can retire."

"You want to go?" Shen Ange even forgot to put away the Yang Po Pill, and immediately glanced at Han Zhengzhi who was waiting not far away, and said in a low voice, "Are you serious? Does the City Lord know?"

My goodness!If Han Tao knew that his "little wife" had worked so hard for him to make alchemy and medicine to heal his wounds just to leave the city lord's mansion, wouldn't that dragon go crazy?

After all, he always followed behind silently to protect him. He would rather be regarded as a "pervert" than show up for fear of frightening others.Finally, by accident, "Chongxi" entered the city lord's mansion, probably Han Tao was secretly happy.

Well, now his "little wife" is about to run away.

Fu Mingxu felt that her reaction was too big, and wondered, "Why did you react so big?"

It was as if he lied to the city lord's mansion and wanted to abandon Han Tao and leave.

"Why did you leave?" Shen Ange was puzzled, "Based on the current situation in Cangling Continent, it is safest for you to stay in the City Lord's Mansion."

Knowing that she was talking about the best choice, Fu Mingxu didn't take it seriously. Before his rebirth, he could leave Fu's house and go out of the city without cultivating. After his rebirth, he took the initiative to enter the City Lord's Mansion for some reasons. The purpose was to heal Han Tao and repay him. With his help, he can also complete what Siyang Xianjun told him.

"He's fine, of course I have to go." Fu Mingxu affirmed, "I have no reason to stay."

Of course you do, Shen Ange thought, but seeing those eyes that were not clear and translucent, she couldn't say anything.

Shen Ange asked: "Does the City Lord know?"

Fu Mingxu froze for a moment, then shook his head: "It will take a few days to refine the Yang Po Pill, I will talk about it after he recovers from his injuries."

In fact, what he wanted to say earlier was just to meet those golden eyes and swallow those words subconsciously.

When he gets better, it's too late.he thought so.

"Will he let you go then?" she asked.

Fu Mingxu frowned and then relaxed, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "I think the city lord will."

After spending so much time together, if he believed in someone who was destined, he would have restricted his freedom long ago.

He is still willing to believe in his dragon product.

Seeing that he had made a plan, Shen Ange couldn't say anything more, everyone had their own choice, and she herself hadn't become strong, even though she was good friends with him, she couldn't interfere with his decision.

Besides, although Han Tao is strong, she still thinks that Fu Mingxu's partner should be someone who is handsome and elegant, like himself, or someone with a gentle personality and a delicate face.

Whether it's a man or a woman, those descriptions are far from those of Han Tao.

If you think about it that way, there's really nothing to worry about.

Shen Ange was relieved quickly, and after thanking him for the Yang Po Pill, he prepared many fresh spiritual plants for him, and finally discussed with him with great interest where to go for the first stop after leaving Yunhan City.

Even though Fu Mingxu had walked out earlier, he listened to many opinions patiently.Unlike the rush last time, this time he can prepare well.

After the chat, Shen Ange rested his chin on both hands and watched him go away, and heaved a heavy sigh when he saw Na Mo's green shirt disappearing into the corner of the wall.

She always felt that Fu Mingxu's plan would not go so smoothly, it would be difficult.

Fu Mingxu didn't know his friend's worries, he went back to the City Lord's Mansion smoothly, and didn't encounter any conflicts along the way.When he returned to the folding space, Han Tao had already gone to retreat to refine Yangpo Pill.

Time passed slowly, and there was no change in the folding space.Fu Mingxu didn't go out during this period, and he didn't make alchemy. Instead, he cleaned up the alchemy furnace, sent the remaining spiritual plants back to the warehouse, handed over the extra alchemy to Han Zhengzhi, and finally put the clothes in his storage bag inside.

In the end, he closed the door, his eyes rested on the small piece of spiritual plant that had just been planted, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Fu Mingxu thought, maybe it was because the time spent in the City Lord's Mansion was much more free and comfortable than before, so he felt a little bit reluctant.

There is no never-ending banquet in the world, and he still has a lot to do.

He stood by the lake and stretched out his hand to pull the willow branches to play, and the mood of leaving was less sad with the floating willow branches.

The warm sun poured down, and the light became soft when it fell on his face, giving him a halo.

After standing there for some time, when Fu Mingxu turned his head thoughtfully, he happened to see Han Tao coming at a leisurely pace, and for some reason there was a little more eagerness in his footsteps.

Seeing that his aura was stronger than before, Fu Mingxu guessed that Yang Po Pill had an effect.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but the joy in his heart was not as strong as he had imagined.

"Hello." He slightly raised his head to look at Han Tao, his whole body was bathed in the warm sun.

The willows are blown by the breeze, the water waves are swaying, and the warm sun is just right. The person in my heart stands in the middle, and the sky and the earth turn pale with a glance and a smile.

With so much scenery, I can finally walk towards him openly and aboveboard.

"En." Han Tao stood at the closest distance he could accept, and his voice was as thick as ice, "The elixir you refined is very good."

Fu Mingxu narrowed his eyes happily: "That's natural."

This heartfelt joy made Han Tao feel even better. He was silent for a few breaths, before he spoke carefully: "You..."

"You don't have to thank me." Fu Mingxu interrupted him suddenly, "The City Lord's Mansion has sheltered me for so long, and you have paid me accordingly."

During these seven days, Han Zhengzhi also brought the news that Daoheng Daoheng of Tianxuanzong took both Fu Shanqing and Fu Haoren back to the sect at the same time, and the engagement between Shen Ange and Fu Haoren was naturally terminated.

In Yunhan City, there should be nothing he cares about.

What's more, Han Tao has already recovered.

He obviously hadn't spoken yet, but Han Tao felt an ominous feeling in his heart, as if what he was going to say next was something he didn't want to hear at all.

"Since the city lord is fine now, my work is done."

As for the broken blood flower beast candle in that bedroom, it will not affect him now.

Han Tao's heart skipped a beat, and he was immediately shrouded in endless chill.

He lowered his head and heard Fu Mingxu say word by word: "Thanks to the care of the city lord for many days, I will leave today."

"The mountain is high and the water is long, I hope the city lord will cherish it."

After Fu Mingxu finished speaking in one breath, he felt a feeling that the dust had finally settled.

Han Tao's eyes fell on him and he remained motionless for so long that his calves were a little sore, so he said in a deep voice, "You want to go?"

Endless storms were brewing in his golden eyes. He tried his best to suppress the indescribable dryness in his heart, took a step forward, looked at him deeply, and repeated: "You want to go?"

The tall figure was extremely aggressive, and Fu Mingxu felt his emotions keenly, and he couldn't help feeling nervous when he didn't know why.

"Does the city lord believe in someone who is destined?" He asked suddenly, his slightly clenched fists revealed his nervousness.

If Hantao really believed in the priest, would he be able to get away?

Fu Mingxu became nervous when he thought of this, even though he was smiling, there was still some trace of defense in his eyes.

Han Tao was frozen by these few threads of defense, he suddenly laughed, took out a piece of paper to Fu Mingxu without knowing what to do, and said, "This is also a reward."

The two were close, and Fu Mingxu saw at a glance that this was the prescription of the Qingshen Pill. His heart moved slightly, but he still refused.

Han Tao pursed his thin lips lightly, he didn't expect that the other party didn't even want to ask for a pill.

He withdrew his eyes calmly, turned his back, and said, "In that case, you can leave if you want."

Fu Mingxu was emotionally confused for a moment, not knowing whether he should be happy or worried.

"Treasure." He didn't want to worry too much, and walked towards the exit of the folding space.

Han Tao never looked back until he left the folding space.

Fu Mingxu left the City Lord's Mansion smoothly, and then left the city smoothly.He headed east according to the plan, and finally calmed down and walked for three miles when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Master Fu!"

It was Han Zhengzhi's voice.

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw Han Zhengzhi running over with anxiety all the way, and said out of breath, "Something happened to the city lord!"

Fu Mingxu was stunned, no, Hantao was fine before he left.

Seeing him standing there silently, Han Zhengzhi felt extremely anxious.

"The city lord... the city lord...he seems to be possessed!"