Marrying a sick dragon

Fu Mingxu fell silent after hearing this, he was sure that Wen Rentuo said that on purpose.

No matter how he answered, there was no loss for Wen Rentuo himself.

When he raised his head to look at Han Tao, seeing a faint flicker in his golden eyes, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Han Tao's gaze fell over, and he said seriously: "Then I want a hundred, how about it?"

"One hundred?" Wen Rentuo was shocked on the ground, and anger flashed in his eyes after he realized it, "Isn't Master Han making fun of me? The Cangling Continent can use up to two batches of materials to refine longevity pills, and the Medicine Sect A seventh-rank alchemist can only produce one alchemy tree for this elixir."

Not to mention a hundred, even if it is ten, the entire Cangling Continent can't be found after turning over and over again.

Even if Xianjun Siyang heard this, he felt that he was making fun of the other party.

Facing his anger, Han Tao remained motionless, he looked up, and Wen Rentuo couldn't breathe for a moment because of his extraordinarily heavy temperament.

"Dragon people have a long lifespan, and the Mahayana period is even more permanent."

"Even a hundred longevity pills are not enough."

With a voice as cold as gold, Wen Rentuo was shocked to find that he couldn't find the slightest hint of a joke on Han Tao's face.

Therefore, he really dislikes that one is not enough.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, but the tips of Fu Mingxu's ears were slightly red.The breeze passed by, but the heat on the tips of his ears never faded.

Qi Muyuan felt that he was confessing his true feelings, so he sent a voice transmission to Fu Mingxu, and asked curiously, "Are you moved?"

Fu Mingxu: I dare not move, I am afraid that if I move, he will stuff a hundred longevity pills into my mouth.

Qi Muyuan didn't care if he didn't hear back from him, but shouted to the two of them: "Have you finished talking? Let's go when we finish talking."

Wen Rentuo, who was still shocked at the scene, had no chance to stop it for a few days, because the words "one hundred pieces" were constantly haunting in his mind like a demonic thought.

As dusk fell, everyone in the Medicine Sect could only watch them go down the mountain helplessly.

"Master Wenren, just let them go like this?" Bai Lanyou said displeasedly, "I think they must have something to do with the death of the suzerain, since you can't stay, why don't you let the elders come forward? "

Fang Yan listened on the sidelines and agreed in his heart.

Wen Rentuo finally came to his senses and glanced at him. Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of coldness.

"A group of pig brains, imagine why the elders haven't shown up until now!"

There is neither sufficient evidence nor sufficient interests, and Han Tao is not a human race, so why would he listen to their medicine sect?

Besides, Xianjun Siyang and Qi Muyuan were both on the spot, so even if they were strong, they would not have a [-]% chance of winning.

What he didn't expect was that his beautiful mortal seemed to really not care about Yanshou Dan.

Thinking about this, it's better to wait for Shen Changting to wake up, so that they will know the whole story.

However, who caused the death of the suzerain, and why did the suzerain's soul lamp in the elder's hand clearly show the final scene, but there was no news from the elder?

There is also a secret realm. He remembered that the suzerain told him that this secret realm would be jointly owned by Jianzong and Medicine Sect. Now that the secret realm is suddenly closed, does it have anything to do with the suzerain's death?

How can I open it for the second time?

Wen Rentuo was full of doubts, but no one could answer him.

He flung his sleeves and left, but Bai Lanyou dared not speak out.He looked at the direction the other party was leaving, and suddenly thought of the Moyuan Pill he mentioned earlier.

But I don't know much after all, and I can only guess that Han Tao might come to Medicine Sect again to seek alchemy.

..

The matter of the secret realm has come to an end for the time being. With the arrival of night, perhaps because of the long evening wind, the heat on his ears finally faded away.

The four returned to the small courtyard in Fang City.

Under the spirit peach tree, the four of them sat on one side.

Except for the fact that the dragon and phoenix world had recognized Han Tao as the master, the other details about the demon species were explained clearly by the cooperation of the two.

Si Yang's eyes sank slightly, and he twisted a peach petal falling with the wind to play with his fingers, "It seems that many disciples became demons a hundred years ago, which should be related to them."

"Since Shi Guiyuan's death was caused by Shen Changting, why didn't you say it?" Qi Muyuan's brows and eyes were cold, and his figure was as straight as a drawn sword.

Han Tao knew that he was going to ask such a question, and had already prepared the answer: "If so, I'm afraid I'll have to tell about Yan Mo. Besides, sometimes we hide things so that the people behind can take the initiative."

It is impossible for Yaozong not to know the real cause of Shi Guiyuan's death, even if Wen Rentuo and others don't know, doesn't that elder of them know?

But Shen Changting safely pulled away from the medicine sect.

Hearing this, Qi Muyuan's back softened, but he secretly sent a voice transmission to him: "I thought you were only interested in kissing me, but you really don't know anything. After all, it's easy for a widow to have something happen. "

What responded to him was Han Tao's cool look.

"He's right. It's not a good thing to get too involved with the Medicine Sect at this time. It's better to hide in the dark and see what they will do." Fu Mingxu subconsciously curled his finger and tapped on the stone table. His eyes fell on the scattered peach petals on the table, "As long as Shen Changting remains unconscious, the other party will not dare to act rashly."

"I fed him a machine-locking pill, which will block his four meridians and eight meridians." He continued to add, with a serious expression on his face, "It's just that he is a Mahayana monk himself, so I'm afraid a pill won't last long .”

Han Tao glanced at him, and said calmly: "It's okay, let him eat a few more."

Thinking of the "One Hundred Pieces" incident, Fu Mingxu's temples twitched a few times, and he chuckled and said, "Then I will refine more."

As for how to convince Shen Changting who was in the Sword Sect, the three of them turned their attention to Qi Muyuan.

Qi Muyuan, who was secretly playing with Si Yang's sleeve, was shocked: "Don't look at me, I have been away from Jianzong for a long time, and I don't remember the way at all."

The monk's memory has always been very good, and he knew that he was perfunctory as soon as he heard it.

Si Yang glanced at him: "Who said last time that he clearly remembered every dog ​​hole in Jianzong?"

"Or is your memory fading?"

Qi Muyuan once said that he wanted to wipe out Jianzong with a single sword, but in fact, it was too long, and he spent too leisurely time around the master in Tianyanzong, so he forgot his original ambition for a while.

Fu Mingxu was surprised: "Jianzong still has a dog hole?"

He leaned forward, and the tail of his black hair was hanging down on the stone table, just as a piece of peach blossom petals swirled and fell on the top of the hair tail.

Xu Shi was so surprised that Han Tao could clearly see the landscape-like desolation between his brows and eyes fade away, and there was a vivid beauty hanging under his brows.

"Probably there are." Han Tao gently took off the petal, and when it fell into the palm of his hand, he felt extra soft.

Knowing that this task cannot be shirked, Qi Muyuan glanced at the embarrassment and stopped trying to struggle, and nodded reluctantly.

The four of them talked about this matter in detail, and Qi Muyuan urged Immortal Siyang to leave until night came and the cool air filled the small courtyard.

Fu Mingxu wanted to ask to stay, but suddenly remembered that all the wing rooms in this small courtyard had been linked together, and immediately changed his mind.

If he let them see the layout inside the wing room, he probably wouldn't need to be a human being.

I have never had a chance to take a good rest in the secret realm, and as soon as I returned to a familiar place, the drowsiness in my body swept up.

Fu Mingxu yawned lightly, "I want to go to bed first."

The sleeping equipment is all in his storage bag, which is very convenient to take.

Under the bright moonlight, peach petals were flying like stars, he stood in front of Han Tao with his head up, his figure under the moonlight looked a bit thin.

Han Tao's shadow on the ground was elongated by the moonlight, easily enveloping Fu Mingxu.

Before the other party entered the door, he stopped and shouted: "This is for you."

what?

When Fu Mingxu turned around and saw the storage bag in his hand, there was a faint doubt in his tired eyes: "What is this?"

Under the moonlight, Han Tao's facial features were even more profound.

"Lingzhi, what you saw in the Medicine Sect before, some of them are in the secret realm." He took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to him, "This is the Qingshen Dandan formula, which was previously in the Tianxuanzong It was exchanged from Daoheng."

His expression was very calm, as if what he did deliberately was the most normal thing for him.

Fu Mingxu looked at the storage bag and prescription in front of him, feeling restless.

Light-white fingertips tapped on the two things, and the drowsiness gradually disappeared.

"So many are all for me?" He raised his head and asked, as if he was not sure.

Han Tao took a step forward, he took Fu Mingxu's hand, and put the storage bag and the prescription in his hand, his eyes were shining brightly: "Of course."

The two were very close together, the familiar breath rushed towards their faces, and a warm current rushed into the heart and lungs in a trance, and the numbness brought about made Fu Mingxu feel that even his calves were going weak.

But the demon bone chain ring at the ankle obviously didn't move at all.

He pressed his back against the door of the wing room, and the cold and hard material made him barely regain his senses.

Even though it was in the cool breeze at night, he felt his face was on fire.

"When the time comes, I'll give you half of the pill." Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Fu Mingxu could only say as usual.

Han Tao stared at his brows and eyes hiding the moonlight, his stern outline softened: "Okay."

In the past, he didn't care about Lingzhi and Danfang, but now he pays more attention to them because they are the things Fu Mingxu likes.

He caught a glimpse of the tiredness in Fu Mingxu's eyes and suddenly reached out to stabilize the other's shoulder. Another slender and powerful arm crossed his shoulder, and he pushed open the door of the wing under Fu Mingxu's surprised eyes.

"Go to sleep quickly." He forced himself to withdraw his hand on his shoulder and urged.

"Oh, oh." Fu Mingxu stared at him in a daze, turned around and walked into the wing with his legs instinctively.

Until a few peach petals floated over his head under the moonlight and landed on the ground in front of him, the faint fragrance of peach blossom awakened him.

"Wait." He suddenly turned his head, "Hantao!"

Perhaps his voice was too loud, Han Tao, who had just walked two steps, turned around and walked quickly, Fu Mingxu could see his black hair flying, as if he was carrying Yuehua.

But Yuehua's desolation didn't stain him at all, and there was endless softness in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Fu Mingxu's heartbeat fluctuated for a moment.

"It's nothing." For some reason, he saw the disappointment in the other's eyes, and subconsciously blurted out, "You can rest here."

After finishing speaking, I felt that the words were too ambiguous, so I added: "It's late at night, so you should meditate inside."

Han Tao's heart skipped a beat. He tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, but he was afraid of scaring him, so he nodded heavily: "Okay."

Fu Mingxu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll go to rest first."

He walked a little fast, when Han Tao closed the door and looked again, there were only layers of veils flying gently.

The author says:

Han Tao: My wife invited me to sleep together!