God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 190

Yue Qingcheng was in a trance for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he returned to reality.

The peach pit is still devouring the white mist.

And the white mist was obviously transmitted from Gui Xiao.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Yue Qingcheng discovered that the ice cones hanging upside down on the roof beams began to melt.

"It should be better."

She looked at Gui Xiao.

He had frowned before, but now his eyebrows are flat.

Presumably the "condition" has improved.

Yue Qingcheng felt for his pulse, it was still very disordered, but it was much better than before!

But why is he still hugging so tightly?

She is suffocating!

Suddenly, there was a wave of energy in his body, constantly washing away Yue Qingcheng's tendons.

This feeling……

Yue Qingcheng was surprised, followed by ecstasy!

She is about to break through again!

This terrifying speed of cultivation shocked even herself.

After all, it has not been three days since her last breakthrough!

All these are the feedback power of the peach pit.

She can't influence this little thing, it all depends on its conscience.

Fortunately, it still has humanity. After devouring the power, I didn't forget to return some to her.

Yue Qingcheng couldn't care about Gui Xiao anymore, and concentrated on guiding Yuan Li.

After a stick of incense.

"Orange yuan is five times heavier..."

Yue Qingcheng felt conflicted.

After studying the medicine in this world, she knew that if she practiced too fast, her foundation might not be solid.

It is over-exploited.

Without a little bit of buffer, a continuous breakthrough is not necessarily a good thing.

Yue Qingcheng sighed, looking at the bright moonlight coming in through the window.

It was night now, the whole world was silent, only the sound of ticking water in the room.

Ghost Xiao still hugged tightly and did not let go.

Yue Qingcheng couldn't break free, so she had to fall asleep in his arms.

Fortunately, in his cold embrace, after hugging for a long time, there will be some warmth.

The white mist still emerged from Gui Xiao's body, and quickly penetrated into her body.

What even Yue Qingcheng didn't know was that there was also a power in her body that was transmitted to Gui Xiao's body.

It works like this every day.

I don't know when, the ghost owl's disordered breath gradually returned to normal.

The next day, the ice in the house melted, and many puddles accumulated on the ground.

Yue Qingcheng opened his eyes.

I slept like this all night, and I didn't feel sore.

Ghost Xiao hasn't woken up yet.

Yue Qingcheng couldn't tell if he was faking it or if it was real, it was obviously already healed.

She tried, and finally escaped from Ghost Xiao's arms.

Putting on the curtain, she returned to her room.

"Miss, you haven't been bullied by that person, have you?"

Chunzhu didn't sleep all night, looking very depressed.

"Who dares to bully me? What's wrong with you?" Yue Qingcheng asked.

Chunzhu said: "That ice wolf said that you were treating his master's illness, but the servants don't know whether what he said is true or not. After all, there are lonely men and widows, what disease can't be cured in a daytime..."

Lonely man and widow...

Yue Qingcheng was embarrassed, and said: "I'm fine, you go and rest."

After Chunzhu left, Yue Qingcheng got water herself and sprinkled flint powder to heat it up.

Soak in it and take a bath.

After washing her face, she suddenly found that her palms were full of stains.

looking down-

Yue Qingcheng was very surprised to find that there were grease-like stains floating on the water.

These dirty things naturally faded from her body.

Heartbroken, Yue Qingcheng took the mirror and found that her face was not the same.

Back then when the third prince disfigured her, he sprinkled tumor grass powder.

This powder leaves skin with permanent scars.

Even with ice muscle lotus cream, it will take several years to get rid of it, which is very troublesome.

But now, the horrible scars on her face were overflowing with gray dirt.

Like mud.

These dirty things are tumor grass powder.

(End of this chapter)