Feng proud of the world: the king is too black

Chapter 281

Ji Qin'er stared blankly at the bowl of porridge in Zi Yantao's hand, her heart moved, and she didn't know what to say. Thinking back to the group of demon foxes she met yesterday, she still has lingering fears.

"Qin'er, drink the porridge, so that your body will recover quickly." Zi Yantao scooped up the porridge to feed Ji Qin'er, Ji Qin'er smiled, and took the porridge, "I'll do it."

"Well, this porridge is really delicious." Ji Qin'er smiled at Zi Yantao, "Yantao, the porridge you cook is really delicious."

"Mr. An cooked it." Zi Yantao laughed, she had already said that this bowl of porridge was cooked by An Erya.

"Look at my memory." Ji Qin'er smiled embarrassedly, but thought to herself, why is her memory so bad recently?Could it be that he was kicked out of his mind when he met the beast in Dongchuan country?
"After eating the porridge, I boiled the flowers into half a bowl of water and drank it in half an hour." At this time, a clear and elegant voice came from the door, and they looked up, and An Erya came in with a remarkable figure. There was a faint smile on his handsome face.In his hand he held a flower that looked like a narcissus, but it was not a narcissus.

He is looking for this flower today. This flower is called Wangqinghua, which grows in humid and cold places all the year round. This kind of flower has the effect of forgetting emotion. If Ji Qiner drinks it now, she will never remember the past and Nangong Yilu together every bit.

An Erya was worried that Nangong Yilu was only temporarily perfunctory Ji Qin'er, temporarily sealing her memory, and the seal would be automatically released after a few years, especially when he saw her playing the soul-gathering flute against the group of monsters yesterday. It is even more certain that Nangong Yilu only temporarily sealed her memory.

As for when Ji Qin'er's memory will recover, he doesn't know, but seeing Ji Qin'er yesterday, he thought to himself that this corner would be lifted automatically soon.

Nangong Yilu is really capable. He can use magic to summon Ji Qin'er in Misty Mountain. He believes that as long as Ji Qin'er continues to move forward, his memory will be restored.

For the sealed memory, if you drink the Wangqing Water, the seal will never be automatically released.

An Erya doesn't want Ji Qin'er to recover her memory, and doesn't want to see Nangong Yilu in Ji Qin'er's heart.

He has been looking for this Wangqing flower for a whole day!
"An Erya, what kind of flower is this?" Ji Qin'er looked at the flower in his hand, the pink petals seemed to be transparent, such a beautiful flower.

"This is... the Birth Flower. The Birth Flower can improve the cultivation of mortals. Yesterday I saw that you could leap into the air when you were dealing with monsters. You already have the internal power in your body that I lost to you. Drink another bowl of Birth Flower Decoction If the water is formed, the cultivation level will increase rapidly." An Erya said, looking at Zi Yantao, Zi Yantao smiled softly, took the empty bowl Ji Qin'er handed over, and backed out.

After Zi Yantao closed the door, took down the bowl and gave it to the shopkeeper, she came to the back bamboo forest of the inn and walked slowly.When she caught An Erya's gaze just now, her heart was pounding like a deer, and her breathing quickened.She hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. When she saw Situ Yin for the first time, she felt like being hit by a deer.I don't know why, but when she met An Erya's eyes just now, she seemed to see Situ Yin.

She tried very hard to restrain herself so that she didn't show surprise in front of him and Ji Qin'er. Now that she came out, she took a breath of fresh air and calmed down after being blown by the wind.

Situ Yin was dead, he was already dead, he died during that fierce battle, and he died at the hands of Ji Qin'er and Nangong Yilu.

How could Anya be Situ Yin?They are not like at all.

Thinking of Situ Yin, Zi Yantao felt pain in her heart, she really liked Situ Yin, even though he didn't like herself, she still hoped to be with him.

Now that he is gone, can she still be with him?

Zi Yantao's heart was heavy, she was walking aimlessly in the bamboo forest, she didn't want to go to a place with people, and she didn't want to go back to Ji Qin'er, let alone Luo Riyao.

Suddenly, she stopped, and someone followed her!
She was startled and turned around quickly. When she saw the man in white and red, she was so surprised that her mouth opened wide.

In the inn, An Erya was sitting in front of the bed, looking at Ji Qin'er tenderly.

Ji Qin'er felt uncomfortable under his gaze, she supported her forehead, "It's all right, why do you have a high fever?"

She didn't get caught in the rain, and she didn't catch a cold. Could it be that she was scared by those demon foxes?

She is really too fragile!

"Yesterday the sun was fierce. You walked outside for a day and were frightened. You came back last night with a high fever and a cough. I made two medicines for you to drink and you will be fine." Anya looked at her with concern, With a soft voice like water, "How do you feel now? Do you want to eat something else?"

Ji Qin'er shook her head, "It's much better. I just drank a bowl of lotus seed and barley porridge, and my throat feels much better. I want to drink water now."

An Erya poured water for her, watched her finish drinking a glass of water, saw that the time was almost up, and stared at her deeply, "I will make birth flower soup for you now, you lie down and have a good rest."

"Yeah." Ji Qin'er blinked, and looked straight at Anya with clear eyes, but felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

An Erya boiled Wangqing water to Ji Qin'er himself. He knew the heat, and he didn't believe in Zi Yantao and Luo Riyao, so he wanted Ji Qin'er to know his intentions. Fried nativity flower soup.

"Mr. An, you are so kind to Miss Ji. You either make porridge for her or decoct medicine for her. Miss Ji has such a good husband as you. It is really a blessing that I have cultivated in several lifetimes." Anya said.

An Erya has an outstanding appearance, one can tell that he is not an ordinary young man, and the innkeeper soon got to know him.

The boss is a foodie, he comes to the kitchen to find food when he has nothing to do, and he is also a person who loves to cook, he doesn't like other people's meals, he insists on cooking by himself, in the kitchen, he met An Erya several times Qin'er decocts medicine and cooks porridge.I think the man in front of me is pretty good.

An Ya just smiled, the heat was under control, he moved a chair, sat there watching the steam rising from the pot.

"Do you want to eat?" The innkeeper took out two meat buns from the pot and handed one to Anya, who took it politely, "Thank you."

"Thank you, you stay with me and patronize my business. If you want to say thank you, I should say it." The boss opened his mouth and bit the meat bun. This meat bun was made by him. The skin is thin and the stuffing is rich. It overflowed, and there was still meat sticking to the steamed stuffed buns, which was very smooth and fragrant. I didn’t feel full when I put one in, and another one came in. After eating a total of five or six, the innkeeper walked out of the kitchen feeling his belly.

"Mr. An, I'm full. There's still some in the pot. You can eat if you want." The innkeeper walked out while talking. An Ya looked back at his fat body with a smile. The innkeeper wants to eat Just ask Xiaoer to take it, but do you want to come to the kitchen yourself?

However, this is not the first time, Anya can see him every time in the kitchen.

"Ah..." Suddenly there was a scream from outside, An Ya was startled, her eyes turned cold, it was the innkeeper's cry!
An Erya jumped out of the kitchen, and saw the innkeeper had fainted in the corridor yard, half of the buns he had just eaten had been spit out, and he didn't know how disgusting it was.

An Ya rushed forward, knelt down to test his breath, and he was still breathing. His eyes sank, and he was lifted up.

When he was leaving, a beautiful blue figure sneaked into the kitchen and came out again soon.

An Erya took the innkeeper back to the room and handed it over to the proprietress. Only then did she learn that the innkeeper had a very strange disease, and she would faint from time to time. Taking a lot of medicine has no effect, especially when he is full, he is most likely to faint.

Hearing what the proprietress said, An Erya breathed a sigh of relief, he thought it was someone who assassinated the boss.

An ordinary innkeeper, who would want his life?
To assassinate the innkeeper, he naturally wanted to deal with him or Ji Qin'er.

Thinking of this, Anya thought of the birth flower soup that was still boiling, and he was shocked, it's not good!In a blink of an eye, he came to the kitchen. The fire was still a small fire controlled by him, the lid of the pot had not been changed, and the steam was steaming.

The whole kitchen was filled with the scent of birth flowers. He walked over and lifted the lid. The flowers were still birth flowers, nothing different.

His eyes flashed slightly, he squinted his eyes slightly, and glanced at the kitchen. The things here have not been touched by anyone, except for him and the innkeeper who came in just now, no one has come in.

It seems that he was overthinking, how could the people from Nangong Yilu follow up?
After the birth flower soup was boiled, Anya poured it out and served it to Ji Qin'er.

Ji Qin'er didn't expect this flower soup to be so delicious, she finished it while it was still hot, not even a drop of soup was left.

"Is there any more? It's really delicious." Ji Qin'er handed the bowl to An Erya, looking at An Erya with bright eyes, "An Erya, can drinking this soup really improve your cultivation? The so-called Is your cultivation base martial arts? If it is true, you can cook it for me next time, this soup is delicious."

"This kind of flower grows for a thousand years, and you have to wait for many years to drink it."

"It's not many years, is it a thousand years?" After a thousand years, I don't know what kind of world it is, and she has turned into a pile of bones.

"I want to eat the meat buns and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes across from the inn." After drinking the birth flower soup, Ji Qin'er felt relaxed, and after a while, her appetite improved, and she suddenly wanted to eat meat buns and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes .

"Okay, I'll buy it for you, you wait here for me."

"I'll go with you. After lying down for a day, I want to get up and take a walk." Ji Qin'er was about to put on her shoes, but Anya suddenly stopped her and said with a smile, "Let me do it."

Ji Qin'er stared blankly at him who was squatting down, his white fingers grabbed her feet, and put on her shoes clumsily.

Ji Qin'er's heart moved, she would be lying if she said she wasn't moved, but this feeling made her a little uncomfortable.

The better An Erya treats her, the more moved she is in her heart. When she is moved more, the familiar and unfamiliar figure in her mind will flash past her eyes.

She didn't refuse Anya, but let him wear them. Soon he put her shoes on, raised his head and smiled at her softly, "Qin'er, your feet are very small and beautiful."

"When did you learn to be glib?" Ji Qin'er rolled her eyes, she didn't reject his kindness, and let him help her out of the inn.

(End of this chapter)