Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 90 Poor Dijuan, The Red String Was Cut A Bird
Tianzhu Peak, Liantian Cave, Li Shibai sat alone in the corner, drinking alone.

In a few days, he has changed from a beautiful boy facing the wind to a scruffy bearded uncle.

Hong Ling came in and saw him drinking alone, a part of his heart ached and sore, "Drinking too much wine will hurt your health, uncle, please drink less."

Li Shibai didn't raise his head, ignored his words, and just drank.

Seeing him like this, Hong Ling really wanted to rush into the fairy barrier and take the wine glass from his hand, telling him that it was not worth it.

Yang Juanjuan wouldn't like him, he knew the result, but why did he still fall in love with that woman.

Is it because Yang Juanjuan still likes him now, that's why he likes her like this.

If this is the case, then she will go and cut the red string on Yang Juanjuan's hand.

Hong Ling quickly descended from the Tianzhu Peak, concealed his figure with a fairy technique, and entered the Miaohua Cave unhindered.

Seeing that Yang Juanjuan was practicing and no one else was around, God was helping her.

Hong Ling walked towards Yang Juanjuan, and saw the two red ropes on Yang Juanjuan's right wrist at a glance.She found the one that belonged to Li Shibai, and unceremoniously cut it off with the scissors.

Holding the cut red rope, Hong Ling laughed excitedly.

Now let's see how you still confuse Li Shibai. As long as Li Shibai finds out that you don't like him, he will definitely not like you either.

Hong Ling left with this confidence.

Besides, Yang Juanjuan, when she was cut off by Hong Ling, she felt as if something had been taken away, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Her uncomfortable, orderly breath just now was disrupted.She felt that the breath in her body was messed up, so she quickly calmed down and wanted to put the messed up breath back in place, but it was still a step too late.

With a "poof", she spit out a mouthful of blood from the bottom of her heart.

Maybe it was because she discovered it in time, this time she was not in a coma, and her head was still awake.It's just that somewhere in her heart was empty, as if she had lost something, and she burst into tears of distress.

Qian Zang just went out for a while, and when he came back, he saw Yang Juanjuan sitting on the square couch crying, there was still blood on his chin, and a large area of ​​the white Taoist robe on his chest was also stained red.

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, Qian Zang's heart suddenly picked up, and he walked over quickly.

Seeing Qian Zang coming, Yang Juanjuan grabbed his sleeve and burst into tears: "Master, I feel so uncomfortable. I feel like I'm going to die..."

Qian Zang saw that she was crying so miserably, and thought that she was seriously injured due to distraction in cultivation, so he wanted to check her body right away.

But Yang Juanjuan was holding on to his sleeve tightly, and didn't cooperate with his inspection, just crying there.

"Don't cry, I'll show you if you hurt your heart." Qian Zang wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yang Juanjuan grabbed her too tightly and almost dragged her off the couch.

"Master, I feel uncomfortable. I feel uncomfortable here..." Yang Juanjuan seemed not to have heard Qian Zang's words, and said to himself, pointing to his heart: "Here, it seems that something is missing. So sad, so sad..."

Yang Juanjuan shook his head while crying, "But I don't know what is missing. I want to get it back, but I don't know what to look for or where to look for it. Huh... Master, I feel like I'm going to get it soon." died."

"Master, what if I die? If I die, will I no longer be able to eat the fish soup cooked by the kitten or the meat roasted by Xiao Tianer? Ah... I don't want to die yet... I don't want to die ..."

She was crying with tears in her eyes, her heart broken.

Qian Zang felt distressed when he watched from the sidelines, and when he heard those inexplicable words she said, he felt both funny and pitiful at the same time.

He patted her on the back lightly, sat down next to her, and comforted her: "Don't cry, it's not because you lost something, but because you were distracted during cultivation and the breath in your body went astray. would be so sad."

"With the teacher here, you will not die. Come, let the teacher show you your body."

Qian Zang said the last sentence very softly, as if coaxing a child who doesn't know much about the world.

Yang Juanjuan sniffed, looked at Qian Zang seriously with peach blossom eyes full of tears, then shook his head seriously, "No, I just lost something. Master, can you accompany me to find it? I want to get it back, I don't want to lose it."

"I can help you find it, but can you let me see your body first?" Qian Zang felt that as long as he took care of her body, she would not have the illusion of losing something.

"Okay, Master must keep his word." Yang Juanjuan stretched out his hand obediently.

Qian Zang's slender fingers rested on her pulse gate, and a trace of magic power was transferred from his warm fingertips into her body.

The silk walked around her body with the aura of his mana, and found nothing unusual.

Withdrawing his mana, Qian Zang looked at Yang Juanjuan suspiciously, and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"Well, uncomfortable." Yang Juan said with a strong nasal voice. As soon as the word "uncomfortable" was said, she couldn't help but shed two tears.

Her body is fine, so why is she still feeling uncomfortable? Could it be true, as she said, that she lost something?
When Qian Zang was thinking about this, Yang Juanjuan had already got off the square couch, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him out.

While walking, he said: "Master, please accompany me to find the lost things."

Seeing her like this, Qian Zang felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.He followed her for two steps, saw her chest was stained with blood, and said, "Change your clothes first."

Only then did Yang Juanjuan notice that the clothes on his chest were stained red with his own blood.

She went back to the cave, opened the box next to the bed, and looked for clothes from inside.

While looking for clothes, she noticed a few paintings next to the clothes.That was the painting she drew for Zhong Xiaotian, and it seemed that she had painted it for someone else.But who is that other person, she has no memory at all.

But there was a strange feeling in her head, that that other person was something she had lost.

She was anxious to know who that person was, so she put down her clothes and opened the paintings one by one.

The first one is a picture of Zhong Xiaotian standing at the entrance of a cave in a white Taoist robe.The second picture is still Zhong Xiaotian, but it is a portrait of barbecue.

The third one was opened, and it was a semi-finished picture, only the portrait above the shoulders was drawn.This is a very early portrait, not as detailed and energetic as Zhong Xiaotian's painting, and the face of the person is a bit blurred.

Even if it was blurry, she could recognize who was inside.His name was Li Shibai, and he had saved her life once, and the two became acquainted after that.

After recognizing the person inside as Li Shibai, Yang Juanjuan rolled up the portrait.

Her feeling for him was very light, as light as looking at an insignificant stranger.

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