The Rebirth of the National Goddess

It took Zheng Chuyi a while to say, "It's okay, it's not your fault! Jiazhuo, I know you've tried your best, if you want to blame it, you can blame that layman. If it weren't for her, how could I have fallen to this point? Don't Crying, I really don't blame you."

The more Zheng Chuyi said this, the stronger the guilt on Jiazhuo's face, "Sister Chuyi, I'm sorry, it's my fault for not being strong enough to make you wronged, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you of."

As he spoke, Jiazhuo's voice became hoarse.

"I really don't blame you," Zheng Zheng Chuyi stretched out his hand to shake Jiazhuo's hand, pretending to be strong and comforted, "We have been best sisters since we were young, it's too strange for you to say that, today I want to Thank you, if it weren't for you, I might..." The rest of the words seemed to be stuck in Zheng Chuyi's throat, and I couldn't come out anyway.

"Sister Chu Yi," Wen Yan Jia Zhuo burst into tears, and she hugged Zheng Chuyi, crying, "I'm sorry, sister Chu Yi, I'm sorry,"

Zheng Chuyi was born to be a leader in the world of supernatural powers, when did she ever suffer such grievances?

Moreover, this method was designed by a lowly layman.

Jiazhuo felt extremely unfair and distressed for Zheng Chuyi.

This also strengthened Jiazhuo's determination to avenge Zheng Chuyi.

"It's okay, it's okay," although Zheng Chuyi said it was okay, but Zheng Chuyi's tears welled up, but behind the tears was a sinister light and overwhelming hatred.

One day, she will ruin that lowly layman's reputation!

Be cast aside by all people.

Life is better than death!

Go down to the eighteenth floor of hell!

"Jia Zhuo, do you have any elixir that you have brought with you to the secular world?" Zheng Chuyi asked seemingly unintentionally.

There was an obvious cry in the low voice, which made people defenseless.

Hearing this, Jiazhuo stopped crying, and said with some doubts, "I have, sister Chu Yi, why are you asking this?"

Zheng Chuyi smiled lightly, which was in stark contrast to the tear in the corner of her eye, and then asked, "Is there any medicine that can make the wound heal quickly?"

"Medicine for quick wound healing?" Jiazhuo lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then said, "I brought it, just in case, I brought ice gel."

As he spoke, Jiazhuo took out a blue transparent porcelain bottle from his pocket.

The porcelain vase is not big, and there is a faint aura exuding from the whole body.

A black pill lay quietly in the porcelain bottle.

"Why is there only one?" Zheng Chuyi frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Jiazhuo stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly, "On the way here, I saw two juniors from the same school being bullied by outsiders, so I used up a few for them, by the way Chu Sister Yi, what do you want this for? Where did you get hurt?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Kajuu had a worried look on his face.

"That's it." Zheng Chuyi nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I understand, I'm fine, but can you give me this last ice dew? I have other uses."

Something is better than nothing, an ice dew should turn the three-month recovery period into one month, so she won't have to wait another three months.

"Of course, this is not a good thing." After speaking, Jia Zhuo handed the ice dew in front of Zheng Chuyi.

Zheng Chuyi reached out to take the porcelain bottle Jia Zhuo handed over, a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes, and his tone was soft, "The Great Elder's ice dew is a rare and good thing."

The extremely soft tone, coupled with the ferocious look on her face, made people feel a little embarrassed at first glance.

Back chills.

Even if it was Jia Zhuo, it was the first time seeing Zheng Chuyi showing such an expression.

Jiazhuo frowned lightly, feeling a little numb in his heart.

I don't know what Zheng Chuyi is thinking about at the moment.

Although Jia Zhuo looked down on people in the secular world from the bottom of his heart, his nature was not bad.

"Jiazhuo," Zheng Chuyi put away the ferocious look on his face, and looked at Jiazhuo with soft eyebrows, as if the vicious and vicious person just now was not himself, and his voice was still extremely soft, "Do me a favor."

Looking at the harmless and beautiful Zheng Chuyi in front of him, Jiazhuo even wondered if he had hallucinations just now.

Yes, it must be an illusion.

How could a bodhisattva-hearted number one beauty in the supernatural world show such an expression.

"Sister Chuyi, tell me, as long as it is something I can do, Jia Zhuo will definitely go through fire and water." Jia Zhuo looked at Zheng Chuyi with fixed eyes.

What she owed sister Chu Yi, she would spend her whole life to repay.

Even if it is going up the mountain of knives and down into the sea of ​​fire.

She will never forget the stunning girl in the red dress on the streets of Chang'an.

And that smile that warmed her throughout the winter and illuminated her entire future.

"Can you take this icy dew and go to Korea tomorrow." Zheng Chuyi's gaze was far-reaching, making it difficult to see the true emotions in his heart.

His complexion was still as pale as paper, and he looked quite pitiful, so it was inevitable to feel pity for him.

No one can see clearly how dark and gloomy her heart is.

"Korea?" Jia Zhuo was a little puzzled, frowned slightly, and asked in doubt, "Sister Chu Yi, what are you doing there?"

The corners of Zheng Chuyi's mouth curled up slightly, and Qingling's voice was still somewhat hoarse, which sounded extremely weird.

"A very important thing to do." Zheng Chuyi narrowed her eyes slightly, and her dark eyes were icy cold.

Fortunately, she had been prepared long ago and left a way out, otherwise she really would not be able to resolve the crisis in front of her.

Seeing Zheng Chuyi like this, Jia Zhuo was even more puzzled, "Sister Chuyi, what is the important thing?"

For something important, it is worth letting him go there in person.

"Jiazhuo, go back and prepare, and then you must go to Koryo country tomorrow. After arriving in Koryo country, find a Shangmei Plastic Surgery Hospital, and then find a woman named Shen Minjie in the inpatient department, and give her Bing Ninglu. I know what to do." Zheng Chuyi ordered in an orderly manner.

There is a cool color in the beautiful eyes.

Although Jia Zhuo was puzzled, he didn't ask the specific reason, just nodded and said, "Okay sister Chu Yi, I understand, then if I go tomorrow, can you do it alone?"

Zheng Chuyi's current physical condition made Jia Zhuo a little worried.

"I'm fine," Zheng Chuyi patted Jiazhuo's hand, "Don't worry."

The corner of Zheng Chuyi's mouth had a faint smile, apart from her pale face, she couldn't see any other problems.

"By the way," Zheng Chuyi continued, "After you find her, just say that Madam Ninth asked you to come."

"Alright sister Chu Yi, don't worry about my work." Jia Zhuo nodded firmly.

"Jia Zhuo," Zheng Chuyi shook Jia Zhuo's hand, with warm eyes, "Thank you for your hard work."

Jiazhuo scolded, "Sister Chu Yi, this is what I should do. If you say that, you treat me as an outsider."

"Jia Zhuo, why don't you ask me why I let you go to Korea?" Zheng Chuyi continued.

"Sister Chuyi," Jiazhuo showed a very sincere smile towards Zheng Chuyi, "I believe in your character, so there is no need to ask."

Moreover, this ice dew was originally a panacea for wound healing, so she didn't need to worry at all.

She has known Zheng Chuyi for so many years, and she knows exactly who Zheng Chuyi is.

A person who can't even step on an ant to death, what kind of outrageous things can she do?

So, she doesn't need to know the reason.

No need to ask why.

Like Jiang Mubai, she absolutely trusted Zheng Chuyi, the kind who was defenseless.

"Jia Zhuo," Zheng Chuyi looked at Jia Zhuo with sparkling eyes, "Thank you."

There are so many emotions in this thank you.

Let the two embrace each other and cry.

It's just that one is sincere and born with feelings.

One is a different kind of mind, hypocrisy, and another purpose.

**

A certain corner of the capital.

Under the silent starry sky.

A young man and a woman were standing under a thick sycamore tree, and they looked up at the sky at the same time.

"It's better in the secular world," the woman standing next to the man sighed softly, "To see such a beautiful starry sky, to eat so many delicious foods, and to see so many interesting people, I'm almost suffocated to death in the cold Netherworld all day long, I really want to stay here all the time, breathing the beautiful air."