Listening to the sound from Zilong, the girl lying on the bed slowly sat up.

The girl held the brown log box and a leaf of Huitiancao in her hand, staring blankly at the boy sitting firmly at the table, with her back facing her. After a while, tears were rolling in the girl's eyes, and tears filled her eyes.

The girl who didn't know the medical skills did not know what Zilong did on her, but her intuitive feeling told her that this young man who had never met before was treating her and saving her...

The girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then she stuffed the leaves in her hands into her mouth without thinking and started chewing. At this moment, the girl's trust in Zilong even surpassed her biological parents.

As a leaf of water flowed into the stomach, a touch of coolness appeared in the girl's body. This clear and sensible coolness was wandering around the girl's body. While bringing the girl extremely comfortable, it also compensated for all the treatment that Zilong could not achieve with external forces.

While Huitian herbal power was in effect, the girl was not idle in her hands. She opened the brown round wooden box, dipped it in the white ointment, and began to rub it on her face, arms, and chest...

As for Zilong, who was sitting next to the table, he noticed the wine pot on the table while waiting for boredom. He turned the corner of his mouth, then took out the cup and poured the wine.

Ran Zilong just attached the wine glass to his mouth, and Zilong's sensitive sense of smell discovered something strange.

Zilong frowned slightly. He dipped his fingers into a drop of wine, concentrated the original true energy on the tip of his tongue, and placed the drop of wine on the tip of his tongue while ensuring that he was not affected.

This is the unique skill of identifying medicines summarized and invented by the medical predecessors of the Zhao clan family in the Zhao clan family, which allows doctors to quickly distinguish the drugs contained without being affected by the drugs contained.

After a while, Zilong hummed and said contemptuously:

"It's really an insult to the beast. He actually put aphrodisiacs in the wine, but it was still strong. What do they want to do?"

After Zilong's voice reached the girl behind him, the girl was silent for a moment, then took the initiative to speak and murmured:

"Aunt Ma wants to use my life to blackmail the young master."

The vicious thoughts of the girl who had been with Aunt Ma for a long time, even this middle-aged woman, soon figured out why Aunt Ma did this after hearing Zilong say that she had put strong aphrodisiacs in the wine.

Listening to the girl's voice coming from behind, Zilong clenched his fists and clattered angrily:

"It's really worse than beasts."

“I’ve always been like this here, I’m used to it.”

Listening to the faint sadness in the girl's words, Zilong pushed the wine to one side and asked with his back to him:

"Why did Aunt Ma hit you just now?"

Listening to Zilong's question, the girl lowered her head and said weakly:

"It's... it's because of you, Master."

"I!?"

"Young Master just left the wing room, Aunt Ma came in. I waited for a long time but didn't see you, Master, come back, Aunt Ma called us out to ask questions.

Aunt Ma blamed us for not being kind enough to greet you and provoke you, the young master, and then she held you accountable. Others thought I was easy to bully, and they knew that Aunt Ma didn’t like me at all, so they took the responsibility on my head."

"It turns out it's because of me." Zilong said softly, looking a little apologetic.

"Young Master, don't misunderstand me. The little girl has no intention of blaming the young master at all. If it weren't for helping me, the little girl would have been locked in a dungeon. What's more, the young master gave me spiritual medicine and spiritual ointment to cure my illness. The young master is very kind and great virtue. Please accept the little girl's worship."

As he said that, the girl put on her clothes and came out of bed, and fell directly behind Zilong.

Zilong stood up when he heard the sound and hurriedly helped the girl in yellow who was kneeling on the ground:

"Miss, it's not possible. I am a doctor. My master told me since I taught me medical skills that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I save you completely instinct. I also ask the girl not to take it to heart. Besides, I have a responsibility for this matter."

Zilong supported the girl in yellow and stood up. At this time, under the dual effects of Huitiancao and ointment, the swollen marks on the girl in yellow had disappeared, and her originally pale face became rosy and delicate.

The energetic girl seemed to have changed her face, and her appearance had a qualitative leap, which surprised Zilong even slightly.

But what Zilong didn't notice was that when he explained that he was out of the doctor's instinct, the faint disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes...

The girl in yellow who stood up bent her knees at Zilong and asked:

"Have you asked for the name of the young master yet?"

"Zhao...Cirong, Zhao Cirong, just call me Cirong."

Ran Zilong's pause when he spoke his name and the fleeting hidden secret on his face were captured by the careful and sensitive girl in yellow.

"Zhao Cirong? This is probably not the young master's real name..."

Just as the girl in yellow was thinking silently, Zilong asked to Zhi:

"I see that your conversation, behavior, voice, appearance and appearance are all incompatible with this place. You shouldn't be from the city of Daluo?"

"Young Master Mingjian, the little girl is named Yin Xiuxiu. She was originally the daughter of a small family in the southern part of the Central Plains."

"The Yin clan family in the Central and Southern?" Zilong asked.

The girl in yellow nodded and said indecision.

"No wonder I always feel like there is a strong atmosphere of ink on you. It turns out that you are from a famous scholarly family in Central and South China."

"Young Master is so serious, he is just a little clan family who can only be good at writing and writing."

Hearing Yin Xiuxiu's tone lightly low, Zilong sighed silently in his heart.

The reason why Zilong heard of the Yin clan family in the southern part of the Central Plains was that when he was practicing in the Ghost Sect with Huang Baimei and others, Huang Baimei often talked about the Yin clan family and kept talking.

According to Huang Baimei, the Yin clan family in the Central and Southern regions is the most talented priest in the Central Plains. It has been the top ten literary masters in the original world for ten thousand years. The Yin clan family in the Central Plains only holds six seats. The head of the Yin clan family in the contemporary Yin clan family is a generation of poets.

But the origin world has always emphasized martial arts and slight literature, and the Central Plains, which has a strong martial arts style, is even more so.

The Yin clan family, which has the leading role in poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, has only a handful of fifth-level king masters in one clan. It is a dignified clan with only more than 300 disciples in the clan, and even the divisions of many clans in the clan are far inferior to those of many clans. Even the local forces of many families can cover it.

The weak strength caused the Yin clan family to survive. It is said that the Yin clan family, which had no financial resources, lived in a small city completely under the support of the Southern Emperor, and barely survived.

Looking at the common people's sects in the Central Plains, there may be no second one as miserable as the Yin sects.

After all, in the Central Plains, literary talent cannot be used as a food, and it can even be said that few people buy it. This is also the reason why Huang Baimei frequently sighed for the Yin clan family in front of Zilong and others.

However, Zilong still had a question in his heart. Zilong thought that even if the Yin clan family was in great poverty, it should not be as good as pushing the clan disciples into the fire pit. Besides, literati generally hold themselves aloof and should not have done such a thing. So how did Yin Xiuxiu come from the southern part of the Central Plains to the Great Dala in the North? This crosses a whole Central Plains.

The careful Yin Xiuxiu seemed to see Zilong’s question, and before Zilong could ask questions, he explained:

"I was kidnapped. When I went into the mountains to collect herbs, the traffickers made me faint. In order to prevent me from escaping home or looking for my family, they took me directly to the edge of the northern part of the Central Plains..."

Yin Xiuxiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and Zilong also saw painful memories on Yin Xiuxiu's face. Yin Xiuxiu did not continue to talk, and Zilong also knew the truth and did not ask questions.

And just as the air was filled with a faint awkward atmosphere, without warning, a cooing sound came from the girl's belly.

The girl who had recovered from anger had no sense of her body as numb and stagnant as before, and what followed was hunger~

The kind of hunger that can eat a cow.

Listening to the screams from his stomach, the girl in yellow immediately blushed with embarrassment.

Zilong breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately gave up for the girl, pointed to the four dishes on the table, and smiled:

"Look, they are waiting for you."

The hungry Yin Xiuxiu was no longer reserved. She trotted to the table, picked up the chopsticks, and couldn't wait to attack the roast goose in front of her.

Seeing this, Zilong smiled slightly at first, and then Yin Xiuxiu's appearance of eating roast goose reminded him of the scene in the Flower Stone Tower that day.

Zilong let out a long sigh, and he lowered his head and recalled the encounter that day, with a confused smile on his face.

"It's only been more than a month since the Warcraft Mountains parted? Why did I feel like it's been a long time...

Unfair, are you okay?"

...

Yunwangshan thousands of miles away, Yunwangcheng built beside him.

It was already late at night, and the practice hall of the Qing clan family in the center of Yunwang City was still brightly lit, just like daytime.

In the vast training ground, the golden light and sword shadows are at this time, and the source energy is scattered.

Someone is practicing martial arts!

This man was extremely fast. At first glance, there was only the golden phantom on the practice field, overlapping and flashing, which was dazzling!

Suddenly, the three levels of golden shadows and three sword lights, huge power covering the entire training ground came, and dust suddenly flew, strong wind roared, and three huge explosions filled the sky!

When the strong wind sank and the dust dissipated, three huge swords that were more than ten feet long and about three inches deep appeared on the practice field of the Qing family!

Immediately afterwards, a golden light fell from the sky. When the light dissipated, the golden light phantom that had just been uncaptured finally revealed its true face.

Gentle as the moon, standing tall and graceful, with a peerless face, and a slim daughter. This girl should only be found in the sky, and only the only ones on the earth are the only ones.

This woman is a person!

The man stood alone with a sword, his long hair and the corners of his clothes fluttered with the wind. In the thick night, he was like a piece of flawless white jade, which was so beautiful that it was incomparable.
Chapter completed!