The two scattered gods were placed in charge of the place, and the manager who was in charge of the here wanted to report to the young master in person. Because of the two scattered gods, he could get the opportunity to meet the young master and felt that his future would be greater guaranteed because of them.

The young master was wearing a red suit and drinking tea in the practice room. This time, they took the little palace master of Xicheng Palace as a disciple of the Heavenly Palace. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a big trouble. He drank the tea for a while, but he thought about it alone, but he didn't think of any reason. When he was ashamed, he was interrupted by a voice outside the door. This was the servant who came to report to him. Though he saw the arrogant woman he saw today, although he had not seen how outstanding her skills were, the senior brother actually adopted his first proposal. A sense of satisfaction arose and threw away the puzzled problem just now.

"Piaomiao has been placed in the small courtyard in the lower class courtyard, and there is a dedicated person to take care of it." The special person is her companion Long. The manager dared not say it clearly. This female scattered god is usually unpopular in speaking and doing things. Even those servants dare not step forward, for fear that a mistake will be made. No matter how good he does, he will not be rewarded, and he may be expelled. He had to push the trouble to her companion, so that he could explain to the young master. What's better is that if the young master asks about the details, he will block him first, and then go back and arrange it according to the ones he asked.

"Well, it must be because she is in a bad condition. She is also a tough one in this selection. Not bad, not bad." Master Zeqian was thinking about finding a reason for himself. He started to lose his share. His parents didn't know how to scold him when they came back. But the person in charge thought differently from him. If she had a bad condition, she had to live well, and she would be able to keep her good food, delicious, and good medicine. Wait for the next time to choose, let this female god come on stage to compete. If her skills are really powerful, she will definitely get benefits.

Master Zeqian said this and said nothing more. The person in charge quickly stepped down and ran back.

Long stood restlessly beside Piaomiao. His Piaomiao had never appeared before. Where was the problem? Could it be that she stayed in the peach garden and did not follow her? If so, what should she do?

"The bones are all loose. Oh, oh, you can find some bone-containing meat and help me cook the broth." Piaomiao closed her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and breathed smoothly. This sentence seemed to be spit out of her mouth, not.

"Okay. OK. You wait." His misty place was very happy.

"God, how about your body? How about it?" A concerned voice came from outside the door. The in charge ran over from the young master and happened to see the door panel open. Long was about to come out from inside.

"I just woke up. I was hungry. I wanted to eat broth with bones and meat." Long said. Seeing that the manager who was here was arranged to live here, he felt relieved. He didn't want to leave Piaomiao for half a step.

"...What is this?" The manager bent his body, listening, thinking that he had never had such benefits, let alone had eaten such things.

"Wait." Long found paper and pen from the room, drew a picture, a fat big bird with hair plucked. He handed the picture to the manager.

"Uh." The manager secretly guessed that this was a very low technique and had not had fasting yet? How could he live in heaven?

"This is medicine." Long said. Although he did not like to interact with other scattered gods, he also paid attention to secretly observing everything about scattered gods here. When he was in the Peach Garden, his Piaomiao used this kind of thing to strengthen his body. At the beginning, he also asked this, and his Piaomiao explained it in this way.

"Medicine?" The in charge of the business did not dare to delay too much. There were many such things in their yard. They could catch a few of them at will, and they could not only give it a job, but also reduce trouble. Grab the fat bird and give it to them, so they could do it themselves. There are some stoves for making medicine, but there are some in his yard.

"Great God, I can only catch this thing, but the young ones don't understand how to make a contiguous medicine." The manager handed the three struggling fat birds to Long and explained carefully, "At the back of this room, turn from the left, there is a pharmacy there. Usually, the young ones only look for some herbs to refine medicine. This kind of thing has no spiritual power, and they don't know how it becomes a drug."

"..." Long didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer. He didn't have the easy question to ask and didn't have the opportunity to do so.

"Call me if you have something to do." Seeing this, the manager quickly flew away and retreated. The young master's men served him well, so he didn't make any trouble, so that he could cause trouble.

Long turned around and looked at the motionless Piaomiao on the bed, carefully closed the door, and went to the backyard, a fully equipped pharmacy

He was in the Peach Garden, and he watched Piaomiao make it for him after he had made it for him.

"Piaomiao, that's OK." This is the first time I took her.

"I don't have the strength. I eat the soup, but you eat the meat." Piaomiao's lips remained unmoved.

He carefully helped Piaomiao up, let her lean against the head of the bed, and fed the broth one spoonful after the broth was fed. After the broth was fed, the red lips slightly opened and a long breath was breathed from his mouth, "Long, the broth is not strong."

"I boiled another pot, simmered it on a light heat, and wait for tomorrow." Long said. He carefully held Piaomiao in his arms and carefully lifted the hair covering her face. His hand fell on Piaomiao's wrist, which was where he checked Piaomiao's physical condition. His Piaomiao's heart veins beating differently from hers, slightly fast, but not strong; the temperature that came out when it was beating was slightly high.

"Be good. How is your body? What happened?" Piaomiao didn't care.

"It's okay. She was beaten by the little palace of Nishige Palace."

"Ha, I don't have the ability, I don't know how to hide. No, this time I'm head-on. How did she do this this time? Did she encounter a forced force that must be fought?"

"The young palace lord of the Heavenly Palace has returned and has been talking to her, including me."

"you?"

"I lost without a move, and he stayed there." Long said. He didn't dare to say that he was lying on the stage as soon as he came on the court. This would definitely anger her. She would definitely scold him and pretend to be more elegant!

"That kid is interested in her," said Piaomiao.

"Maybe. But I don't agree." Long said. He didn't agree. She was close to the young palace master like this.

"Don't worry, he won't fall in love with her. He agrees with such an identity and such a martial art, nor does his parents agree." Piaomiao said. With some strength, she naturally refused to lie on the bed.

Wen Ruan left him, causing a moment of loss. After leaving the Taohua Garden, he had to face more people and things, and would temporarily separate them. It would be better to stay in the Taohua Garden.

"Let go. Help me up."

"I don't want to compete with you," Long murmured.

"Silly, I'm going to compete here, so they won't find us. I want to go out and take a look here and outside."

Two pieces of Tiangong disciple uniforms were placed aside, and Piaomiao pointed at him and asked, "Is this clothes we want to wear?"

"Well. The blue edge on the clothes is the sign of disciples of the lowest class. Don't move, I'll help you wear it."

"I can still do it."

"But, I think."

When Piaomiao came back, her clothes were often covered with her blood. He cast spells to purify the blood marks on her body, but as long as he was Piaomiao, he would wipe away the blood stains on her body. Every time he saw the scarred body, he would feel heartbroken and think, what if it was her? Piaomiao was even more diligent in practicing Qigong. It originally took a long time, but he continued to improve his cultivation. In order not to attract the attention of the outside world, he forced himself to suppress it, until Piaomiao said, "Long, you were wrong, this will destroy your body." She attracted Tianlei, Tianlei, one by one, and one by one hit him until Tianlei lost his strength.

"Why are you so slow!" Piaomiao complained. How could he be fast? He will no longer be sure of the opportunity to be together in the future.

"I...I..." Long didn't say.

"Are you scared?" Piaomiao turned around, and the blank space on his chest was facing him. Long didn't say anything, but she told him. Many times, he no longer felt embarrassed. He reached out and picked up the untie, and tied it up carefully. He put on her outer shirt, and the clothes were not in line with each other, just like children wearing adult clothes.

Piaomiao shrank his arms and shook his sleeves a few times, "Is it good-looking?"

"It looks good. It's pretty good."

"Have you dressed up? Let's go out for a walk?" Piaomiao raised her head, weighed her toes, and carried her hands behind her back, and her body swayed slightly from front to back.

"Okay. I'll go and put out the fire first."
Chapter completed!