Hearing Yang Chen say this, the female cultivator smiled slightly, and a happy and painful expression appeared on her face.

"Yes, this tea runs very carefully."

It was like a kind of pride, and Yang Chen couldn't understand this kind of emotion at once.

"Yes, this water is good too!"

"Of course, this water is the morning dew picked from the heart of summer lotus leaves before the rising sun rises in the early morning, and it is naturally fragrant and pure."

Yang Chen asked in surprise when he heard this;

"Beauty, you are so patient, so amazing. How can I be embarrassed to treat me with such good tea?"

I'm sorry, I got a cup and drank it all. After this generation, the teapot bottom sword is gone!

Yang Chen seems to have endless aftertaste.

“Good, good to drink…”

Looking at him, the beauty smiled again and spoke slowly;

"You can leave!"

Yang Chen was a little confused when he suddenly saw off the guests, but he was thick-skinned and didn't care.

"Oh, I'm sorry to leave like this after drinking your tea? I feel calm, so take a rest..."

"You're dead!"

The sound came very suddenly, and the whole valley was trembling. This person's profound skills surprised Yang Chen.

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of the female cultivator out of thin air, nervously protecting the woman behind him, and angrily rushed towards Yang Chen.

Especially after seeing that there was no drop of tea on the table, the whole handsome man suddenly became angry.

"You...you dare..."

brush……

The folding fan in his hand shook and rushed towards Yang Chen with murderous aura.

When Yang Chen saw the other party making a sharp move, he knew that the other party would definitely not show mercy. In desperation, he jumped out of the hut and shouted;

"Hey, hey, handsome guy, are there anything you can say? I didn't do anything, I just drank a few cups of tea..."

When the monk heard that he had drunk a few cups of tea, he was so angry that he was so angry that when the folding fan opened and closed, Yang Chen suddenly felt an invisible pressure that made him difficult to move.

"You should die..."

The folding fan shook, and the landscape painting on it seemed to have come alive, and a mountain pressed down against Yang Chen.

"Damn, so cool..."

Yes, this skill is a bit cool. Every move of this man is elegant, but it is fatal.

Yang Chen did not dare to be careless. He had a long sword in his hand and split the mountain with one sword. However, the monk was not surprised, but waved his folding fan again, and a turbulent river was like Yang Chen's original one.

The sword transformation and flowing flow sword technique is no longer hidden at this time, so I just started it.

Seeing the sword-controlling technique, the monk frowned slightly and attacked again.

Yang Chen had an unparalleled sword energy, and the monk was able to beat the monk with one folding fan with a superb impact.

In this valley, the two people intertwined their bodies and fought endlessly.

Every move is amazing.

“Good come…”

A strong wind came from the folding fan, and Yang Chen roared and dodged the attack, but what surprised him was that the strong wind was changing the way halfway, as if he knew his position at the next moment, and he was impartially hitting his body.

Bang...

Yang Chen's body was beaten to the ground.

The monk thought he was victorious and was about to pursue him, but Yang Chen was hit and the recognized sword turned into a stream of light, drew a strange arc, and slashed on his qi with a bang.

Bang...

This monk was also smashed into the earth.

“Oh oh oh oh…”

The two of them fought for two hours. Each of them had wounds on their bodies, their skin was soaked and their faces were swollen, and even Yang Chen had a big shoe print on his face.

Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh hu

The two were panting. Of course, the monk didn't seem to be planning to let Yang Chen go. Yang Chen supported his knees weakly, allowing big sweat to drip on the ground.

"Stop...stop..."

When the monk roared and was about to kill him, Yang Chen quickly reached out to stop him. He tried hard to calm his breath and spoke in dissatisfaction;

"Handsome guy, I won't be able to have a few cups of tea with you!"

When he heard this, the monk's aura instantly increased;

"Bastard, that's my Taoist partner's life-extending medicine. If you don't kill you today..."

When Yang Chen heard this, he was confused. Is life-sustaining medicine that exaggerated? Although green glaze grass is good, it is not that expensive, right? It doesn’t have that effect?

Cough cough cough...

Just as the two were about to fight again, a few coughs came from the room, and the handsome face changed drastically.

He flew into the hut with exclamations.

"Xiaoqiong..."

Seeing this man so nervous, Yang Chen felt very upset when he thought of drinking someone else's life-saving medicine. What are theirs?

OK, let’s go and have a look. Now I’m not at ease.

"Xiaoqiong, how is it? Is there anything wrong...ah?"

Cough cough cough cough cough...

He held his lover and carefully cared for her. Her every move touched his nerves.

He was afraid that one day she would leave suddenly, but seeing her in such pain, he was tortured.

He blamed himself countless times in secret, blaming himself for not curing her.

Staying away from the hustle and bustle of the world, it’s good that this place will accompany her to spend her whole life, but, why, such a short life is long because of pain.

"It's okay... don't worry..."

The greatest blessing in life is to find someone who understands each other's feelings. They are lucky in this life, but unfortunately, fate has not given them a better story.

"Don't be afraid...I'll go and make medicine for you...wait for me... hold on..."

Looking at this lover who was not busy and orderly in his work and became like a child, the woman always had a smile on her painful face.

No matter how painful it is, I can't help but show it.

The man picked up the teapot, but there was not much tea in it;

He was so angry that he wanted to roar to the sky, but he clenched his fists and couldn't help but flew into the lotus pond. But at this moment, the sun was shining brightly and it was not dark yet, so he couldn't wait for the morning dew.

"Hurry... Let me go down the mountain..."

The man roared madly at the sun. Only when the sun sets and night falls, can he collect this rootless morning dew only after dark and before dawn.

Only this morning dew can relieve her illness.

Only the morning dew above the lotus leaves can be pure enough and pollution-free essence of heavenly secrets, and the special power that Xia Lian draws from the earth, so that Xiaoqiong can steal a moment of peace.

He didn't care about hating Yang Chen, but just tried his best to save his lover.

Seeing this man being so crazy about him, Xiaoqiong quietly shed tears.

Maybe, I shouldn’t drag you down! Maybe it’s time to let go and give you freedom. You shouldn’t be like this. You still have dreams and you still have a future. My journey has come here, and it’s already been perfect.

If I leave, don’t be sad and keep moving forward. You shouldn’t ruin your life for me. You have to learn to forget. When I leave, forget it.

In this life, there are always some things that cannot be pursued or fulfilled. After many experiences, there will be no two-dimensional law, and there will always be gains and losses. I have no regrets or regrets. Hello, this is my wish.
Chapter completed!