Offering Salted Fish To Master

In those few years as Shi Yan, because of the physical injury, she really took some bitter pills. At the very beginning, the fake teacher Qianli told her that it was very difficult for her to restore her cultivation to the peak, and she might not be able to return to the Void Refinement stage in her entire life. So, she only gave her some pills to heal her injuries, so that her cultivation level would stabilize in the God-Transforming Stage and would not fall.

Later, she herself found people in Cranexian City. Although it was possible to recover, she needed an astronomical amount of medical expenses. She also asked for a power that was one level higher than her original level to help her get through the injured and blocked spiritual veins. When she heard the huge sum of money, calculated her salary, and then thought about the failure of the teacher's family, she decided to become a **** in her life.

Anyway, it wasn't the level she had worked so hard to cultivate herself, she still had to learn to be content, it was enough for her to become spiritual.

How did she think about it at that time? One day, she can recover to the peak of her cultivation so quickly, only to knock some medicine like jelly beans, the whole process is painless, and even want to have some more sugar pills. There is a kind of pill that reminded her childhood memories. It was a white vaccine candy pill that she had eaten as a child. What kind of cerebrospinal candy pill seemed to be called?

"This is quite delicious, is there any more?" Liao Tingyan asked, licking his lips.

Sima Jiao stared at her deeply, which made people call all those pharmacists who rubbed the pills. The pharmacists who were busy working on the hair growth pill had to put down their work first, bald their heads to see the devil. the Lord.

Liao Tingyan was a little touched in his heart, thinking, what kind of role is this beloved girl, it is too exciting for the teacher.

I heard Sima Jiao pointing at her and asking the pharmacists angrily: "Why did she look silly after taking those pills!" The question was very sincere, and anger was also real anger...because of this, It makes people more angry.

Liao Tingyan: "..." Your mother? ! I declare that you have lost your girlfriend. Whether I was or not, I am not anymore.

Sima Jiao glanced at her, then changed the subject and said, "The pill for clearing erysipelas, make more of it."

A pharmacist stabilized his mind and stood up and said: "The devil, that one Jieqing pill is enough to eliminate all the old erysipelas and silt. The old man has refined this Jieqing pill for many years, and the estimated efficacy of the drug will never be wrong, madam! One is enough!"

The demon lord called a group of them to refine the pill for this mysterious lady, each one kind, if the rest of the people all had one effect, the pill he made had to take so many to be effective, where would he put his old face!

Liao Tingyan covered his face and couldn't bear to continue listening.

Sima Jiao didn't care: "Then refine some pills that don't have the effect of eliminating elixir but have the same taste."

Pharmacist: "???" He finally reacted. The demon lord came to him not to make pills, but to make sugar pills. Probably because he had never taken on such a simple task in his entire life, he hadn't recovered for a long time, and seemed to be a little skeptical of life.

Then Liao Tingyan had candy pills that could not be eaten. People like Demon Region had an atmosphere of sending things, either in baskets or in large boxes, with the heroic ‘take it and eat it’.

Sima Jiao also tasted a candy pill, and looked at her faintly for a long while, "Sooner or later I will catch Shi Qianqi and kill him happily."

Liao Tingyan: "...Huh?" Suddenly, what did Shi Qianlu do?

Sima Jiao: "You haven't eaten anything good in these years, right."

Liao Tingyan was expressionless and writhes sugar pills, and didn't want to talk to this man anymore. You return my childhood memories! Return my homesickness!

Sima Jiao sat beside her with one foot raised, his head propped with his arms on it, in a very casual posture, "Do you know why I am not in a hurry to explain my identity to you." He said, and touched his other hand. She squeezed her belly.

Liao Tingyan's jerky sugar pill stopped, his eyes chasing his hand, friend? Is your action too natural? Where are you touching? I haven't confirmed the identity of our boy and girl friends yet.

She put her hand on her belly, not allowing the meat on her belly to be squeezed. Sima Jiao didn't care, so she touched her hand and rubbed her fingers.

He leaned in close to her, "Because... you will find out for yourself soon."

Liao Tingyan snapped the candy pill in his mouth with a click. Sima Jiao was very close to her. He heard the sound of chewing candy, and the corners of his lips lifted.

Liao Tingyan always felt that he was jumping repeatedly on the edge of making him angry. No, what is your hobby? Do you owe someone to scold?

She fell asleep with suspicion of her own vision. Before going to bed, Sima Jiao told her that when she wakes up again, her cultivation will be fully restored.

This evening, Liao Tingyan slept very well. Sima Jiao sat next to her, grasping her, squeezing her arms, squeezing her legs, rubbing her stomach, and stepping on milk...Of course it was to cooperate with the effect of the medicine to get through the injured and blocked spiritual veins. After a meal, Liao Tingyan did not wake up.

"Why can I still sleep like this?" Sima Jiao muttered to himself in a low voice, looking at her quietly, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

He rarely had such a peaceful moment, especially when he lost Liao Tingyan, it made him feel that the trance was longer than the five hundred years of the Three Sacred Mountain.

The bloodless, pale fingers drew a strand of hair on Liao Tingyan's cheek, and slowly curled it up, and the strand of long hair fell from his hand again.

...

Morning and night in Winter City are the coldest times. Occasionally some frost will condense on the white buildings. When the sun rises, these frost will quickly melt and dissipate, and even the last trace of water vapor will be dispersed in the air.

The cold and dry winter city made Liao Tingyan, who had lived in Hexian City for several years, uncomfortable. Therefore, the palace where she was located was different from the outside. It was protected by formations and was warm like spring. Liao Tingyan would occasionally take the initiative to humidify.

That morning, a cloud was rolled up over the Forbidden Palace, and then snow fell. This is because the gathered spiritual power stirred the clouds in the sky, so there was this rare snow.

As soon as Liao Tingyan woke up and saw the heavy snow flying outside the window, she sat up and ran to the window to look out. Then she realized that the leaked spiritual power gathered in the forbidden palace was because of herself.

She condensed her unconscious spiritual power, leaned against the window and closed her eyes and looked inside. The feeling completely different from the transformation stage, the quantitative change caused by the qualitative change, made her feel that she can now beat twenty previous selves.

When she was familiar with the cultivation base during the refining period, she discovered an open space in her body. She felt a little bit faintly before, but her cultivation level had fallen to the God-Transforming Stage. She couldn't open the closed space in the Void Refining Stage, and she didn't quite understand what was going on. Now she can feel it clearly and can open it.

It was as if a secret basement had been discovered in the house, and Liao Tingyan began to search for the contents in great interest.

There are all kinds of food and everything, including almost everything needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation. They are placed in different categories, which is simply a large warehouse. Are these all I saved before? How to be like a squirrel with acorns.

She found something that seemed to be commonly used in the past, a mirror, and didn’t know how to use it. She fiddled with it and placed it next to it. Then she found a few wood-chip figures. The figures were written with the Arabic numeral 123 on the back and painted on their faces. Emoji.

Ah... isn't this the kaomoji that I used to use often? Liao Tingyan felt even more panicked, isn't it? Is it really me who dared to fall in love with the big guy before? Do I still hang up like this?

It is simply unimaginable.

The little wooden man put it aside, and continued to search, and found a book of magic techniques as thick as a dictionary of gods and monsters, and a rough notebook that was cut out and bound by himself. There was a lock. This lock was a small formation and required a password. Liao Tingyan tried his birthday and unlocked.

Liao Tingyan: "..." Ah!

The notebook is not a diary she imagined, but a study note that records the experience of practicing magic. Of course, the handwriting is also very familiar. Her own characters, simplified characters, and the kind of dog crawling characters that are written very casually, most people If she doesn't understand, it's not that she can't write when lying on her stomach, maybe she can recognize it herself.

After turning a few pages, she saw that she painted turtles, chicken drumsticks and French fries milk tea on it, and drew some messy things, which meant that she was impatient in learning, so she took a short run. Later, he wrote his own name like practicing calligraphy, Zou Yan also has it, Liao Tingyan also has it, and Sima Jiao, who circled that Sima Jiao with irregular love.

Liao Tingyan: "..." Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

It's over, it's me. The warrior who fell in love with Sima Jiao turned out to be me! Really me? !

Liao Tingyan covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly at the graffiti on the note with one eye. It seemed that he could understand the mood at that time through the mess of handwriting.

She also turned out a thousand paper cranes in that notebook. With a premonition that could not be explained clearly, Liao Tingyan opened the thousand paper cranes and looked at it. There were a few words written in it, "Sima Jiao's pig feet are stupid." .

Wow-I was arrogant before. Sure enough, how did you sing the lyrics, so that those who are favored are not afraid?

However, although it is a curse, I feel like it is full of **** and shame. How could he be so ashamed?

She silently folded the paper crane back, put it aside, and continued to search.

I found a jewelry box, a jewelry box with space storage capacity, although the storage volume is not large, but pulled out a dozen drawers, all filled with all kinds of beautiful jewelry.

Only the smallest drawer was locked, and it was still my previous birthday password. Liao Tingyan pulled the drawer out and took a look, then quickly pushed it back, making a bang because of too much force.

She stared at her hand like a ghost.

Damn.

It seems that I used to love Sima Jiao.

She slowly pulled out the drawer again and looked at the two rings on the red flannel inside. There are two rings in this grid, one large and one small, a simple plain circle carved with patterns, the inner circle is engraved with English letters, the larger one is J, and the smaller one is Y.

Liao Tingyan swallowed.

The ring is really not easy to give away. She used to prepare this item to give it to someone, obviously, it seems that it hasn't been sent out yet, so I don't know if it is embarrassing or delayed.

"What are you looking at?" Sima Jiao quietly appeared behind him again, and sent her a death question.

Now that Liao Tingyan heard his voice, there was a guilty conscience that was unclear. He had a heavy hand and accidentally pulled the drawer out. It was too late to hide it again. Sima Jiao, who didn’t care too much, discovered her attitude. Something is wrong, I have already checked the two rings, and took a look at them.

"So nervous, what's the problem with these two small circles?" Sima Jiao asked unhurriedly.

In this fantasy world, there is no habit of couples wearing pairs of rings, and rings are not given this meaning here. Liao Tingyan hesitated, "It's nothing, it seems to be my old stuff."

Sima Jiao said, "It looks like it was given to me."

Liao Tingyan: "..." A bit inexplicably shy.

She watched Sima Jiao put the larger ring on her hand. The **** was the most suitable. He put it on the middle finger, and then naturally put the small ring on the little finger.

Liao Tingyan saw that he was wearing two rings with no expression on his face. Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he also felt that some deer fell off the cliff and died.

Just let him wear it alone. Why not order a few more so that he can wear ten fingers?

Sima Jiao laughed again, and stretched out her ringed hand to show her, "Did you see it?"

Liao Tingyan: "Well, I saw it." Seeing you, a stupid man wearing two rings, he put on my ring as well, and it didn't fit his hands.

Sima Jiao smiled and shook his head, took off the inappropriate ring on his little finger, took Liao Tingyan's hand, and put it on her.

He took her hand and looked for a while, he lowered his head and kissed her finger with the ring lightly. Looking up at her: "I know that you would like me before, and now you will too. You will rely on me, trust me, and want to stay with me all the time."

Liao Tingyan: "..." Then you are quite confident, I don't even know.

Sima Jiao rubbed her finger, "Because you are like this, so do I."