Yi Shaocheng felt ashamed, but he had to sigh: "Since that's the case, why not invite guests into the house? This is not the way I teach you how to treat guests on weekdays!"

"The elder sister said that once the medicine bottle is opened, the effect of the medicine will gradually disappear! Dad, I want to apply medicine to you first."

"All right."

After a while, Yi Shaocheng, who had applied this magical healing medicine, felt his whole cheeks cool.

Even the flesh and blood tissue cracked on the wound on the face seemed to be closely glued together due to the nourishment of the medicine, regaining a lot of vitality.

Yi Shaocheng was in a good mood, but he was unwilling to receive favors from others for nothing, so he would not neglect Qinghai Yi.

So he walked out in person and respectfully invited the left holy messenger who looked solemn but no longer had to keep people from looking at him thousands of miles away.

Although he had nothing to say, Yi Shaocheng did not stop, and set up an iron pot and cooked a pot of rice cake porridge that Dianren liked on the brazier.

Until the iron pot was full of boiling, the fragrance of glutinous rice cake porridge wafted, and the house was steaming, and Yi Shaocheng's face became a hint of joy.

He first served a bowl and delivered it to Qinghai Yi with both hands before saying slowly: "Thank you for the medicine of the Left Saint Envoy, I, Yi Shaocheng, have no choice but to repay you!"

Qinghai Yi stared at Yi Shaocheng. Of course, I could hear that there was a double meaning in Yi Shaocheng's words.

As long as you take this bowl of porridge, it means he doesn't owe him anything. Therefore, on the key issue of taking Duojiao away, it can be foreseen that Yi Shaocheng will never give in.

So this bowl of porridge was held in vain.

To be honest, she rarely contacted men at such close distance. After smelling a unique smell of sweat on the opposite sex, she subconsciously moved half a foot away, and then said coldly: "I can't repay you. The price of this bowl of porridge is too high!"

Yi Shaocheng just looked at her indifferently, and both of them looked with persistence and confrontation.

After persisting for a while, Qinghai Yi finally smiled bitterly on his face. He chose to take the bowl of porridge and shook his head and said, "You should know that this is all due to the princess, so I gave you good medicine. But then again, I believe that over the years, you have been close to her as a legitimate child, and the kindness of raising her is as heavy as Mount Tai. I can only thank you on behalf of her biological father. So--you don't have to worry about owing me anything."

Qinghai Yi had long seen that the father and daughter had a deep relationship.

"That's good, please use it slowly!"

Yi Shaocheng knew that Qinghai Yi had something to say, and while waiting silently, he lowered his head to give Duo Jiao a meal. However, he found that the little girl was tired because she had encountered too many things today, so she fell asleep on the small stool next to her.

Yi Shaocheng shook his head. At this moment, he heard the sound of snow stepping on outside the house.

Everyone was tilted and felt their hearts were blocked.

The sound of snow stomping stopped outside the curtain.

Everyone knows that this Hepan Town has experienced the robbery of the Qiang people, and now there are corpses everywhere, and there is no living person.

Yi Shaocheng's eyes sank, his slender fingers clenched slightly into fists. He stood up slowly and asked in a deep voice outside the roller shutter: "Who?"

After a brief silence, a clear female voice outside replied: "My lord, Princess Yanzhu, please invite His Highness, Princess Duojiao, the left saint envoy of the Holy Church, Lord Qinghai Yi, and the owner of the wooden house, to go to Luosen's ship together!"

"If a moment later, my Lord has not seen you all, the dragon shooter outside the house will burn this place, and I hope to quickly go to the Rosen ship."

After saying this, the speaker walked away from here slowly while the snow was covered.

Qinghai Yi and Yi Shaocheng looked at each other when they heard this. After all, the enemy outside was definitely not so easy to deal with, and they did not leave a second choice in their words.

The words of the departed man were enough to make Yi Shaocheng feel cold.

"Two thousand days and nights passed, and the demon finally came back. Girl... Even if this Yanzhu had the strength back then, it was much stronger than mine now. What should we do?"

Six years ago, he risked his life to save Xiao Duojiao from Yanzhu.

During this period, Yi Shaocheng did not dare to waste any time. He practiced the Thunder and Lightning Heart Method and the Dragon Spear Technique every day to prevent the passive situation like this today.

To be honest, Yi Shaocheng was forced to achieve today's cultivation level.

But finally, the demon came back!

He also said that he would go to the Luosen boat. Yi Shaocheng clearly remembered the big boat he saw back then. It looked like a tomb moving on a river, with only a dead end and no life.

At this moment, Yi Shaocheng's eyes changed rapidly, and he was thinking about how to get out of trouble.

This expression naturally cannot escape Qinghai Yi's magical eyes.

But Qinghai Yi was unheard of. She put a strand of hair behind her ears, then moved the wooden bowl in her hand to her beautiful lips, and carefully tasted the glutinous rice cake porridge made by Yi Shaocheng.

After half a breath, Yi Shaocheng decided to push the problem to others, so he asked softly: "Sir Zuo Sheng, what do you think we should do?"

Qinghai Yi's taste porridge with a little praise, responded: "The craftsmanship is good!"

"I mean, who is this Princess Yanzhu? Do you allow her to take Duojiao away?"

At this critical moment, this woman actually had such a good mood to drink porridge, and he wanted to strangle this woman to death.

Yi Shaocheng's patience had completely disappeared, and he asked with his blood-red eyes.

However, Qinghai Yi smiled immediately.

She stood up, her eyes suddenly became extremely fierce.

At this moment, Yi Shaocheng suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness - Qinghai Yi seemed to have brought him into another environment, and came to a vast white cloud, and could see a circle of reunion under him slowly turning.

"We are on the clouds, at the top of the storm? God... Are you also a powerful person in the realm master? This is your space!"

Yi Shaocheng was shocked.

In fact, he was not moved. This scene was like the battle with Jiang Yixia during the day. The powerful realm realm of the Realm Master could completely bring the other party into his own domain.

After Yi Shaocheng had entered the ice and snow field of Qinghai Yi, he had a feeling between reality and falsehood. But when his palm touched a frozen cloud and felt the extreme cold, he realized that this field was more realistic and unbreakable than Jiang Yixia's.

It is almost certain that Qinghai Yi has reached the middle stage of the Realm Main Realm, and its strength is far greater than Jiang Yixia.

The mysterious and powerful aura danced around, and the howling wind was extremely cold. It was indeed a high and cold sky. In the ethereal flow of air, only a vast white area remained.

Yi Shaocheng's understanding of height has never changed, so when he falls into the end of his vision, the slightly arc-shaped trajectory of the heaven and earth. But the trajectory cannot be touched, and he can only feel the border between the vast sky and the endless thick soil.

At this time, a beautiful woman seemed to have crossed endless time and space, and suddenly came to her side from the cold clouds at the end of the world.
Chapter completed!