He told Chen Qing, if Tiantian hadn't said she wanted to marry you, how could I allow you to live until now!

He also said, you shouldn't let her down.

This man was protecting her in his way.

Since that's the case, how could she watch Jiang Zebei, who is still a young man, dies more than ten years later.

Since it was her unwillingness in her previous life, this time I let her work hard for the youth's growth.

There is still one more time before the genius dawns.

Chen Mengtian pulled her clothes and lit the oil lamp in the room.

She held the oil lamp and walked slowly to the desk and spread the clean rice paper on the table.

Extend your fair fingers and grind them while recalling the scene in your dreams.

It feels almost done, so I will record all the events I can remember on white paper.

If it were before, she planned to just live a few years, learn the Qinglian Medical Book thoroughly, and pass on the Qinglian Medical Arts.

Now, I'm afraid everything is disrupted.

No wonder she was worried yesterday, and it turned out that everything had signs.

Chen Mengtian wrote several words in a whisper.

All the difficulties encountered by Jiang Zebei were recorded on paper.

Looking at the various events recorded on rice paper, she decided to start to accumulate money in the next step.

After finishing all the things remembered, Chen Mengtian sent all the papers written on them to the space.

This is something that no one can see except her.

Suddenly, the courage on my shoulders became a little bit worse.

However, this weight really doesn't seem to be anything to her.

If you know the uncertainty, many problems can be solved easily.

At present, the most important thing is money.

As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't buy.

For example, when Jiang Zebei was in a desperate situation, he faced the Xuanjia Guard soldiers who starved to death. For example, because there were no weapons to help, many Xuanjia Guards were tortured by the enemy.

Nearly one million Xuanjia Guards, the food and weapons of these people are not supported by one hundred taels, one thousand taels, ten thousand taels, or even one hundred thousand taels.

After seven or eight years of hard work, it requires a lot of money and countless money to consume.

He also needs medicinal materials. In his dream, Chen Mengtian saw the soldiers of the Xuan Armor Guard, all of whom were injured. They were not fatal injuries, but they did not have the best military doctor to treat them, which led to death.

Chen Mengtian felt a little embarrassed when the scene of these soldiers dying in his mind.

Her unbearableness was half because these soldiers were the ones who guarded and supported Jiang Zebei's unyielding existence.

So it's time for her good apprentice to formally teach him something.

However, some require the same thing to exchange.

I hope Mo Zixuan won’t let her down.

After sending the recorded things into the space, Chen Mengtian stretched.

Things need to be done step by step, and you can't be too anxious.

Jiang Ze went to the battlefield in his previous life at the age of fifteen, which is two years later.

It's still early now, two years are enough for her to prepare well.

Her mission is to cut off any worries for Jiang Zebei's road ahead.

It was already dawning, and she walked to the dressing table and looked at the girl in the bronze mirror.

His eyes were slightly red and swollen, and his face was a little haggard, and he looked like he had cried at first glance.

It seems that she doesn't want to go out now. She really goes out, and she doesn't know what others think about it.

After Chen Mengtian washed up, she simply cooked something to fill her stomach.

When she was recording all kinds of dreams before, she thought of the huge open space.
Chapter completed!