The dense mist rose, gradually blurring the scene before my eyes.
Tang Yu stood by the hot spring pool, his body a little stiff, and he seemed to have been struggling in his throat for a long time before he uttered a word:
"I, I really want to go down?"
"Of course." An Qingyu answered without hesitation. Seeing that Tang Yu did not move for a long time, she took the initiative to step forward and untie Tang Yu's robe.
"Go down."
An Qingyu used an affirmative sentence, which means she would not listen to his rejection at all.
When his skin touched the warm air, every pore on Tang Yu's body felt extremely comfortable, but he still hesitated, almost writing "I don't want to go in the water" on his face. Finally, under An Qingyu's unquestionable gaze, he slowly walked into the water and let it cover his body.
An Qingyu was satisfied now. She stretched out her white and slender fingers and stirred the water in the pool casually, as if she just wanted to feel the temperature.
Please don't get me wrong, this is not something unspeakable.
Seeing the system's look of anticipation, Tang Yu explained righteously.
He was just washing his marrow.
In fact, it is not a complete marrow cleansing. After all, it is different from the body tempering at that time. This one is more inclined to strengthen the physique.
To put it in more common terms, it means piling up various spiritual medicines to forcibly temper a stronger physique.
After all, An Qingyu couldn't remove the restrictions on Tang Yu for the time being, so he could only try to make Tang Yu's mortal body without spiritual power stronger through this method.
Could it be that An Qingyu knew that I had been eating too much recently?
"Host dear, we don't know either."
"I didn't think you would know." Tang Yu had just entered the pool and was in the mood to raise his eyebrows, but he soon felt the changes in his body.
The body seemed to be divided into two halves, and then merged into one in constant twisting.
In the black pool, Tang Yu's face was filled with pain, with only the occasional sound coming from between his teeth. Even without the disguise, his face was still incredibly handsome, but An Qingyu was more concerned about Tang Yu's feelings.
He looked at Tang Yu, whose body was mostly covered in the pool, and silently clenched his palms.
He and Tang Yu probably took this kind of medicinal bath many times when they were young.
But there had never been a time that made him feel more distressed than now. He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it and would have to forcibly carry Tang Yu out of the pool, so he had to clench his palms tightly.
Let that trace of rationality and clarity persuade yourself.
How could a proud person like Tang Yu endure a life without spiritual power? So even for Tang Yu, he could not interrupt this body tempering because of a momentary heartache.
cannot.
But when he saw Tang Yu's eyebrows slightly twisted in pain, he still couldn't stand still, so he took a step forward and whispered to comfort her:
"Tang Yu, just hold on a little longer..."
"This is good for your body. I know you can't stand your current mediocrity, so I can only help you temper your body first."
"Tang Yu, please bear with it for a while."
An Qingyu's words were incoherent and she said everything, just hoping that one of her words could comfort Tang Yu.
The drowsy Tang Yu became a little more sober when he heard those vague words in his ears.
Although I was somewhat moved, I was more shocked.
He really wanted to tell An Qingyu: No need, it’s fine now.
real.
Tang Yu thought so in his heart, and hurriedly added a sentence at the end, fearing that his attitude was not firm enough.
But he didn't actually say a word.
After an unknown amount of time, An Qingyu's eyes suddenly froze, and then his robe fluttered, and he immediately fell into the pool.
Because Tang Yu's body was constantly sinking and he seemed to have lost consciousness.
When Tang Yu finally realized that someone was holding him, he forced himself to ask, "How many more times..."
An Qingyu said distressedly: "Six times."
Seven medicinal baths to temper his body can force Tang Yu to leave his mortal state.
Tang Yu: *&%￥#!
Just when he thought Tang Yu was going to say something, he found that Tang Yu had fainted.
An Qingyu had no choice but to carry the person ashore gently, leaving a puddle of water with every step. An Qingyu, who always loved cleanliness, even forgot to use magic to dry her and Tang Yu's clothes.
It wasn't until he put Tang Yu on the bed that he reacted.
But even so, it could be easily solved with magic. An Qingyu found a piece of brocade to wipe the water stains off Tang Yu's body.
There will come a day when An Qingyu's indifference will be broken.
When she occasionally glanced at a certain place inadvertently, An Qingyu's fair face was instantly stained with a light pink.
But in the end he still wiped off the water stains on Tang Yu's body thoroughly.
A thousand cranes transformed from spiritual power flew slowly over, and it was unknown how long it flew before it landed on An Qingyu's fingertips.
The light pink on his face disappeared in an instant. He pointed his finger at Qianhe, and the light and small Qianhe instantly turned into thousands of spirit particles and then gathered into a few short sentences.
An Qingyu scanned those words one by one, and Han Bing's eyes were immediately filled with sparks of anger.
How dare he!
Qianhe was sent by the disciples guarding the sect, so this news cannot be false.
But the other party came here with an immortal of the eighth level, so maybe Master would listen to him.
If people were sent to surround his cave at that time, would he be able to protect Tang Yu by himself?
Who will help him then?
An Qingyu lowered his head and thought. Suddenly, he thought of something. Immediately, a blue light appeared on his finger. After writing those words, An Qingyu immediately let the thousand cranes fly away.
Although I don’t know whether Master Tang Yu will be able to make it in time, it would be good to have more people to protect Tang Yu.
Now, everyone in the sect has been prejudiced against Tang Yu for a long time. If the master is persuaded by the other party and forced to hand over Tang Yu, I am afraid no one will help him.
An Qingyu turned to look at Tang Yu, who was already exhausted after a medicinal bath, and made up her mind that she would never let them take Tang Yu away!
An Qingyu lifted Tang Yu's back with her hands, letting Tang Yu half sit up, and then she pressed her eyebrows against his, leaving the aura of the Phoenix Mark on Tang Yu's forehead.
Then he looked at Tang Yu deeply, picked up the magic sword and went out.
Want to force him to hand over Tang Yu?
They don’t even think about it?
An Qingyu didn't expect that Lin Qian was so sinister that he actually wanted to blame Tang Yu for the injury of his fellow disciple who was injured in the Phoenix Ancestor's inheritance site last time.
He’ll never get his chance!
So what if he brings an eighth-level immortal with him?
If you want Tang Yu, then go past him first.
An Qingyu's figure passed through the woods and headed straight for the sect's main hall.
An Qingyu was graceful and elegant, with her white robe fluttering in the wind. Her appearance was even more beautiful because of the phoenix mark on her forehead, and there was murderous intent in her eyes.
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