The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 306 I Know Alchemy
In the early morning of the next day, after Jun Yunsi prepared a medicinal meal for Shen Tangluo, he disappeared.

At this time, Shen Tang was in Jun Yunsi's study.

The shadow guard came over to report: "Young Master Shen, the palace has summoned you, and His Highness will not be back until later."

"His Royal Highness asked his subordinates to convey that your injuries are not fully recovered. If you want to go out, you still have to wait for His Highness to come back to accompany you."

"Ah."

Shen Tang didn't raise his head, and responded lightly.

The whole person was immersed in the book case, burying his head and drawing a pen to outline something on the paper, sometimes frowning slightly, and sometimes suddenly enlightened.

Her hands were also covered with a layer of clear moonlight tulle, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Even though she was seriously injured, it didn't seem to prevent her from doing things.

The shadow guard glanced at him strangely, scratched his head in puzzlement, bowed and retreated.

At this time, Wuying's melancholy voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Master, have you forgotten something?"

Shen Tangluo was concentrating on painting, when his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the little milk, and he couldn't continue painting.

She stopped writing, and said in a displeased and cold voice, "Get lost."

Wuying curled her lips, "Master, Xiao Hualing is still in the ghost dream, you have forgotten her."

As soon as this remark came out, Shen Tangluo froze suddenly, and Qing Jue's face was tinged with embarrassment.

With a flick of her hand, she put the scroll into her sleeve, and the figure disappeared out of thin air in a flash.

When it reappeared, people had already entered the ghost dream where ghosts gathered.

Surrounded by endless misty black air, as Shen Tangluo stepped in, the scene inside gradually became clear.

In the ghost dream, there is a newly opened castle in the air in the shape of bamboo slips, which was formed by Shen Tangluo's cultivation base reaching a certain level and his thoughts.

This building rises from the sky, it is seven stories high, and Hua Ling hides in it.

She didn't have any sinister hostility on her body, and with the high-grade elixir in hand, Shen Tangluo found her position accurately.

Hua Ling was sitting on the steps with her knees curled up, flipping through a book of alchemy in her hand, her petite figure looked extraordinarily quiet and well-behaved.

Shen Tangluo landed silently on the side of the high handrail, sat sideways, with her slender legs resting casually on the steps.

Wuying jumped up cheerfully, "Master!"

Hua Ling, who was immersed in the book, was startled with fright, stood up abruptly, and looked in the direction of the voice in a panic.

Only then did he realize that there were a few wisps of faint medicinal fragrance in the air.

On the long steps, the girl grabbed Wuying's limp body with two fingers, and carried it by her side, "Be honest."

Hua Ling's eyes froze, and a complex expression appeared on her face.

The girl was thinner than last time I saw her.

She has a slender waist and is wearing a tunic black gown with a dark red tulle base at the neckline, and lifelike crabapple flowers are outlined on the cuffs and skirt with silvery silk threads.

To her great surprise, half of Shen Tangluo's face was covered with a layer of light veil, and uneven burn marks could be faintly seen on the brow bone of his left eye.

That was no ordinary flame burn.

Hua Ling bit her lip in bewilderment, her hand holding the book was folded on her chest, with a look of confusion on her face.

"I just……"

She didn't seem to know how to explain that she was here, and she even touched other people's things, with a very reserved demeanor.

Shen Tangluo looked forward with beautiful eyes, got up and glanced at the bookshelf, "It's okay, these are meant for people to read, and they are only valuable if someone is willing to read them."

"I'm not messing around, and I'm sorting them out."

Hua Ling hastily added something, for fear of making Shen Tangluo unhappy.

Shen Tangluo had already found out, she hadn't set foot here for a long time, so naturally she didn't have time to touch these books.

She hooked the corners of her lips in great satisfaction, feeling a good impression of this serious and meticulous little girl.

However, when she thought of her tragic death at the hands of Nangong Fei at a young age, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Just as she was thinking, Hua Ling suddenly said, "I know the art of alchemy, maybe I can find something to heal your burns..."

Shen Tangluo knew her kindness, but she directly refused, "No need, I came to see you this time, just to send you back."

(End of this chapter)