The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 2816

Tsing Yi Po waved the flying boat to open the two doors, then got up again and said: "It's getting late, if Master Zhou wants to rest, you can go inside."

"Hey, Boss, she doesn't know how to grill fish, why should she grill fish?"

Dragon Soul retracted the vines that had been put into the water before into Zhou You's sleeves again, as if he didn't understand Tsing Yi Po who turned and left.

Zhou You ate the grilled fish without any appetite, and his eyes were also looking at him in Tsing Yi, and he couldn't help but slightly frowned:
- Something is wrong!

Zhou You didn't think too much because of Jiu Ming's incident before, but now... Zhou You, whose thoughts were drawn away from Jiu Ming, slowly discovered the abnormality of Tsing Yi Po.

Perhaps the anomaly of Tsing Yi Po had already begun when Zhou You pretended to be in a coma before!

"Who does she take me for?"

Zhou You seemed to be talking to the dragon soul, but also seemed to be talking to himself naturally.

Dragon Soul, who was not on the same channel as his boss at all, couldn't help but slander in his heart, secretly said: Oh, if the one who is here now is the real suzerain, I'm afraid...

On the first night of arriving in Jiuming, one person, one soul, and one vine began to trim in their own thoughts. Originally thinking about things, Zhou You thought he would suffer from insomnia, but he slept until dawn with his eyes closed.

When Zhou You came out of the room with only one bed at the small gate of the flying boat, what he saw was Tsing Yi Po who was still grilling fish.

"Morning, Po."

Perhaps it was because the strangeness towards Jiu Ming had dissipated on the first day, Zhou You stretched himself, thinking that the weather today seems to be pretty good.

After a night of adjustments, Tsing Yi Po's attitude towards Zhou You readjusted back to the indifference of the first meeting in the small courtyard, and he only said concisely:

"We'll be on our way after eating!"

As he spoke, Tsing Yi Po handed the grilled fish in his hand to Zhou You again.

What's the point of going on the road after eating...

Zhou You, who complained in his heart, still nodded, and after taking the grilled fish, he said with emotion:

"By the way, it's fine that the temperature difference between day and night in this desert is big, but how come it's Jiuming..."

Zhou You was holding the grilled fish, and just halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped talking.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and couldn't help but frowned: "No, we don't seem to be on the shore now? Have you ever flown a flying boat?"

Tsing Yi Po froze for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"No, I just caught a fish..."

But the effort of grilling a fish is no longer the shore of the vast lake that I saw before going to bed.

He looked around, and it seemed that there was a layer of frost all around, and only the flying boat was floating in it.

After confirming that he couldn't see the lake water no matter what he looked at, Zhou You shrugged and said:

"It seems that we have to adapt to the situation again!"

Tsing Yi Po took a look at Zhou You.

It just so happened that he also retracted his gaze into the distance, and turned to look at Zhou You in Tsing Yi Po, thinking that this old soul who beheaded three corpses and abandoned it was really interesting.

Because the opponent seems to be a piece of copper skin and iron bones, but in terms of having no desires and no desires, he really can be regarded as two extremes with the Penglai suzerain.

"Is the grilled fish good?"

Perhaps it was the eye contact with Zhou You that made Tsing Yi Po unable to maintain his indifferent question any longer.

I had already eaten two grilled fish last night, and now I travel around to eat it, which means it can still make do.

However, when the words were about to be exported, Zhou You had a strong desire to survive, so he abruptly changed it to:
"It's very good. I didn't expect you to be very good at grilling fish, Po!"

At this moment, Zhou You suddenly thought of himself in the abyss, forcing his old soul to eat the holy ice sturgeon...

Zhou You felt that the comparison was a bit weird, so he quickly shook his head, taking advantage of Tsing Yi Po's inattention, he dealt with the grilled fish in his hand, and then got back to business:

"Is there any movement on the gossip disk?"

Tsing Yi Po, who lowered his head and lowered his eyes, was also looking at the gossip plate at this time, but unfortunately, there was no movement in the Tai Chi patterns. If Zhou You hadn't seen them turn into fishes before, he would have thought that the thing was broken?

Looking at the gossip plate handed over by Tsing Yi Po, Zhou You suddenly tilted his head:

"and many more!"

Zhou You stretched out his hand to hold Tsing Yi Po's hand, and after turning the gossip disk she was holding around, he asked in surprise, "Do you think this is a map?"

map?

Dragon Soul stretched out a section of vine, and Tsing Yi Po followed Zhou You's gaze to look over at the same time!

In the small courtyard at this time:
Mrs. Withered Wood looked at the old soul with some helplessness: "Although you gave the sea of ​​desire as a gift back then, the desire flower inside was used by the demons from outside the territory. Now she is becoming more paranoid, we can't persuade..."

Mentioning the former Po, Guhun shook his head: "Even if there is no such thing as an extraterrestrial demon, she will never change what she decides."

"So that's why you gave up?" Qing'er said coldly, "No matter what grievances you have between you, Zhou You shouldn't be involved!"

Regarding Qing'er's sarcastic remarks, Guhun's voice still has a slow charm, saying: "The extraterrestrial demons like to release some words that can win the world. In the past, there was the Burning Sword, and later, the demon seed, that is, the flower of desire."

Having said that, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing:

"Look at me now, is there any connection with the world?"

Mrs. Deadwood was also a little helpless: "You don't want those."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Withered Wood, who was wearing a bamboo hat, had a little more admiration in her tone: "Actually, you have arranged so much for Zhou You in advance, maybe you can try to let him challenge it by himself."

"The best way to make a person grow is to let him wrestle," Guhun said seriously, "but now it's not just us, the whole cultivation world can't afford to lose."

Qing'er was even more frustrated with Zhou You: "So you just plot against him three times and four times?"

Facing her accusation, Guhun couldn't help showing a smile, she turned half sideways, leaned on the handrail of the Qingshi platform, and watched Qing'er's eyes flash with a little brilliance, which was more rustling than a meteor:

"You don't have to worry about Zhou You at all, he is stronger than you imagined."

"Is that why you plot against him?"

The more she talked, the colder Qinger's tone became: "Tell me, what will happen if Zhou You knows that these are all your schemes?"

Sitting on the reclining chair on the bluestone terrace, Mo Mo's extremely complicated expression flashed between her brows, only to be overwhelmed by the smile on the corner of her mouth in an instant:
"I never stopped him from finding out."

Guhun's sharpness disappeared in an instant, and when she raised her eyes again, she still had the same sloppy expression.

Mrs. Withered Wood held Qing'er's shoulder, and when she looked at the old soul, she said in a worried tone: "Zhou You has a special power, at least the time illusion is in the front, if that soul really uses the power of the reincarnation stone to replace you... ..."

And Zhou You, who was mentioned, was looking at the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams plate in his hand at this time.

"Hey, this really looks like a map!"

The lines on the back of the gossip plate, after Zhou You turned it upside down at [-] degrees, looked like a painting indeed!

(End of this chapter)