Sweetheart,Come Back!

An Yin looked at the bright sky, took a deep breath, went to the dining hall to have a big meal, took a few steamed stuffed buns, just the time to open the door.

Anyin rushed to the past, followed the people out of the cave.

The guards, like the previous morning, suppressed the monsters in the woods so that people could leave the dead door safely.

But as soon as I got out of the door, I immediately felt a totally different solemnity from yesterday.

In addition to suppressing the demons, the other guards stood in two rows.

Qin Jian stood at the front, looking at the ground in front of him indifferently. He didn't even glance at the corner of his eyes when he came out of the door.

Until anyin walks out of the door, he looks up like an induction and looks at an Yin.

"I don't wait for Qin to understand

Qin Jian looked at an Yin for a while, suddenly thick eyebrows slightly Yang, a smile, "follow me."

An Yin see Qin Jian turn away, immediately follow up.

Someone quietly went to the adjutant, "just now, did you smile?"

The adjutant nodded with fear, "smile! He can laugh

Ten thousand years of ice smile, it is like the melting of ice and snow, the recovery of all things, the growth of fresh and tender spring buds.

Qiao Mei looks at the back of Qin Jian and an Yin who are far away, and clenches her hands into a fist.

She knew for the first time that he laughed so well, but he did it for the little girl.

Away from the crowd, Qin Jian just lazy mouth, "say it, understand what."

"I'm going to make it. I'm going to kill the boar yesterday." There are several kinds of medicinal materials in that mountain depression, which just happen to be the herbs needed in a poison prescription.

Qin Jian did not look back, but the smile in his eyes was deep, and he really understood it.

Throw a backpack in your hand to an Yin.

Anyin opens the backpack, which contains a set of refining tools, which can refine various herbs.

When he got to the place, Qin Jian still jumped on the branch and sat down against the pole.

However, he did not sleep as he did yesterday. Instead, he took out a few pieces of wood and cut them with a knife. He did not know what he was doing.

An Yin relies on memory to pick herbs and refine them.

Each of them did his or her own business, and neither of them spoke. Unconsciously, it was noon.

Anyin takes out the steamed stuffed buns and throws two to Qin Jian. She bit one in her mouth, but the work on her hands is not stopped.

Qin Jian looks at an Yin under the tree to concentrate on pounding medicine. Her expression is focused, and her small face is white and tender like a white magnolia flower.

After watching for a long time, my eyes moved down and fell on her shoulder.

I don't know how her recovery is.

It was only when the sun was in the West that anyin raised her head, opened her eyebrows, and began to laugh. The gorgeous sunset immediately lost its color behind her.

"The overpowering drugs made from these herbs are more than 100 times stronger than those made by me in the herbal hall."

Qin Jian despises her hindsight and hindsight. The herbs here are not picked. They have been around for hundreds of thousands of years. They have been moistened by 404 spirit power for many years. Naturally, their medicinal properties are thousands of times better than those of ordinary drugs outside.

"Let's try a monster." An Yin looks at Qin Jian, her eyes are shining. She plays the drum for a day, waiting to test the medicine.

He looked at her with no change in his look, but in his heart, he was confused by the intimate "we".

He put away his things, jumped down from the tree and went to the woods outside the mountain pass.

An Yin immersed in joy, did not notice Qin Jian's strange, happy to follow behind him.