Qixian told the matter of bergamot flowers to the Thousand Nights and Clear Sky of Beimo.

The two of them widened their eyes, looking like they had been struck by lightning.

"The fruit of bergamot...... Bad...... It's broken...... "The clear sky is almost crying, who will sue him, what's going on?"

It's his fault......

"Then what should I do? Can Sheng Xue's eyes be cured?" Beimo Qianye's mood was almost the same as Qingtian's.

"We have to find a way to restore the fruit of bergamot. ”

"Can it be restored?" Clear Sky is going crazy.

It's all his fault, if Lan Shengxue can't cure his eyes because of this incident, it will be a mess he caused, and he will hurt Lan Shengxue for the rest of his life.

Even if he died, he would not be able to make up for such a mistake.

"I don't know ...... either"

Beimo Thousand Nights: "......"

Clear Sky: "......"

Time passed slowly, two hours later, and the courtyard has been immersed in a depressing atmosphere.

Qixian tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't think of a way to restore the fruit of bergamot.

Alas, when people get old, some things are not remembered very much.

She remembered that in the past, she had seen information about some less common spiritual objects in ancient books, including the restoration of the fruit of bergamot.

But so much time has passed, and a lot of things have happened over the years, and her brain is not very good.

So much so that I can't remember what I think about now.

"It would be nice if there were turtle bones......" she sighed wistfully.

What she doesn't know, she can use the method of divination to calculate, although it will pay some price, but it is very cost-effective after all, but now it is useless to say anything.

"Senior, it doesn't work to say this at this time, the turtle bone is not there after all. "Beimo Qianye doesn't know what to do.

Qingtian was silent, like a schoolboy who had made a mistake, standing quietly.

If he could, he would really want to hit the wall.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Qixian's mind, "I seem to remember." ”

"Senior, it seems to ...... What do you mean?" asked Chiyo Beimo.

Qixian glanced at him, "Give me a little more time, and I'll be able to figure it out in a moment." ”

"There is less than an hour before the best time to take bergamot fruit...... Beimo Qianye kindly reminded.

On the side of the cave, the two sides fought for several hours, and they were both tired, and neither could attack the other.

Simply ceased to rest and returned to their positions.

Wuyin never doubted why Qixian hadn't come back for so long, she knew how difficult Di Yunyan and Lan Shengxue were to deal with.

If you don't come back, it means that there is still hope......

She didn't want to see Qixian return in a fiasco.

The little teacup sits on their side of the sunset, and the silence sits on their side.

Don't look at the little teacup now calmly, it is very anxious in its heart, it wants to see the baby, to see if the little guy is born.

But Wuyin, the dead old witch, kept dragging it, so that it couldn't leave.

Annex.

"I remembered!" Qixian exhaled deeply, finally living up to expectations.

"Speak quickly!"

Qixian didn't have time to look at the two of them, so he entered the room.

I was so anxious that Beimo Qianye and Clear Sky were at a loss.

"Have you thought of a way?" Di Yunyan glanced at Qixian eagerly, and then looked at Lan Shengxue, who was already in pain at this time and had no strength and fell asleep.

And the pain has gradually subsided, and it seems that today is just a pain reaction before she went into labor.