Nan Lingyu's hands had a lot of scars, as well as blisters from chopping wood, Huang Xuan took out her hand out of the brocade quilt, and took silver needles and ointment from the ring, slowly broke the blisters with silver needles, and then carefully applied medicine.

The blisters were punctured, there was a slight pain, Nan Lingyu frowned in her sleep, struggling to retract her wrist, Huang Xuan was afraid of waking her up, so she didn't dare to push too hard, so she could only follow her movements little by little, and it took a lot of effort to apply the wound medicine, and when she calmed down, she seemed to be sweating profusely.

He exhaled, put away the silver needles and the wound medicine, carefully covered the quilt for the other party, and waited for the others to fall asleep again before getting up and leaving.

"Hmm...... Little Wimpy Kid"

The person on the couch unconsciously called his name in his sleep, Huang Xuan paused, looked back at the sleeping person, curled his lips, turned back to the couch, leaned over and gave a shallow kiss on Nan Lingyu's eyebrows.

"Ling Yu, have a good dream"

Nan Lingyu woke up to a knock on the door, she stretched her waist, came to the door lazily, yawned and opened the door, "What are you doing early in the morning?" ”

The person outside the door was Qing'er, she looked at Nan Lingyu as if she hadn't woken up, blinked her eyes very innocently, and said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, it's not about Qing'er, it was the high priest who asked me to come, and Qing'er didn't dare not disobey."

"Huh? Yes...... Forget it," Nan Lingyu waved his hand impatiently, "Say, what did he tell me to do?" Morning tea again? ”

"No" Qing'er shook her head, "The high priest said that Chenshi's aura is fresh and rich, and it is the most suitable time to cultivate, let Senior Sister go to the Medicine Garden to cultivate."

"Medicine Garden?" Nan Lingyu frowned, "Why did you go to the Medicine Garden?" Isn't there a lot of spirit flowers and spirit plants in the Imperial Spirit Pavilion? It's not bad compared to the medicine garden."

Qing'er spread her hands, saying that she didn't know.

Nan Lingyu scratched her hair irritably, "Okay, I'll go back when I wake up."

"The high priest said that you must be taken to the medicine garden within a quarter of an hour, otherwise you will be punished Qing'er, senior sister, you have pity on poor Qing'er......"

Qing'er shook her hand, her eyes dripping.

Nan Lingyu raised his hand to cover his eyes, sighed silently, and reluctantly compromised: "Okay, I'll just go with you, don't shake it anymore, your arms are about to be shaken apart by you."

Qing'er's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "Thank you, senior sister"

A quarter of an hour later, an impatient figure appeared in the medicine garden.

"What are you going to do?"

Huang Xuan turned his back to Nan Ling Yu, stared at the golden-red medicinal fields in the garden, and said lightly: "Golden Fire Wood Xiyang, and it is one of the main medicines for refining the Primordial Saint Pill, if you plant it in the shade place, its medicinal properties will be greatly lost, how can the pill refined in this way be successful?" ”

Nan Lingyu's complexion changed, and his eyes were slightly annoyed, but he was unwilling to be preached by Huang Xuan, so he pretended to be tough and said: "The medicine fields in the alliance are useful, and I can't either."

Huang Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, and with a slight wave of his hand, the wall on the east side collapsed with a bang, and the golden sunlight poured into the medicine garden in an instant.

"That's it, that's it"

Nan Lingyu was dumbfounded, this little kid is too willful, right?

"Golden fire wood likes moisture, not tolerant to drought, today's weather is hot, there is little rain, you get some water to water the garden" Huang Xuan withdrew his hand and left the task lightly.

"There are disciples in the alliance who water the garden, why do I need to do it," Nan Lingyu muttered in a low voice

Huang Xuan turned his eyes, staring at Nan Lingyu, his face turned a little colder, "What did you forget to promise me?" How can we break through? ”