Fairy wife is so hard to woo

Ling Yurou's attack was not a bluff, the technique she used was so powerful that it caught Su Xiaofan off guard.

"Rouer, are you serious!" Seeing this, Su Xiaofan stopped holding back and used Lingyurou's long sword to aim at her martial arts. Under the impact of the powerful spiritual power from both sides, the green lawn was blown up. Make a big hole.

"Come again!" Ling Yurou said in a cold voice. She kept waving the long sword in her hand, releasing streams of purple sword energy, making a sound of breaking wind.

Seeing this, Su Xiaofan gathered his spiritual power in his legs, jumped up from the ground, and avoided Ling Yurou's attack.

Su Xiaofan jumped in the air, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and stabbed Ling Yurou.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Ling Yurou blocked Su Xiaofan's fierce attack with her long sword, her eyes were cold and she revealed a sneer.

"The force is good, but... it's not enough!" Ling Yurou pushed Su Xiaofan back several meters with a powerful wave.

Su Xiaofan put his hands on the ground and was about to get up when the cold sword edge was pressed against his throat. If Ling Yurou was willing, he would die in the next second.

This was the first time that Su Xiaofan was defeated cleanly, and Ling Yurou didn't use any strong martial arts throughout the whole process. Su Xiaofan estimated that she had not yet used half of her strength.

Ling Yurou took back her sword and put it back into its scabbard.

"Rou'er, are you in a bad mood lately?" Su Xiaofan sat up from the ground, looking at Ling Yurou's somewhat declining back, and couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah~ a bit~" Ling Yurou didn't shy away, she said straightforwardly.

"Why are you in a bad mood?"

"My mother's health has been getting worse and worse recently. She cannot even represent the Qingyue Sect in the Five Sects Conference this time." Ling Yurou said in a low voice.

"Ling Qingyue?" Su Xiaofan was shocked when he heard this.

Su Xiaofan met Ling Qingyue last time in the Qingyue Secret Realm, and her physical condition didn't look abnormal at all at that time.

"It's okay, Rou'er, don't be too sad." Su Xiaofan comforted softly.

"Can I ask, why is your mother's health getting worse and worse? As far as I know, the sect master should be a monk who has reached the Nascent Soul stage. Why is her health getting worse and worse because her cultivation is so advanced? "Su Xiaofan asked doubtfully.

After a while, Ling Yurou said solemnly.

"Because of my mother's practice of Qingxin Jue, she forcibly broke through the Yuanying at that time, which caused the Yuanying to be incompletely condensed. She would fall into a deep sleep every once in a while. Only by staying in the Qingyue Secret Realm could she barely stay awake." Ling Yurou said in a soft voice. Said ethereally.

"Sleeping?" Su Xiaofan heard this and remembered that Ling Yurou wanted the Phantom Grass so much before, it must be for her mother Ling Qingyue to use.

"Does the Phantom Spirit Grass have any effect on the sect master?"

"It's not of much use. The Phantom Grass is just a foreign object and cannot make up for the shortcomings in my mother's skills."

After Su Xiaofan heard about the condition of the sect leader Ling Qingyue, he remembered an article he had read in the Shennong Pharmacopoeia, which was very similar to the symptoms of the sect leader Ling Qingyue of the Qingyue Sect.

"Rou'er, don't be so depressed, I have a way to restore your mother!" Su Xiaofan said decisively.

"What can you do?" Ling Yurou looked at Su Xiaofan in confusion. It wasn't that she looked down on Su Xiaofan. Over the years, she had visited almost all the famous doctors in Qingzhou, but none of them could do anything about her mother's shortcomings.

"Yes, after the Five Sects Conference is over and all the medicinal materials are collected, I will go to Qingyue Secret Realm to help your mother!" Su Xiaofan replied confidently.

"Okay! If you can really cure my mother, I can promise you anything!" Ling Yurou said excitedly.

"anything?"

"Yes! Anything!"

"Then...how about being my Taoist companion?" Su Xiaofan asked with a chuckle.

"As long as you are willing to mention it, I don't care!" Ling Yurou said firmly.

"Don't worry! I won't make such a request. If you're not sincere, Rou'er, there's no point in being together!"

Su Xiaofan sat with Ling Yurou for a while, and the two looked at the foggy night, relatively speechless.

"It's getting late, let's go, it's time to go back." Ling Yurou suddenly stood up, patted her skirt, and said softly.

"Yeah!" Su Xiaofan nodded.

Ling Yurou walked forward, Su Xiaofan followed behind her. The cold wind at night blew, bringing with it the faint body fragrance of Ling Yurou.

When Su Xiaofan returned to Qingyue Mountain, the first thing he did when he walked into his room was take out Shennong's Pharmacopoeia and sit by the bed and read through it quickly.

Xiaocai walked into Su Xiaofan's room with a pot of tea. She put the tea on the wooden table and said softly: "Sir, it's getting late. You should go to bed early."

"Go and rest first, Xiaocai." Su Xiaofan stared at Shennong's Pharmacopoeia intently, searching his memory, flipping through it quickly, and almost halfway through, he finally found the one he wanted.

The magical elixir of the phantom spirit, a fifth-level elixir, is derived from the demon elixir of the fifth-level grass-type monster, added with phantom spirit grass, phantom spirit root, Qingyun wood, and Nascent Soul grass, and is refined for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, that is, Can become a pill.

The phantom medicine has the effect of replenishing all spiritual roots and meridians without any side effects.

"That's it!" Su Xiaofan looked at this article. The effect of the phantom medicine can completely make up for the shortcomings caused by Ling Qingyue's repair skills to the body.

However, apart from the phantom spirit grass and the fifth-level demon elixir, I don’t know any of the medicinal materials needed to refine the elixir. Moreover, the fifth-level demon elixir is equivalent to the strength of a human Nascent Soul monk, not to mention Kyushu. Are there any fifth-level monsters on the mainland? Even if they can be encountered, it will undoubtedly be difficult to kill them.

"Let's search slowly later. At least the sect leader's life is not in danger recently!" Su Xiaofan thought silently in his heart.

"Young Master, you're a little tired~Here~" Xiao Cai never left Su Xiaofan's room. When she saw Su Xiaofan put down his books, Xiao Cai very considerately picked up a cup of warm tea and handed it to Su Xiaofan.

"Yeah!" Su Xiaofan took the teacup from Xiaocai's hand, put it to his mouth and sipped slowly.

"Master~" Xiao Cai sat next to Su Xiaofan and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes and said softly.

"Well, what's wrong?" Su Xiaofan put down the teacup and turned to look at Xiaocai.

"Young master, the weather has gotten colder recently. Sister Qingyao has been telling me to ask the slave family to help you warm your bed so that you can sleep more comfortably~" Xiao Cai said in a shy tone.

"Huh? Warm the bed?" Su Xiaofan was still sipping tea and almost spit out the tea when he heard the words.

"Hmm~"

"Did my senior sister say that?"

"Yes~"

When Su Xiaofan heard this, he showed a helpless expression.

Just as he was about to say something, Xiaocai was already lying on his bed wearing obscene clothes, blinking at Su Xiaofan with a pair of bright eyes.

"I...I'll go out for a walk first..." Su Xiaofan was a little overwhelmed when he saw this and walked out quickly.