medicine stone without medicine

Lou Hua had a dream.

In the dream, he was still leaning on the throne in the Valley of Dark Fragrance, surrounded by black branches and dark purple flowers.A wisp of misty white smoke emitted from the small incense burner at hand, and the whole room was filled with the floral fragrance of tuberose.

His high priest knocked on the door with a bowl of medicine as usual, and handed him the medicine bowl.

The person in front of him was completely covered by a black robe, his face was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and even his voice was modified by magic, so that it was difficult to distinguish whether this person was a man or a woman.

He bowed to the painting on the throne:

"Your honor."

Lou Hua responded casually, stroking the head of the kitten in his arms with one hand, and took the porcelain bowl with the other hand, but he was not in a hurry to drink.

The high priest stood aside for a long time, seeing Lou Hua slowly flipping through the ancient books, so he reminded aloud:

"My lord, the medicine should be cold."

"En." Lou Hua casually responded, thought for a while, and added:

"Don't drink."

"This is the prescription that my subordinate entrusted to find, it's for health."

Lou Hua was a little impatient, casually poured the medicine into a flower pot beside her, and threw the porcelain bowl out.

With a crisp sound, the white porcelain fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The bitter medicinal fragrance is entangled with the floral fragrance.

"The left and right are a pair of broken shells. What do you do to raise it and water the flowers? It's too smelly."

The high priest was not annoyed, and only explained:

"A monster has a demon core, and a human has a heart. As a half-demon, it is rare to have both. He is gifted and is several times stronger than ordinary monsters or people. If he is well nursed, he will have a chance in the future, whether the whole world will be destroyed or not. It's all up to you."

"The world is destroyed?" Lou Hua's hand turning the page paused slightly, then raised his lips:

"sounds good."

The high priest seemed to be a little relieved. He was about to say something when he heard Lou Hua say something lightly:

"But I'm afraid things won't go as you wish. There is something I forgot to tell you, my heart is long gone."

The high priest was startled, and after receiving Lou Hua's signal, he used his spiritual power to probe over.

Sure enough, there was no heartbeat in Lou Hua's body, his body was as dead as a lake, only the spiritual power brought by the Yaodan was flowing, cold and ruthless.

Lou Hua, however, had smiling eyes and seemed to be in a good mood.

He opened his mouth and said word by word:

"It was hidden by others."

As the voice fell, the dream image became erratic, like water droplets falling into a calm lake, causing continuous ripples.

The smell of tuberose in the air also dissipated most of it, replaced by the smell of damp soil and blood stains.

The picture in front of Lou Hua twisted and twisted, and was finally swallowed up by a mass of darkness.

And along with the darkness, there was a tearing pain all over his body, from flesh to bone marrow.

It was as if the whole person was frozen and shattered, and there was a vast amount of spiritual power in the meridians that could not be contained at all.

It wasn't the first time that Lou Hua was on the verge of death, but unlike the previous chaotic consciousness, this time his five senses were extremely clear, and he could almost feel the process of the demon core being broken and being forcibly repaired by external forces.

There seemed to be a lot of people around him, making a mess, and all kinds of spiritual power and natural treasures were being poured into him by those people.

Lou Hua felt a distorted pleasure, and even wanted to laugh out loud.

Just now everyone wished for his death, but at this time, they had no choice but to keep his life.

Lou Hua curled the corners of his lips. He listened to the noisy noises around him, and suddenly heard a light sigh in his mind that was incompatible with the surroundings.

The voice was indistinguishable, like a young man, but with thousands of years of polishing and precipitation, it was especially soothing.

But Lou Hua didn't have time to trace the source of the sound.

Because in the next moment, his eyes went dark, and he fell into the abyss again.

Lou Hua didn't know how to describe that feeling, as if the meridians all over his body had been washed, and even his breathing smelled bloody.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and when he woke up again, he only felt something warm and wet rubbing against the tip of his nose.

Lou Hua opened his eyes, and what he saw was a magnified cat's face.

The black cat has a pair of emerald green eyes, and it is eagerly licking Lou Hua's cheek.

Lou Hua frowned, grabbed it by the back of the neck and threw it away.

The black cat was so wronged that it rolled around on the ground and turned into a fourteen or fifteen year old boy.

There was a thin layer of water vapor in his eyes, and he was about to cry in almost a second:

"Master, how did you become like this?"

His eyes fell on the wound on Lou Hua's abdomen again.

After Ying Longmai was taken out by him, the wound healed quickly, but the blood on the white clothes was still there, which was a bit shocking to see.

"Master, Lian Shuo hasn't seen you for ten days. Lian Shuo misses you so much. Does your injury hurt? I'm sorry, but I hit too hard that day. Please punish me."

After that, he lowered his head and sent his head to Lou Hua's hand.

However, after waiting for a long time, Lou Hua only raised his hand and flexed his fingers, and tapped lightly on his head.

"Don't cry, you're so dirty."

Lou Hua's voice was a bit hoarse.

He briefly checked his situation.

It seems that those old fellows in Qingyang Mountain have some skills. Originally, when he swallowed the dragon marrow, he knew that his hope of surviving was slim, but after walking through the gate of hell, his spiritual power combined with the marrow of Ying Long.

Even the cultivation base is much higher than before.

Lou Hua was in a good mood. He glanced at Lian Shuo and asked:

"Qingyang Mountain's defenses are not weak, how did you get in?"

Lian Shuo wiped away his tears and said pitifully:

"Brother Wuqing led those veterans away, I was the only one who sneaked in, and Liaoyang is still outside to let the wind go, master don't worry."

Almost as soon as Lian Shuo finished speaking, there were a few melodious bird calls from the cracks in the mountain wall.

That is the signal of Liaoyang.

Lian Shuo turned back into the form of a black cat, and jumped into the larger stone crevice behind Louhua.

Then, there really was a rustling sound in the distance.

Lou Hua propped his chin and looked towards the entrance, and saw that it was Elder Wuyan who brought a group of disciples.

This old guy is tall and big, and his beard trembles when he is angry, like an old cow.

At this moment, he strode in with great strides, first he gave Lou Hua a hard look, then raised his hand to draw out a few immortal locks, and locked him on the mountain wall.

Lou Hua could probably guess what he wanted to do, so he didn't resist.

He slightly bent his lips and smiled, deliberately said:

"Elder Wu Yan is trying to eliminate harm for the people? It's strange, why didn't I die? Could it be that the immortal elders showed mercy and saved my life? You are so compassionate, Lou Hua is so grateful."

"Shut up!" Wu Yan's temper was already impatient, if Lou Hua didn't want to die right now, he really wanted to wring the mad dog's head off.

He warned himself not to get angry, and at the same time took out a dagger and a white jade bowl from the storage ring.

He grabbed Lou Hua's hand almost roughly, and scratched his wrist.

The blood, which was darker than ordinary people's, trickled down slowly and dripped into the white jade bowl, the color contrast was very strong.

The dragon's breath on Qin Dongyi's body is strong, while Yinglong's marrow is extremely cold, and the neutralization of the two can get rid of the deadly backlash.

But now that Ying Longsui has been integrated with Lou Hua, the only one who can help Qin Dongyi solve the backlash of the dragon's breath has changed from Ying Longsui to Lou Hua.

There was the sound of liquid falling from the cave, the white jade bowl was quickly filled with blood, and Lou Hua's wrist was thrown away by Wu Yan.

Being treated so roughly, Lou Hua was not angry, but raised his eyebrows slightly, brought his wrist to his lips, and licked clean the blood dripping from the wound.

He smiled and said:

"Elder, help me and ask my senior brother if my blood tastes good."

Wu Yan gritted his teeth loudly, but for Qin Dongyi's sake, they had to raise Lou Hua well anyway, so although he was in a hurry, Wu Yan didn't say anything, just flung his sleeves and walked away .

After he left, Lian Shuo, who had been hiding in a crack in the rock, slipped out.

He returned to human form again, angry and sad, and was about to cry again when he saw it:

"Master! How could they treat you like this!"

He subconsciously gritted his teeth and looked in the direction where Wu Yan left, and then arched his mouth into Lou Hua's arms:

"Master, come back to the Dark Fragrance Valley with me, why suffer here. How can the master enjoy himself in the Dark Fragrance Valley? In just a few days, he was injured and bloodletted, and suffered so much grievance. That Qin Dongyi is really It's really bad! He stole your heart, and now he wants to drink your blood, so vicious."

He raised his face:

"Let's go home, okay? I'll help you find the master's heart, and I'll kill that Qin Dongyi."

"You can't find it."

Lou Hua stroked Lian Shuo's hair:

"Since I spent so much effort to stay in Qingyang Mountain, how can I just leave. Qin Dongyi hid my heart, I have to stay by his side and look for it slowly."

His tone was a little careless, and just as he finished a sentence, the sigh that appeared before resounded in his mind.

It's just that after this sigh, there was an extra male and female voice:

"Why lie to him?"

Lou Hua's gaze moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

He touched Lian Shuo's chin again:

"Let's go back when you've had enough coquettishness."

Lian Shuo was reluctant to rub against him again.

He is a little dirty cat picked up by Lou Hua, he will never disobey Lou Hua's wishes, he will do whatever Lou Hua says.

For example, now, even though he was very reluctant, he still obediently left.

The little black cat didn't make any sound when it left. It turned around every step and looked at it many times.

Lou Hua looked at Lian Shuo's back with a smile, until Lian Shuo disappeared from his eyes, his smile faded away, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

The cave was very quiet, except for the occasional soft sound of water dripping on the stones.

Lou Hua took the red string from her hair and combed her long hair neatly again.

He re-tied the red rope slowly, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"Asshole, is it fun to hide in other people's sea of ​​consciousness?"

There was no one in the cave, and this sentence caused a slight echo.

Lou Hua slightly raised her eyebrows, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her dark red eyes, but her tone was unhurried:

"Give you three times, get out."

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