Chang Xi asked with violent convulsions in the corners of his eyes: "Who taught you these things?"

"Of course it's Brother Tianhuang and Brother Yuehong. They are so happy. I'm afraid I'm bored, so I'll talk to me about you every day."

Xiao Yao jumped out of the ring and shook his head and said, "They said that many older sisters are secretly coveting the Yuanyang in your belly. Just a few drops are worthy of their hard work for months or even years. After all, the yin and yang in the blending of fish and water can be adjusted to each other and conform to the laws of nature. This kind of congenital cold disease is naturally no problem."

Xiaoyao, with an innocent face, shook his head and said something like a sage, making people blush and heartbeat, which made people laugh and cry.

Cheng Yao is still a virgin without human affairs. There is no difference between destroying a woman's innocence and seeking money to kill her life. Chang Xi asked herself that she could never do such a thing. The so-called "Divine Yuanyang" is more like a selfish desire, and there is no difference between Jia Ren and Jia Yi who do beastly behavior.

Chang Xi said expressionlessly: "It's better for her husband to do this in the future. Are there any other ways now?"

Xiaoyao frowned and delicate eyebrows. "If you don't cross Yuanyang, the second best way to settle down is to use spiritual power to nourish her meridians."

"Then try it first."

Although Chang Xi cannot practice fire-attributed martial arts, the dragon blood is so domineering, and its spiritual power is naturally hot, even better than the fire-attributed spiritual power.

The hot spiritual power wandered around Cheng Yao's limbs and bones. The almost frozen blood and spiritual power gradually resumed flow under the warmth of the hot spiritual power. Many closed acupoints were also washed away by the heat waves. Thousands of hot streams gathered into a tide, forcing Cheng Yao's biting cold air back into the cyclone of the Dantian.

Chang Xi's eyes were slightly condensed. The cold air condensed in Cheng Yao's dantian cyclone at this moment was shocking. If this amazing cold air could be used properly, it would be a great help for practice. Although Chang Xi asked himself that he was not familiar with medical principles, he could also guess that the cold uterus caused by the cold air in the abdomen would make this miserable woman live a worse life than death.

With the scorching spiritual power, Cheng Yao's body, which had been trembling, gradually calmed down and his breathing became smoother. Xiao Yao stood aside and watched closely, and suddenly his eyes shone: "Maybe feeding a few drops of essence and blood in the young lady, maybe it will improve more!"

Chang Xi had learned from the Qingwang of Haidong that many wonderful uses of his own essence and blood. He bit his fingertips and dripped a drop of essence and blood on the tip of Cheng Yao's tongue, and then used hot spiritual power to transform it away.

As expected, as a drop of essence and blood drips, the cold air in Cheng Yao's dantian cyclone was suppressed. Although it could not cure the congenital cold, it was enough to delay the disease and relieve the pain. Cheng Yao's pale face gradually faded, and his lips were covered with redness.

Seeing that Cheng Yao was about to wake up, Chang Xi did not point it out and silently sat back on the carriage.

Less than fifty miles away from Yao City, Cheng Yao woke up slowly.

The lotus tongue is lightly curled, and there is a slightly sweet and fishy smell in her mouth. It is not as cold as expected. It is a faint warmth that she feels from inside to outside. This is the first time she has felt such a comfortable feeling since she is sensible. It turns out that the warm feeling is so nostalgic to indulge in.

Cheng Yao is a smart woman. She felt a hot force in her body that was the same as the man driving. After pondering for a moment, she thought about most of the plot. She bowed to Chang Xi sincerely with a red face, and did not say anything like an ordinary woman, such as promiscuousness.

Warmth came from her abdomen, and she suddenly felt throbbing in her heart, but she only buried her head lower.

Chang Xi released his spiritual sense and surrounded him for more than ten feet. Cheng Yao's every move behind him could see clearly. The outline of Yao City became clearer, and Chang Xi suddenly had a sudden thought.

"Chenjia Yao City, is it named after your name?"

Cheng Yao smiled and said, "It is said that on the day of my birth, my father was anxious to scratch his head for naming. One of the people in the mansion had the ability to see each other's spirits. He said that my destiny must be laid with the foundation for a city to be stable, and then there will be Cheng Yao and Yao City."

Chang Xi smiled with his palm, "This father is so arrogant."

Seeing that Cheng Yao's mind improved a lot, Chang Xi asked in a deep voice.

"Ja Ren and Jia Yi and the Embroidered Girl have obviously been preparing for a long time. Such operations cannot be separated from the help of insiders. Do you understand what I mean?"

Cheng Yao raised her head, her eyes melted, and she said softly: "There are only a few people in the mansion who go out to pick the red flame grass this time. They just can't stand the woman in power. I already have a clue and it's not difficult to check."

Chang Xi raised his eyebrows. He had heard Cheng Yi say that the ancestors at home were not allowed to go home for several years. It was not easy for his sister to manage the family alone. In the future, he must practice and be the right hand of his sister to share his worries.

Now it seems that Cheng Yao has no choice but to practice because of her cold body. With a weak woman like her who is only in the Qi Refining Realm, carrying the plaque of the Cheng family in Huizhou, and the undercurrents in the family, you can imagine how much pressure she, a weak woman, has been under.

Hearing the red flame grass, Chang Xi's heart moved and asked, "Did you use this red flame grass to refine a pill to remove the cold air in your body?"

Cheng Yao Zhanyan smiled and said, "That's true. There are classics in the mansion that can remove cold air from the body. This red flame grass, which is a hundred years old, is probably the last red flame grass that meets the requirements of alchemy within a radius of thousands of miles."

"The Cheng family has a great influence in Huizhou. Haven't there been a suitable herb for refining elixirs in the past ten years?" Chang Xi couldn't help but wonder.

"In the past decade, my father and ancestors have sought medical treatment and asked countless medicines, and have also collected all the medicinal materials for making the Frost Pill. Cheng Yao stroked the black hair in his ear and said slowly: "But the Frost Pill is a elixir in the Nascent Soul Realm. There are very few alchemists who can refine this level of elixir. Even if they can refine, the failure rate is astonishingly high."

"My natural cold physique is known to many businessmen. I secretly raised the price of refining the frost-killing pill materials very high, but the family still spared no effort to buy all the medicinal materials and ask people to refine pills for me everywhere. My second brother even asked the disciples of the sect's Dan Shenfeng at extremely high prices."

"In the end, it was still a waste of money, which dragged down the entire Cheng family."

Cheng Yao's face was sad and her eyes were swaying. A Ying, who was born to know the good and evil of human hearts, was rarely naughty. She patted Cheng Yao's back with her golden wings over and over again to comfort her carefully.

Chang Xi remained silent, the lights approached, and when he looked up, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

A fifty steps whistle on the tall copper-cast wall of Yaocheng is not as strong as Luoyang City, but it is much better than Qingyang City. After all, the ancestor of the Cheng family has a real Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, which is not comparable to Zhai An and others.

As he approached Yao City, in Cheng Yao's puzzled eyes, Chang Xi tore off all the conspicuous dress on the carriage sedan, especially the badges representing the identity of the Cheng family, leaving only a bare and broken car. Even a sword energy burst out from his fingertips, making the horse's mane burrs mess up in a mess with the horse's unwilling neighing.

Chang Xi's strength and temperament were all the same. Cheng Yao was not a targetless person. This inevitably aroused her curiosity. However, Chang Xi just made a silent gesture to her mouth. Then, under Cheng Yao's shy gaze, she tore off her black shirt, grabbed a handful of mud and carefully applied it to her chest and made her face. Then she sat back on the horse stand and shouted while shaking the whip.
Chapter completed!