220, a resurregnated baby

Not long ago, it just rained in this forest, and the branches and leaves made the rain extremely energetic. Water dripping from the peach-shaped leaves, dripping on Han Jing's head, frozen into ice beads by the cold air from her body.

Such a cold Jing made Zhong Qingrou's heart tremble. She was roared and had no temper at all. Her facial features were entangled like drinking bitter tea. "Okay, well, I'm wrong. Jing, don't be angry!" She said weakly.

"You said before that there was a cure for them."

"They will suddenly turn into gray fog. I don't know if my medicine will work."

"suddenly turned into gray fog?" Han Jing was stunned and hurriedly asked what was going on. After figuring out the previous situation, her almost intuitive reaction was that it was made by Bai Yi. "Bai Yi, you bastard, get out!"

I thought that Han Jing had found herself, and Bai Yi really "rolled" out of her hiding place.

Squinting her eyes and looking at Bai Yi, Han Jing must have been the ghost he made: "Sure enough, it's you!"

I almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and Bai Yi was depressed: I was cheated by such a yellow-haired girl!" What is really me? I don't understand." He began to play tricks.

"You have to pretend to be confused, don't you?" Han Jing saw from the white wing's expression that the clue would make him muddle through, and a sword spirit of the ice soul sword shot away.

The ice-blue light flashed, and the white wings quickly flashed. After the ice-blue sword spirit pierced the remnants he left in place, it hit an ancient tree held by three people. After a bang, the thick tree body broke, the ice-blue sword gas dispersed, and the huge crown that fell fell was quickly stained with a layer of ice-blue thin ice.

"You really cut!" White Wing screamed.

Han Jing didn't expect to kill the white wings with one sword, in the intention of deterrence. No matter how dare you play the ghost, there is such a tree. She said. I don't intend to reason with him at all, because she has no evidence, as long as she can scare this greedy guy.

There is nothing the white wing can do. If Hanjing is willing to listen to his defense, he can pull out a hundred reasons to prove his innocence, but she is quite unreasonable to do it. It's useless for him to take action. Even if he can speak brilliantly, it is useless. Their situation is deteriorating and must be treated as soon as possible!" He shouted, hoping that it would work so that she would not cut him with the peerless sword.

"Then how do you treat it!"

"Don't compare that sword with me!"

"If you save people honestly, I won't hurt you. But if you play tricks, be careful." Han Jing said and put her sword into her body. On the surface, she was still cold, but she was relieved in her heart: she finally cheated Bai Yi, a scumbag!

Zhong Qing came over softly and said, "I'm watching him, and he can't play tricks in front of me."

Han Jing did not object, but told her: "Don't be careless, this scum is quite sinister and cunning."

"I know." Zhong Qing smiled happily and smiled like a flower, but Bai Yi could think that the snake and scorpion beauty was a flower and dared not play ghosts in front of her, so as not to be caught by her to catch the handle for Han Jing. He was not sure to escape under the ice soul sword.

Bai Yi said a recipe for internal and external use of "Qing Ningxin Soup", and Zhong Qingrou immediately asked everyone to help make up the medicine.

Half of the medicine collection team of Xuanqi Temple returned to the agreed meeting place, and with everyone's original collection, the prescription of "Qingxin Decoction" was quickly completed. Because there was no alchemist, Bai Yi asked him to cook the medicine pot, saying that the effect of the medicine would be a little worse than the emergency.

"The effect of the medicine is not much worse, a bunch of idiots, alas, I can't stand it anymore. Let's go somewhere else." The blood mad knife came back to the knife spirit and sighed.

Ye Guyun smiled, talked to Han Jing, and then walked away with a knife.

After walking about two miles, when Ye Guyun was about to turn back, Dao Ling said, "There is a vulture there. Go and have a look." He glanced at a suddenly independent mountain where the vulture flew up and walked over.

Turning around the peak, Ye Guyun found that on the flat grass slope north of the peak, there was a thin but colorful old wolf competing with the vulture for a woman's body. The woman's body was torn apart, and her internal organs were scattered with a bloody baby. Seeing this miserable scene, he couldn't help but be angry at his indifference.

With a roar, Ye Guyun rushed over, waved a knife and cut repeatedly. The bloody knife light passed by. Although the vulture and the old wolf in the fierce fight were not ordinary beasts, they could not resist the bloody knife light and fell to the ground with their own knives.

Han Jing heard the roar and flew over. It was just the time to pick up the baby at night to observe. Yun, what's wrong?

"This child is dead!" Ye Guyun was also very sad to find that the baby was lifeless, just like when he watched his relatives being killed many years ago, his eyes were red.

Touching the baby's body is still soft, Han Jing said sadly, "If only we had come earlier."

The temporary knife spirit of the blood knife said at this time, "I want to borrow my weight to live. Are you willing to take care of me?"

Ye Guyun was stunned and asked, "What's borrowing weight?"

"Simply put, I entered this dead baby and merged with this dead baby. From now on, I will be the dead baby, and this dead baby will be me.

"Oh, let me ask A Jing." Ye Guyun did not refuse, although he knew that Daoling's weight was definitely not good for him.

After listening, Han Jing wiped the baby's bloody face with her sleeves and sighed, "Well, this poor child hasn't seen the sun yet. The senior's weight was not in vain for his mother's pregnancy.

"Well, that's what I think." Ye Guyun nodded and said.

Dao Ling, that is, the ice soul sword master, had prepared a set of words to come to ** him when Ye Guyun did not agree, but now it is useless. After a stay, he said, "I borrowed my weight to give birth and became this baby. I don't have the ability to protect myself and need you to take care of me."

Withan waiting for Ye Guyun to tell her, Han Jing gently stroked the baby's face and said, "My sister will cover you in the future."

A virtual shadow flashed from the bloody knife and disappeared into the baby's body in an instant. The baby's pale complexion also turned pale pink, and his eyelids were beating slightly. In an instant, the baby died and came back to life, and the little pink and jade appearance simply loved Han Jing. Even Ye Guyun, who was indifferent, looked at the baby with a loving face.

"Give him a name. What's his name?"

"There are too many people surnamed Han. His surname is Ye Chaoyun. His name is Ye Chaoyun. He will surpass you!"

Han Jing's happy smile, bright smile

Ye Guyun also smiled with tears in his eyes. Jing wants him to have many brothers, brothers surnamed Ye, he understands. All right, just let his surname be Ye." He pretended to be insipid.

"Yeah! Still reluctantly, our little Chaoyun's surname is Ye, can we still give you face?" Han Jing curled her lips and shouted childishly.

"Our little super cloud" sounds a little strange! Ye Guyun blushed.

Although Ye Chaoyun couldn't speak, the soul in his body was still an old monster. He saw through Ye Guyun's little thought at a glance and felt that the boy was not as honest on the surface and giggled.

"Wow, he will laugh! Xiao Chaoyun, haha, can you understand what my sister is saying? Han Jing shook the baby in surprise, making him dizzy and scream. The milky tone could not connect him with the former ice soul sword master.

At least, Binger and the soul can't do anything about it.

"Is he the owner, er, the former owner?" Binger asked with disappointment.

"It seems so. He is so stupid." The soul said very directly.

"You two are not allowed to say strange things. He is so cute!" Han Jing shouted dissatisfiedly. Now, in her mind, the proportion of Xiao Chaoyun obviously exceeds that of Binger and Xiaoer - who can let Xiao Chaoyun hold her like a doll?