Chapter 650: Yang Qin

"Tuk-tuk--"

A knock on the door interrupted their thoughts.

Yang Luokui immediately lay back on the bed like lightning, and tucked into the quilt.

And because Li Shi had a close physical contact with Yang Luokui just now, he tidied up his robes guiltyly, so he said lightly: "Come in."

With a creak, the one who opened the door was Uncle Mao who was holding a plate.

Li Shi was slightly relieved to see that it wasn't Xiaoyun and other girls.

Shit, I am aboveboard, why is it the same as committing a crime?

"Young Master, this is the medicinal meal that Tsunade specially asked the old slave to bring, saying that it will help Shopkeeper Yang recover from his injury."

Li Shi nodded, took the plate, and motioned for Uncle Mao to leave first, and let him take care of Yang Luokui himself.

When Uncle Mao left, Li Shi came to the bedside with the dinner plate.

There was a bowl of plain porridge on the dinner plate, but Li Shi could smell dozens of medicinal herbs from it.

Only Tsunade can cook such a level of medicinal food.

He filled a spoonful of hot porridge, put it in his mouth to test the temperature, and then fed it to Yang Luokui's mouth with confidence.

Yang Luokui rolled her eyes involuntarily: "Disgusting, your saliva is on it!"

Li Shiyi also rolled his eyes back: "If you don't eat, I will!"

Yang Luokui snorted softly, but quickly put the spoon in her mouth and swallowed the porridge directly.

Li Shi smiled triumphantly, continued to take a spoonful, and fed it to Yang Luokui in the same way.

Spoonful after spoonful, Yang Luokui's stomach and heart warmed up at the same time.

Since she was a child, she has lived in the road of constant strengthening and pressure, and has never felt such caring from the opposite sex.

Li Shi is a bright and warm light in her life.

Inside the bed curtain, there is a faint warm atmosphere.

While eating porridge, Yang Luokui casually asked, "By the way, where is Master Shaotai, Yang Shaotai's corpse?"

Li Shi recalled slightly, and replied: "It seems that Yang Qingfang took him away."

Yang Luokui's face froze instantly, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Li Shi also felt something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Yang Shaotai may not be dead."

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A few days after that scramble, it was thousands of mountains and rivers away from the Taotang Principality, tens of thousands of kilometers away, in the extreme west of the Xuanhuang Continent.

Near the West Sea, there is a huge valley bathed in sunshine all year round.

The valley is like spring all the year round, full of greenery, and from time to time, the roar of unknown monsters can be heard everywhere.

This is Glory Valley, where the headquarters of Cangsun Sect, the number one sect in the mainland, is located.

People here advocate the way of nature and believe in the sun god, so the buildings in the valley are all close to the most natural state.

Many monks of Cangsun Sect live in tree houses or in caves.

In a certain place of Yaoguang Valley, in a huge cave, the light was shining like daytime.

But the source of the light is an old woman in common clothes with white beard and hair and a sluggish expression.

Although her body doesn't seem to be in good shape, just sitting on the stone chair is like a mountain, which makes people dare not look directly at her.

Her pair of eyes, although deeply sunken in the eye sockets, are like mirrors, making everyone who looks at her feel guilty, as if their hearts are exposed to the world, and no one dares to lie in front of her.

This is the only first-level saint of Cangsun Sect, the right-hand man of the leader—Yangqin!