Time was lost inadvertently, Qin Chuan practiced and then looked after Huanyang Cao. This time it took another three months.

The fruit of Yang is finally ripe.

Ten months before and after this, it takes ten months to cultivate a batch of seeds of Yanghuan grass. Ten months may not be long, but in fact, ten months are not long for Lingcao.

Of course, if it was changed to ordinary ones, it had been more than 40 years. The 40-year-old Huanyang grass can be used. This is a very special one among many spiritual medicines and does not require a particularly terrifying year.

Of course, the higher the year, the better. Most medicinal materials are, but some years are too high, the conditions will become harsh, such as some alchemists and pharmacists cannot use it.

Alchemy and medicine are like animal trainers. Some monsters cannot be tamed and are in danger of life.

Alchemy and medicine are at risk of frying a furnace, and can even hurt yourself.

Qin Chuan has contacted Qian Fei.

Because she was going to heal her injuries, I am waiting now, and I will pick the fruits when Qian Fei comes.

Once the Yangcao bears fruit seeds, the essence will be in the seeds, so the branches of the tree will have no effect.

But after all, it is the Yangcao. Although it cannot be refined, this branch has other uses, and the effect is less than one-tenth, but some elixirs can also be used.

Each Huanyang grass has ten fruits, no more or less, as if they were deliberately left behind, no matter what size or color, they are exactly the same.

When the fruit ripens, it is purple, dreamy, with a glorious halo, and looks beautiful.

Qian Fei is here, and the two of them have been drinking from time to time in the past few months, and they can enjoy the moon, but their relationship stops holding hands.

"It's so beautiful!" Qian Fei said happily as she looked at Huanyang Guo.

"Are you praising me?" Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Shaped, you are not good-looking." Qian Fei smiled and glanced at Qin Chuan.

"It's really not good-looking?"

"It's not good-looking!" Qian Fei nodded.

"I think you're really good-looking."

Qian Fei didn't reply, but just continued to look at Huanyang Guo, but gently stepped on Qin Chuan's feet.

Time is up, and the fruits are harvested.

Qin Chuan quickly harvested the fruits of Yang, and each fruit had a seed of Yang grass.

But now Qin Chuan wants this Yang peel. Other things, including the medicines, are ready, just the medicines that can be used to attract Yang peel.

Fresh yang peel.

After you finish, start boiling medicine and decorating medicine. This is a meticulous job, and it is best not to be disturbed.

Qianfei didn't know why, she just believed in Qin Chuan. She believed that he could cure herself, and she didn't know why she believed in him.

He has too little memory for Qin Chuan, so few that he can only be considered an ordinary friend, but there is a little different feeling in it.

She believed what Qin Chuan said.

She thought about it carefully that she had seen her grandfather when she went back, but she would not lie to her, but it didn't matter whether she cheated or not. She really couldn't remember the entanglement with Qin Chuan.

Although Qin Chuan said, she could tell whether it was true or not, but what if it was true or not? She is not too inseparable from this man now.

In her physical instinct, when Qin Chuan held her hand, she did not break free, nor did she feel extremely angry. Gradually, she didn't know what she is now.

Believe him, even though she knows that this guy is a bit rogue, she doesn't want to completely draw a line.

She even thought this was good. She didn't even have a real friend by herself. Compared to others, [Biquge www.boquge.me] Qianfei felt that Qin Chuan was a real friend.

After drinking the cut medicine, Qianfei felt like fire in her body, and it was very uncomfortable, as if she was about to burn.

Qin Chuan's silver needle fell.

This pain seemed nothing to Qianfei, and Qin Chuan's acupuncture quickly calmed down.

I have experienced countless pains from a dark disease before, but the pain became numb and soon the pain disappeared, and my body was warm.

The physical comfort is unprecedented, and the body becomes relaxed, as if it has removed the heavy burden on the body.

OK, this time it's really good.

Qianfei was very happy and looked at Qin Chuan and smiled: "Thank you!"

"How can I thank you?" Qin Chuan looked at her with a smile.

"How do you say thank you!" Qian Fei looked at Qin Chuan angrily.

She knew that Qin Chuan would definitely not have anything good, but for some reason, she was not very annoying, and she even wanted to hear what he said rogue things.

"I don't want you to thank me for treatment. This is what I should do the most." Qin Chuan blinked and looked at Qian Fei.

Qianfei couldn't control the smile on her face, and she felt a little happy, and she felt that she rarely showed her excitement.

The lonely people are, the more they need to care. Of course, everyone desires to be cared for and comfort, but it is more aimed at certain people and specific people.

The comfort of strangers can sometimes be effective, but it cannot be too effective, because the care is not real.

"There are 100 seeds of Huanyang grass here, and in a year there will be 100 seeds, but some seeds need to be left." Qin Chuan pointed to the already sorted seeds of Huanyang grass.

"Well, I don't need it much now, you can keep it." Qian Fei said happily.

I was not sick and was very slight. I had to return to Yangcao before, and I also wanted to try to see if I could cure my dark illness.

Now I can't use it, and Qin Chuan must need it, so she gave it to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan did not refuse and put it away: "After some time, I will give you back to Yang Dan."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Qianfei trusted Qin Chuan very much now.

If I changed someone, I would definitely not believe it. After all, Qin Chuan is too young, and it is impossible to refine the Huanyang Pill at such a young age.

But Qian Fei believes.

"I'll treat you to a meal." Qianfei said.

"Is there any wine?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Yes, there is still a lot of wine you gave me." Qian Fei said.

"good!"

Sometimes there is a wonderful feeling between two people, which is an invisible rhythm of charm, and a feeling like the wind blowing and dancing.

There is no need to say anything more, just look, move, or even simply sit together and you can feel it.

Qin Chuan came to Qianfei's Hundred Flowers Palace again.

Qianfei knows how to cook, and she cooks pretty well, with the spices that Qin Chuan gave her, so Qin Chuan sat there waiting for her to have a meal this time...

In fact, he originally wanted to go in and cook with Qianfei, but Qianfei refused to let him go. Qin Chuan knew that she wanted to thank him.

Good rice and good wine!

There is a better one!
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