Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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In the hot spring pool, Zeyi and the little girl were stripped of their clothes and soaked in the hot spring water, only showing a small head and a part of the shoulder.

Lin Luoran held a small bowl in his hand, half a bowl of dark liquid, under her reconciliation, with a touch of golden powder.

"Ajia, can this really cure my hand?" Zeyi’s eyes flashed and swallowed, swallowing.

For half a year, the wound at her broken arm had healed long ago, leaving a meat that was not so good, and the pink flesh made the wound look terrible.

However, she has been watching for so long, and she has long been used to it. Let Zeyi’s swallowing water is the medicine that Lin Luoran’s hands are reconciling. The smell is different, and the locusts are so big. Is such a thing really used to cure diseases?

Lin Luoran felt the potency and smiled: "Small locusts, of course, are used to treat the wounds, but it will hurt, can you hold back?"

Zeyi nodded fiercely, and the pain of a moment was never compared with her arm. She was of course willing to choose the former.

Lin Luoran scared her. "If you move, your arms are long, and when you cry."

Ze Yi was wrinkled with a small face, and Lin Luoran saw that she finally no longer writhed, and then applied the medicinal juice to the wound of her broken arm.

This black mixed with golden light is not soluble in water, but it infiltrates into the wound of Zeyi, and the blink of an eye disappears. Lin Luoran carefully considered the dosage before collecting the remaining medicine.

It’s not that she is stingy, it’s really a psychic, too precious.

This dark thing is the dragon's marrow from the Dragon Palace. The dragon body is strong, and the regeneration function of the bone marrow is naturally incomparable. It’s just that in the past, you have to take the dragon's marrow to do something like “rebounding the broken arm”. The ordinary monk can't get such a treasure. The monk can't use this function, plus the dragon's powerful, dragon's One effect did not spread.

It is precisely because of the powerful regenerative function of the dragon's marrow that the body of the body like Zeyi, if it wasn't for the past six months, Lin Lingran provided the Ling Mi and the fruit stream to nourish the body, I am afraid that even this little dragon is also Can't stand it.

The rest of the medicinal juice, Lin Luoran is prepared to use on the little monk who lost his arm when he was the last blood clan.

Although the dragon marrow is precious, it can make the little girl like Ze Yitong show her smile again. It is worthwhile to look at the Tianzhu in Lin Luoran’s heart.

Ze Yitong in the hot springs has begun to wiggle his body.

The warm pool water allowed her to accelerate the flow of blood, and the effect of the drug was fast, and the pain of Zeyi came.

A person's arm, counted in the development of the mother's body, to grow as the body straight up, it will really shape, Zeyi with the broken arm, to rely on the dragon marrow to re-long in a short time Come out, the pain of cell division is enough to make this 12-year-old girl in hell.

Really a stubborn little girl, Lin Luoran saw her sweating, but she didn’t talk, she was affectionate.

A soothing woody spirit was sent to Zeyitong, and the little girl fell asleep.

Lin Luoran estimated that she still had a few days to wake up, such a tense moment, a moment away from the people, she simply sat down at the spring.

The vines in the valley are ubiquitous, she is very bored, and all the fibers of the wood are extracted. Such materials, used in refining, are naturally not fired by different fires.

But now, just try Dan Fire.

Lin Luoran’s palms are a small poke of flames, and the four colors are intertwined with each other, which is really beautiful.

This is not the role of the fire system, but the Dan fire that Lin Luoran can have behind. This kind of slogan, stable and long-lasting, is really the best type of fire for the alchemy.

The vine's fiber is turned into a pool of clear water in the Dan fire, and under the traction of Lin Luoran's fingers, the fine silk thread of the thin silk is extracted.

Using such a thread to make a skirt, as a gift of Zeyi’s broken arm, seems to be a good idea?

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Zeyi vaguely remembered that she had made a long dream. In her dream, she wore a gorgeous Tibetan costume and threw herself in her mother's arms. Everyone cheered for her return. She also ignited a campfire and the lamb was on the fire. The sizzling sounds, the clouds can't stop sneezing.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and it was still the cave that had lived for half a year.

I don't know how long I have been soaking in the hot springs. Zeyi feels that her hair is soaked in wetness. It is uncomfortable in her ear. She reaches out and puts her ear up, suddenly stunned.

She stretched out the arm that was originally broken.

Zeyi’s eyes widened, her right arm, and it’s still intact. It’s no different from before. It’s not the same. It’s different. For example, when she was six years old, she was burned by the fire. The brown scars on the elbows are gone, this is a brand new hand!

Ze Yitong, with two neat arms, happily jumped and jumped in the hot spring pool.

When she was tired, she discovered that Lin Luo was not there. Ze Yitong climbed up from the hot spring pool and found that her old clothes were gone.

There was a new dress on the haystack, and it took a bit of a stroke and was the same size as her.

Is it for her? This dress is too beautiful!

Zeyi is in the hands of the fabric, which is smoother than silk. The background is green, the cuffs and collars, including the skirts, are all set with supple fur, and the skirt is decorated with a lot of green round beads. I don’t know that these beads are all jade carvings, but she knows the pearls. Looking at the colorful beaded necklaces, Zeyi’s mouth is enough to swallow an egg. The grandmother always says sorry for her, no money. Give her the best Tibetan dress. If Auntie Aunt sees this dress, will she be happy and go crazy?

Zeyi carefully dressed the skirt.

Well, it’s a little thin, but it’s a pity that I’m afraid I can’t wear it.

The little girl was suffering from the loss, went out of the cave, and saw Lin Luoran standing in front of Baiyun, smiling at her.

"Ajia..." She screamed, but her eyes were red. Although she called Ajia, she knew that Lin Luoran was not her real "Ajia". After she recovered her memory, Lin Luoran was powerful and omnipotent. Like the holy fairies on the snowy mountains, where are the ordinary herders like them. Can you climb?

But why is Ajia still so good to himself?

Give her a hand, make a coral necklace for her, and make a nice Tibetan dress for her...

Lin Luoran saw the tears in the eyes of the little girl and kneeled down to comfort her: "The little girl who loves to cry is not beautiful, cold outside the valley, come with this hat."

This is a white hat that looks equally good. The round coral beads are mixed with emerald green, red and green, and Zeyi falls in love with almost one glance.

"Are we going home?" Zeyi put on a hat, and the beads fell on her forehead. The little girl benefited not only from the broken arm, but also the skin of her whole body was completely new. At this time, Not worse than a girl who grew up in any city.

"Yes, let's go home." Lin Luoran hugged her to the horse, and she also stood up.

Going home, not only is Zeyi going home, he has been away from home for a year, and he has to go home.

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The speed of the white clouds was very fast. They quickly fell down the snowy mountains and crossed the distance of the Silver Lake. After turning over a few grass slopes, Lin Luoran had already seen the familiar yurts.

Dunzhu was packing up the fodder and heard the noise of the white clouds. She looked up and saw that her tears were flowing down.

Mother and daughter even heart, although not seen for half a year, although the color of Ze Yitong is not the same as before, although she is wearing a gorgeous Tibetan dress at the moment, Dunzhu still recognizes it at a glance, this is her daughter who has been missing for half a year!

"Ze Yitong...Anal..."

Zeyi rushed down and rushed into the arms of Dunzhu.

Lin Luoran’s eyes are slightly wet, “Anal”, she has not heard the name for a long time.

Even though life is a never-ending journey, she can't stay in the grassland for a lifetime to watch the rising and falling of the moon, and the days when the wind blows the grass and the sheep, but she will always remember her days as "Anal".

Let the sheep, grass, ghee, and participate in the horse racing conference, they are a aria, worthy of Lin Luoran treasure forever.

When it comes to home, she also has one on the Naqu grassland.

Dunzhu wiped his tears. "Peace is good, peace is good, Anar and Zeyi are together, you are finally back."