Meditation and breathing, that is, drawing the soul into the body, is a comfortable and addictive thing.Countless spiritual aura molecules penetrate from the pores, seep into the skin, blood and bones, and moisturize every cell in the body, just like taking a cold shower in summer and soaking in hot springs in winter.If it weren't for this, the old man and her parents had passed away, and no one had taken care of her for nearly 30 years, Jing'er's lively and active temperament, how could she stick to loneliness and boredom, meditating day after day, not to mention those big goals and ideals, she was just an ordinary person, perseverance, a little, but it has nothing to do with steel.Insisting on it for so long, it is really because of the "introduction of the soul into the body", which itself makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally, fluttering and pottery.So when she came to the other world, she was still willing to maintain the habit of meditating and spitting every day.Hate, empiricism kills people.Jing'er first arrived in another world, and only roughly felt that this world was full of aura, but she forgot that this world was fundamentally different from the earth she lived on The author smiled proudly, and the trick was not discussed.This is not an ordinary Xianxia novel, and it is not a general farming novel, and you don't have to be empiricist, leave more messages when you have time, click to recommend one can not be less than a moment of aura into the body, and I feel the difference.It was supposed to be warm, with a little cool breath, and the aura of ironing the five internal organs and six organs was very active, beating, and completely disobedient.She desperately urged the aura, circulating in the veins in her body in a certain order, and people didn't buy it at all, wandering around, acting recklessly, and treating her body as a playground.In this case, a newcomer who is not familiar with the characteristics of the aura is like a beginner who is not familiar with the characteristics of the aura, and it is impossible to control it.Generally speaking, a disciple who is a first-time spiritual guide should have elders to support him, so as to prevent mistakes and injuries if he fails to cultivate.In terms of Jing'er's cultivation, there is no injury, but illness is real.The whole person was pale and had no strength to lie on the bed.When the master was sick, Huaixiang, as a personal maid, naturally served inside and out, boiling medicine, and serving water, showing very thoughtful and enthusiastic.No matter how Yan Qian looks at this girl with ulterior motives, he can't mention anything.Even the daily housework can't be ordered to do the people's face is full of sorrow, and they are reluctant to leave the "unsuitable" lady for a moment, for fear that they will not be seen for a while, and they will be fragile for a while.In the face of such a "loyal" subordinate, what can he say to tell people not to be so loyal, and after three days, Jing'er's "condition" finally improved.In the quiet night, she once again tried to lure the spirit into her body.This time, I learned well, and I was as careful as a newcomer, extracting a trace of aura from the air.At that level, not much thicker than the hair, I will treat myself as a newcomer, and there is nothing wrong with being careless.Although the aura that entered the body was like jumping and not obeying the call, under the guidance of her powerful consciousness, she still obeyed, and obediently circulated in her body for three weeks and gave birth to tragedy.Sitting cross-legged in silence, he suddenly convulsed and trembled and fell down.In the stillness of the night, no one knew how painful she was.Half of his body was hot red, and half of his body was shivering cold.The two very different qualities of water and fire are at war in her body.Cold and cold, hot and hot, hot and cold, cold and cold quickly, the bedding was wet with Jing'er's cold sweat.Outside the window, a cold crescent moon stared silently, as if mocking her assumptions.Of course, kill people, the aura here must be the same as the aura of the earth in your hometown, why do you think so, the primordial infant in your body is condensed with the aura of the earth, which is incompatible with the nature of the aura here, I didn't figure out the reason, how can you rashly attract the spirit into the body, and it is no wonder that this night, Jing'er survived with great patience.Every second, every minute, is counted.She didn't shout at anyone, not even a single sound.Years of celibacy practice have allowed him to develop an independent personality at an early age.When encountering difficulties, the first thing you think about is never to ask for help from others, but to find a way to help yourself.In the early morning, Huaixiang was the first to "aggravate her condition".She screamed and threw herself on Jing'er, crying so much that she burst into tears, "My girl, you've only been back for a few days, and you've been sick like this, how can you get it?"
Jing'er was really scared at this time.Cold sweat wet the silk of the sideburns and clinged to the cheeks messily.There was no trace of blood on his face, he was miserable and white, his eyes that were originally as clear as water were also dull, and his skin was even less luster.At first glance, it looks like a terminal illness with no hope.Yan Qian was troubled.The first thing he thought about was whether he was deliberately acting for him to see Jing'er's discouraged eyes, as if he had lost all hope, and felt that something was wrong, he was really sick.The best doctor and doctor in Wutong Town, who was invited at a high price, said that he was very confused.There was no physical injury, and he had never had this kind of medical history before, how could he suddenly be so sick and entangled for a long time, he asked, if he had suffered great mental trauma recently, such as the death of a close person.There are no relatives, but the fiancé has a doctor who listened, stroked his beard and sighed, and said a compliment to the daughter of the chaste martyr, and the words were all said, "Your sister is disheartened and dies, and she doesn't want to live anymore, it's not that my medical skills are not high." ”After that, he slipped away, and he didn't even leave a prescription.How could Yan Qian believe the news that he knew four days ago, and now he is starting to be sad and sad, and he looks at Jing'er, there is not much sadness, but it is a bit like some idea is desperate, and he has been hit, and he is pessimistic.There is no other better way, so I can only ask three or four times, so I can let the doctor prescribe the medicine and make do with it.A good cure is a blessing, and a bad cure is a fate.Jing'er's illness lingered on the sickbed for more than half a month, and she was sick all day, unable to speak, and unable to move her fingers.Don't talk about the side, but also say that there are a lot of acacia incense in the heart.She is already a "free person", and she followed Jing'er to Chai Hu Hutong, which was endowed with a special mission, and she turned her brain at the moment.Seeing that Yan Qian was not enthusiastic about the treatment, and was quite resigned to fate, she ran outside to cry, and said to a group of gossipy daughters-in-law and old women, "My young lady has been pampered since she was a child, she eats xxx, wears xxx, and has never been wronged."
I had a good life in Anfu, but the young master had to take the young lady back.After receiving it back, he refused to treat it well.It's just a weekday, but now that I'm sick like this, I don't seriously look for a doctor to treat it, so I just take a prescription and take medicine.These days, I'm getting sicker and sicker. ”Among them, Grandma Li and Grandma Wu had seen Jing'er's heavenly beauty, and they couldn't help but feel stunned when they heard the words, "Pity that fairy-like woman with a flower and moon" Some people believe it, and some people don't believe it.But Yan Jing was picked up for a few days, and she was so sick that she couldn't get out of bed, but it was true.People who believe in Yan Qian's character can't help but beat the drums psychologically, it is not that Yan Qian, who knows people and does not know his heart, looks hearty and generous, is a ruthless and even his sister will not let go of the seeds of suspicion, once planted, it will not be cleaned up.After Yan Qian learned from his friend, he was so angry that his muscles almost exploded.When he was in Anfu, he saw that Huaixiang was not a safe person, he was angry, and he was far inferior to the weak willow in terms of loyalty.And the deed of sale actually settled in her own hands, no matter what the calculation, he originally planned to sell Huaixiang immediately Jing'er's "illness and illness", which disrupted the plan.Now he is suffering from the "rumors" deliberately spread by Huaixiang.Everywhere he went, strange eyes followed him, and he didn't say a word, just staring, staring condemningly.This kind of depression, there is no way to argue, who can stand it, especially the bloody young man returned home, he looked gloomily at Huaixiang with a face of "Because you refused to save Miss, I am like this", and tried his best to suppress the churning fire of anger.No, he can't lose even the last demeanor.One master and one servant, a down-and-out aristocratic man who disdains to settle down and support himself, and a conspiracy woman who grew up in humility and has someone behind her, fights like fire and water.The six-year-old little sister, Zhen'er, who was ignored by everyone, looked left and right and ran into Jing'er's room.Huaixiang doesn't know where to go, the eldest brother has been in a bad mood for the past two days, and goes out with Brother Shaohua and Brother Xiaopeng every day, probably to find a doctor for her sister's illness.She walked very lightly, as if she was afraid of being disturbed, with tears in her eyes, and stood in front of the bed so quietly, looking at her sister on the hospital bed.Two days ago, my sister, who was still so beautiful, was now tortured by the disease, and a drop of crystal tears rolled down.Jing'er opened her eyes slightly and looked at the little girl without joy or sorrow."
Sister, sister" The thin Zhen'er grinned, the mouth without front teeth looked so ugly, Jing'er looked at her quietly, her eyes became softer and softer.Probably encouraged, Zhen'er's shoulders shook violently, and she sobbed, "Please don't die."
Sister, please don't die, don't get sick" "The eldest brother said, death is to go far, far away, Zhen'er will never see it.Sister, don't you leave, okay.Zhen'er likes you very much" Jing'er's fingers moved slightly.Zhen'er held it carefully, and her wet eyes were like fawn-like love.Halfway, Jing'er nodded.S: This article is a sweet article, and it definitely doesn't abuse the heroine.This chapter is the most abusive vote with a vote.,Write a comment on the tube without a vote.,Don't let the new book baby be too lonely Important notice of this site:Please use the free novel of this site,、Break anti-piracy、Update fast,Members synchronize the bookshelf,Please pay attention to the WeChat public account gegegengx press and hold for three seconds to copy and download the free reader t1706231537: