Chapter 518

When Ye Chen learned that he was injured, he immediately handed over a jade box.

Fan Qinghe couldn't help but smile.

Obviously, the Holy Son was giving himself healing medicine.

But because Ye Chen is outstanding and superior.

Fan Qinghe didn't want to ask for anything from Ye Chen except what he wanted to suck.

She was deeply afraid of causing Ye Chen's displeasure.

So Fan Qinghe immediately shook his head with a smile and waved his hand to refuse: "Thank you, Holy Son, for your kindness..."

"But I think my injury is not serious. It can be cured within half a year. The medicine that the Holy Son can produce must be extremely precious. There is no need to waste it on such a trivial matter. Please take it back!"

However, Ye Chen shook his head: "I don't want you to feel it, I want me to feel it!"

With that said, Ye Chen forcefully stuffed the jade box into Fan Qinghe's body.

Fan Qinghe was stunned when he heard Ye Chen's domineering remarks.

The beautiful eyes are overflowing with light, as bright as peach blossoms.

Even if you don’t know how sincere Ye Chen’s words are.

But being said like this makes people really happy.

She rolled her eyes at Ye Chen with an irritated look, took out the jade box that she had clamped, and slowly opened the lid.

The moment the box was opened, golden light shone out.

The breath of endless life flows.

Fan Qinghe looked at the golden peaches in it, his mouth instantly opened to the size of Ye Chen, his eyes were full of incredible.

"This...is this the Holy Fruit of the Flesh Immortal Root?"

Fan Qinghe's voice was trembling.

When Ye Chen heard this, he smiled slightly: "There is only one left in the inheritance, which is suitable for healing the goddess."

Different women, different treatment.

Such as Senior An, Master, etc. have completely gained my trust.

Of course, you can openly show your immortal roots to them and touch them if you want.

But like Fan Qinghe, the relationship is basically maintained by interests.

Then it should be hidden.

After all, immortal roots are precious.

There are eight of them in my place. If word spreads, I am afraid that it will attract countless pursuits and make the whole world an enemy.

Although his identity as the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven is false.

But when it comes to taking out treasures and giving them as gifts, it is the most reasonable explanation.

For example, the Holy Art of Flat Peach belongs to the fighting clan among all clans.

It disappeared in the first year of the Emperor of Heaven, and it was said that it might have been stolen by the Emperor of Heaven.

As a heir, it makes sense for him to have a few fruits.

Fan Qinghe's pretty face, as delicate as syrup, was covered with colorful clouds, and his little hands were trembling: "This is too precious and too wasteful!"

"This flat peach is an irreversible injury to the physical body. If you drop one of it, it will instantly restore you to the original state."

"I am completely unworthy of such a minor injury!"

"Holy Son, please take it back!"

Fan Qinghe was really moved now.

The fruit of the Immortal Root is so precious.

If a cultivator is lucky enough to get the component, they will treasure it and regard it as a trump card.

But he was only slightly injured, so Ye Chen took it out without hesitation.

It can be seen that he really feels sorry for himself.

However, Ye Chen didn't seem to hear Fan Qinghe's rejection at all.

With a wave of his hand, the flat peach rose into the air.

Ye Chen tapped his fingers, and the golden skin of the flat peach peeled off completely, revealing the tender and delicious flesh inside.

"The skin of the flat peach has been peeled off and cannot be preserved. If you don't eat it, it will be wasted!"

Ye Chen smiled tenderly and sent the pulp to Fan Qinghe.

And this undoubtedly moved Fan Qinghe even more.

The Holy Son took out the flat peach because he really wanted to eat it.

Just like giving myself the enlightenment tea leaves before.

Fan Qinghe picked it up with his bare hands, for fear of missing a little juice, and tasted it very delicately.

Seeing Ye Chen holding the golden peel and about to throw it away, Fan Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened: "Son, what are you going to do?"

Ye Chen was stunned: "I lost the peel!"

Ye Chen has a little problem. He doesn't like to eat the skin of fruits.

So before eating peaches, I always threw away the skin.

Fan Qinghe's eyes widened, showing how could you be so wasteful and wasteful.

He quickly took it from Ye Chen's hand, opened his small mouth and ate the peel carefully.

Then I saw some juice on Ye Chen's finger, and he carefully cleaned it up like a kitten licking water.

Then I continued to eat the pulp.

After eating the pulp, he flexibly cleaned up all the remaining pulp in the middle of the peach pit lines, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Fan Qinghe did not throw away the peach core. He looked at Ye Chen carefully and asked: "Holy Son, I think the peach core material is unusual. Maybe it can be kept to refine Taoist weapons..."

"But the peach kernels in the peach core must also have miraculous effects. How can I remove the peach kernels without damaging the peach core itself?"

Fan Qinghe perfectly showed Ye Chen the correct way for ordinary immortal cultivators to eat the immortal root fruit.

Ye Chen felt deeply guilty for his previous waste.

Mainly because there are too many, so I really don’t cherish them that much.

Nowadays, Fan Qinghe's body is filled with delicate and invisible pores, and dense essence is constantly flowing out.

The originally pale face became extremely rosy.

The whole person seemed to be a little brighter.

As for the previous injuries, they have long since disappeared.

This was expected by Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen was mainly thinking about the way Fan Qinghe had just eaten a peach.

It's obviously a normal way to eat peaches, but it's very charming.

And it’s really flexible. The texture of the peach core is very delicate and can be cleaned so cleanly.

It really made Ye Chen unable to help but think about it.

Strong fire.

But I have some business to do today, so I’ll talk about purging the fire later.

…

After swallowing it all, Fan Qinghe felt that he had never felt better.

Not only has the injury recovered, but the physical body has even improved.

She looked at Ye Chen with her beautiful eyes. In addition to being moved and happy, she no longer had the slightest worry or hesitation she had before.

It was because I didn't keep up with my cultivation before, but now I'm forcing myself to smoke.

First, the loss rate will be too high.

Ten percent of yin and yang energy, you may only get 70 percent.

Secondly, one’s own cultivation is not perfect.

Most of the yin and yang energy absorbed will be used to improve one's own cultivation.

But this will consume a lot of yin and yang energy.

Later, during transformation, there may not be enough yin and yang energy available.

This leads to imperfect transformation, or even no transformation at all.

Thus wasting the opportunity for a second change.

And the second reason for worry.

Ye Chen and Yi Qingwu, the saint of heaven's will, are not clear about it.

Although Fan Qinghe is very confident in his appearance, body and temperament, he believes that no man can resist his charm.

But as the number one female fairy, Yi Qingwu must have extraordinary charm.

Ye Chen asked for it but couldn't get it.

The thing about splitting the Son of Providence in half in anger.

Fan Qinghe was worried about whether Ye Chen had moved on to someone else.

Will he still be obedient to himself and give everything he has like last time?

But now a flat peach is delivered.

All Fan Qinghe's worries were dispelled.

Ye Chen felt so sorry for himself.

How could he reject himself because of another woman?

Ye Chen like this is always worthy of his trust.

It is Ye Chen who wants him now.

I won’t resist it either.

Because, although Ye Chen is a descendant of the Emperor of Heaven, he is only an inheritance.

As for his character, he is definitely not comparable to those shameless prostitutes like the Emperor of Heaven!

…

then.

Fan Qinghe looked at Ye Chen with affection in his eyes: "Holy Son, you practice too fast, my cultivation can't keep up with you!"

"I wonder if you can wait for me for a few years. I will work hard to practice and never delay the Holy Son for too long!"

She thought that Ye Chen would definitely agree.

However, in front of her, Ye Chen shook his head without hesitation: "No!"

Fan Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened...

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