Thinking of it, Yang Qing decided to ask herself in person, so she looked at her meaningfully and said, "Little girl, if you weren't jealous."

"No, I hate it, young master." Qiao'er turned her head shyly.

"Ha ha."

There was an affair, Pipixia looked at the two of them and showed such an expression.

"Ah! Young Master, you are injured." A scream rang out in a big house, which was the house where Yang Qing lived.

"You only realized how dull you are." Pipixia glanced at Qiao'er. They had been pounding the young master's shoulders and pouring tea for so long, but the girl discovered the wound on the young master's body. Is her eyes blind?

But Pipixia naturally didn't know that since the beginning, Qiao'er's attention has been on him, the extra person. When she heard Yang Qing say that she was a new servant, she came to help her, even more so.

"A mere minor injury, no obstacle." Yang Qing stopped and then pouted, "That's strange, you two, go and prepare medicinal bath immediately, and ask for the best ones."

"Yes! Young Master."

"Yes, Master."

Qiaoer and Pipixia left solemnly and went to prepare the medicine bath immediately. The two of them were indeed efficient in doing things. In the past, Yang Qing was injured and the medicine bath, Qiaoer had to work alone for half a day, but now with help, it took only one hour to get a big bucket of hot medicine bath freshly out.

Yang Qing glanced at Qiao'er and said to himself: I saw it, I am for your own good, don't be grateful.

Qiao'er, who lowered her head slightly, secretly raised her eyes and looked at Yang Qing with a complicated expression.

Yang Qing took off her clothes in a few seconds and stepped into the bathtub. Qiao'er had quietly turned her face and her ears turned red. She usually helped Yang Qing wipe her back and change her clothes. Yang Qing saw a lot of naked body, but even though she saw it so many times, she still blushed and her heart beat hard.

The wheat-colored healthy skin, the body with even muscles, the deep eyes as deep as a pond, the black and shiny hair, the heroic nose bridge...

When he was in the bath, Yang Qing felt relieved all over his body. The potion gradually penetrated into slightly opened pores, slowly healing the necrotic tissues, which made Yang Qing very enjoyable.

"You two can go out." Yang Qing closed his eyes and said casually.

Qiaoer and Pipixia retreated.

The injuries caused by the battle with the Black Ghost were gradually healed as the medicine power was gradually healed. After Qiaoer and Pipixia retreated, Yang Qing opened his eyes and looked at the Dragon Eater Blade that was placed aside. He seemed to be impatient and said to himself: "When you finish taking the medicine bath, you will try the power of this knife."

Time passes by quickly, like a blink of an eye.

After two hours of medicine bath, Yang Qing's injuries had recovered. After putting on her clothes, Yang Qing took the Dragon Eater Blade, pushed the door open and walked out.

The weather is clear and the sun is shining.

In the backyard, this huge venue is the place where Yang Qing always must come to every day. His hardworking and diligent time passed by here. There was a huge rock in the backyard. At this moment, Yang Qing walked directly to the huge rock, and then suddenly pulled out the Dragon-Devouring Blade.

A scary sharp edge suddenly flashed. Yang Qing took a step back, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and then exerted force in vain, slashing straight downward with all his might, without making any sound. The rock was neatly divided into two, falling down to both sides, like a piece of tofu tug-of-war by a wire.
Chapter completed!