Chapter 8 You can literally fry an egg

Ning Zhao looked at Chu Yu in confusion and saw Chu Yu taking out a long cloth bag from behind.

"It turns out there is a sword inside this cloth bag!"

Chu Yu silently opened the layered cloth bag and pulled out an epee from it. The epee was completely black, with complex patterns carved on the hilt, and a faint light emitted from the scabbard.

Ning Zhao touched the sword and did not expect that the appearance of Chu Yu's sword was very inconsistent with his own style.

The sickly and frail-looking young man stood on the top of the mountain with a black heavy sword on his back. Such a contrast... Ning Zhao shook his head and threw this strange scene out of his head.

"Sister, is something wrong?"

Chu Yu put away his sword and looked at Ning Zhao with a calm expression.

Ning Zhao coughed lightly, "Ahem, a vision just fell from the sky, did you see it?"

Chu Yu shook his head and said, "I was meditating in the room just now and didn't notice anything going on outside."

Ning Zhao exclaimed, took out the inner disciple's clothes from his storage bag and handed them to Chu Yu, "Master is a little busy and didn't have time to get them."

Chu Yu pursed his lips, took the clothes, nodded, and said softly: "Thank you, senior sister."

Ning Zhao looked at the big green characters on Chu Yu's head and silently shed a handful of bitter tears for himself in his heart.

The best way to thank me is to increase my intimacy level, rather than standing up to this 5 with green light!

Woo hoo hoo... Ning Zhao thought that he was struck by lightning and was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and he felt that his whole body was not good.

She returned to her small room in despair, looked at the broken light and sighed secretly.

"Junior sister Ning?"

Someone knocked on the door of the cabin, and Ning Zhao stepped forward and opened the door.

The man standing outside the door was wearing the white clothes of an inner disciple, with a white jade crown in his hair, and a fish-shaped ring on his waist. On the left side of his belt was a knife studded with gems, and on the right side was a silk storage bag.

Like a god.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Senior Brother Ye?"

[Ding dong! Ye Tianhe, the male protagonist of the original plot, has been detected.]

[Ning Zhao, in order not to be discovered by Tiandao, the system requires you to maintain the vicious female supporting character in the original plot.]

Ye Tianhe watched quietly as Ning Zhao's expression on the opposite side changed from confusion to weirdness to tears. He couldn't help but ask: "Junior Sister Ning, what's wrong?"

Ning Zhao said that I just want to be quiet. Good guy, the tasks assigned to me by this system are increasing. Now I have to maintain the vicious female supporting character in the original plot? I admire the male protagonist while hating the female protagonist?

No, buddy, are you okay? I want to show my admiration for the male protagonist Ye Tianhe, so how do I attack Chu Yu? Is it possible that Chu Yu likes flirtatious women?

"Nothing, senior brother, why did you come to Xiaozhu Peak?" Ning Zhao suppressed his thoughts and turned to look at Ye Tianhe. He is indeed the male protagonist of the original plot. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are full of heaven. At first glance, he is an upright disciple of a famous family.

Ye Tianhe shook his head and didn't ask any questions. He took out a round, apple-like red fruit from his storage bag and handed it to Ning Zhao.

"Fire Spirit Fruit."

The original owner Ning Zhao participated in the trial last month and was bitten by an ice spider to save his outer disciples. He had to endure the cold poison for a month. Although the cold poison would not have any impact on Ning Zhao's cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

But it is also indispensable to feel the cold and stinging pain on the body.

The Fire Spirit Fruit can resolve cold poison. The original owner Ning Zhao knew it, and Ye Tianhe naturally knew it too. He happened to see the Fire Spirit Fruit during this experience, and thinking of Ning Zhao's previous injury, he picked it back for her.

Ning Zhao didn’t know if the original owner was moved or not, but she was really moved at this moment!

There is a reason why Ye Tianhe is the male lead! He is so kind, who can be the male lead if he is not the male lead!

Ning Zhao looked at Ye Tianhe's gentle face and almost shed tears. Because of the cold poison, she always felt so cold at night these days that she couldn't sleep. Who knows this kind of pain!

"Thank you, senior brother!" Ning Zhao was not polite to Ye Tianhe, smiled gratefully at him, and reached out to take the Fire Spirit Fruit.

Ye Tianhe pursed his lips and asked softly: "I heard from the junior brothers... Junior sister seems to have encountered a thunderstorm today?"

"Yes, but it doesn't matter."

Ning Zhao nodded, but he was roaring incompetently in his heart. Sure enough, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. It seems like everyone in the sect knows that she was struck by lightning today!

Ye Tianhe seemed a little unconvinced. He raised his eyes and looked at Ning Zhao from top to bottom, confirming that Ning Zhao was indeed not injured. He said warmly: "I heard that the streamer is broken. If you need me, junior sister, you can call me to go with you."

Sword Tomb."

Ning Zhao has watched "Ascension to the Immortal Sect" and naturally knows that Ye Tianhe has the kind of temperament that cares about all the people in the world. At this time, she will not feel that Ye Tianhe is giving her special treatment. Of course, she believes that if the person standing here is different,

Ye Tianhe would probably say the same thing.

Ning Zhao sighed and said in a deep voice: "No -" No, thank you, senior brother.

[Dingdong, you are a vicious female supporting character who silently loves the male protagonist. How can you refuse the male protagonist's kindness? Please say your line "That's great, thank you, senior brother!"]

So Ning Zhao pulled an awkward smile from his face and changed his tone, "I wonder if I can choose a suitable sword this time. I heard that senior brother is already in the late stage of Jindan. That's great. Thank you, senior brother!

"

Hoho, since you can't avoid it, then outwit it!

Bring more people with you when you go to the Sword Tomb in the next two days, so that you won't have the chance to be alone with the male protagonist. She is not interested in the female protagonist's man.

"In that case, I will go back to Qingya Mountain to hand in the mission first. If anything happens to me, junior sister, you can use the sound transmission jade to contact me."

Ye Tianhe nodded slightly, stepped on the spiritual sword and rode the wind, looking very immortal in his fluttering white clothes.

Ning Zhao smacked his lips and was about to close the door and go into the house to eat the fire spirit fruit when the cabin next to him creaked and Chu Yu came out.

"Junior brother?"

Ning Zhao glanced at it suspiciously. At this time, Chu Yu's hair was messy, his face was flushed, his lips were pale and bloodless, and his steps were a little shaky. He looked like... he seemed to be sick?

She quickly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to support Chu Yu.

"Is this... catching the wind and cold?"

Ning Zhao muttered, Chu Yu's condition really didn't look good at the moment. If he was normally sober, he wouldn't be leaning on him.

"Junior brother, I will help you back to your room now."

So Chu Yu, who had just walked out of the room, was helped back by Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao looked around for a week. The cabin was empty. There was only a bed, a box and a set of tables and chairs. If it weren't for the bedding on the bed, he wouldn't have believed there was anyone living here.

It’s really too crude!

Ning Zhao thought to himself that he would have to buy some furniture for Chu Yu next time. His room was really too empty, and he didn't know if the child had no money to buy it.

She asked Chu Yu to lie down slowly on the bed, unfolded the neatly folded quilt and covered him.

"Do you have a fever?"

Ning Zhao touched his forehead, and then stretched out his hand to touch Chu Yu's forehead.

"Why is it so hot!" To exaggerate, Chu Yu's forehead was so hot that it could fry an egg! It is estimated that in modern times, the fever has reached over 40 degrees.

Ning Zhao poured out all the medicine bottles in the storage bag and picked through a pile of labeled porcelain bottles.

"Rejuvenation Pill." This is a medicine that prolongs life.

"Pearl tablets?" This is for beauty.

"Um...seven pills a night?" This is...

Part of the description of appearance in this chapter refers to ancient texts.
Chapter completed!