In her previous life, in order to obtain high-quality Lihuoshi, she would collect various limestones to let the Chihuo sleep on it every day. When the Lihuoshi is completely formed, she would take them away and replace them with new ordinary stones.

The guy from Chihuo often squirted about her and accused her of surplus value of squeezing it.

Thinking of those happy times, Yun Qingyan felt like she was being stabbed by a needle. It was clearly a happy memory, because she was the only one left now, so she was also full of sorrow.

Di Jiuque silently held her hand, and the warmth of her fingertips passed along with her touching skin.

He didn't ask her what she was thinking.

The past is the past.

He is the only one who will be with her now and will be with her in the future.

Yun Qingyan held Emperor Jiuque and quickly calmed down.

"Lord Lian?"

She remembered that there was only one fire phoenix in the entire Nanming Realm.

Because Chihuo once complained to her, he might not be able to complete the task of racial reproduction in his life, because there is only one Chihuo Phoenix with pure bloodline in the entire Nanming Realm. The bloodlines of other Phoenix Clans are mottled and it doesn't look down on it.

And its tribe members are all in another plane.

Lord Lian was awakened and smiled awkwardly, "I didn't think of where Mo'er got this stone slab.

It seems he was carried by him a year ago.”

With busy affairs in the city and many descendants, how could he have so much energy to pay attention to a grandson who cannot speak?

"Mo'er, where did you get the stone slab in your hand?" asked Lord Lian.

Lian Mo was silent for a while, and finally started writing and drawing on the stone slab, "What Qiu Chuchu gave it to me."

Yun Qingyan almost figured out why this third young master Lian helped Qiu Chuchu.

As a person who cannot speak, he is born with disabilities. Although he is the son of the city lord, he is inevitably lonely.

At this time, there was a girl who was willing to get close to her and a noble saint in Sifang Pavilion. The other party was still concerned about her. After giving her such a convenient gift, she naturally felt something.

After the stone slab returned to its original state again, Lian Mo wrote again, "She didn't tell me the location of the materials."

"Yeah." Yun Qingyan nodded. She didn't believe Qiu Chuchu could get Li Huoshi.

This must have been brought to Qiu Chuchu by Qi Rao.

Could it be... Chihuo is not dead? Yun Qingyan suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, but reason told her that this was unrealistic.

At that time, Chihuo exploded in order to help her escape, leaving only a feather of Nirvana.

But...if she self-destructed that she was not dead, then is it possible that Chihuo, who is the Immortal Bird clan, is still alive?

Yun Qingyan was even more determined to go to Sifang Pavilion.

After City Lord Lian and the others left, Yu Dapang hugged the two crystal cards and started to laugh stupidly, "Hehe. I'm rich! I'm rich!"

Everyone was speechless one after another.

"Hey! Little fat man! Do you still sell soup?" Xingyuan, who was coveting the big chicken soup, began to cheer.

"Sell! You can't make a bastard if you have money!" Yu Dapang nodded repeatedly. When he was about to serve the soup, something was wrong. "Where is the soup? Is my soup?"

The chubby face looked confused.

Ji Weiran said quietly, "When you were holding your two million special Yuan Yu Sale, you were left by the Ba Laoduan."

Yu Dapang's face collapsed instantly

"I've suffered!"

Everyone looked at him together.
Chapter completed!