From the carriage not far away, Fu Dong's voice was heard crying with joy.

Master Huanglong put away the magic weapon and the main elixir, and went to check it out with Lu Changan.

"Master...Master, I forgive my disciple for his incompetence and failure to save Huanglong Mountain."

In the carriage, Fu Xuemei opened her eyelids, her face still pale, but when she wanted to get up, her whole body felt weak and there was a dull pain in her abdomen.

"It's hard to go against the general trend. You've done your best. Take a good rest first."

Mr. Huang Long has a kind smile, and the wrinkles on his face have a cracked, aged look.

Lu Changan remained silent at the side.

Fu Xuemei looked at him with a pair of ethereal beautiful eyes and said happily:

"Friend Lu Dao, the last time I saw you was sixty years ago. A few years ago, I wanted to meet you for a chat, but there was no suitable time."

About fifteen years ago, Lu Changan had dealt with Fu Xuemei as Junior Brother Cheng.

At that time, Fu Xuemei even acted as his "protector" by mistake. In the end, he traded inferior crystal condensation pills for genuine crystal condensation pills, allowing Fu Xuemei to achieve the lowest quality true elixir.

"When I saw him today, Daoist Lu was still young and elegant. He was raising turtles and planting grass in Wuqi Mountain. He was so content and contented that he was enviable."

Looking at the man in white whose appearance had not changed, Fu Xuemei seemed to have returned to the scene she had experienced in Master Hua's mansion in Huanglong Fairy City more than sixty years ago.

What happened back then went against her original intention and even left flaws in her state of mind.

"Master Fu is ridiculous! Lu is unchangeable because he is stuck in his own ways. No one can compare with Master Fu. Not only is he as beautiful as before, he has become a real elixir queen, and he is even more magnificent."

Although Lu Changan meant it as a compliment, he was telling the truth.

Fu Xuemei is younger than Zhao Siyao, and she formed pills earlier, so she looks almost like a twenty-year-old young woman.

Due to the addition of alchemy cultivation, his style is even better than before.

"If the impression of Xuemei in Fellow Daoist Lu's heart is as good as what you say, the little girl will have no regrets."

Fu Xuemei's pale snowy face was slightly tinged with blood, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Lu Changan secretly wondered whether this woman had some keen intuition and doubted herself back then.

"Just now, was it Friend Lu who saved me?"

Fu Xuemei changed the topic and guessed.

"Sister, how do you know?"

Fu Dong looked surprised.

Fu Xuemei had just woken up, and while she was in coma, she had no idea of ​​the destination of her trip.

"I just got the guidance of my respected master to help Master Fu use the secret medicine in his body to stabilize his injury."

Lu Changan said modestly.

"Friend Lu, I forgive Xuemei for not getting up to thank you for saving your life."

Fu Xuemei said with a solemn expression.

During her coma, her consciousness fell into darkness, and she once sensed a hint of green warmth, as if coming from an evergreen ancient tree, endlessly growing, echoing her true elixir.

"Master Fu is so polite. Senior Huanglong has already paid the reward. Even if I don't take action, you can get through this safely."

Lu Changan understood that Master Huanglong still had one chance to take action.

This move is essentially a transaction, not a life-saving favor.

The third-level spiritual wood and the third-level puppet inheritance given by Master Huang Long were all he needed.

"Little friend Lu, you seem to be older than Xuemei?"

Master Huang Long suddenly spoke.

Lu Changan nodded, feeling ashamed and said: "In order of attainment, Lu is a bit older and cannot be compared with Zhenren Fu."

"Haha! Little friend Lu, there is no need to be self-effacing. You and Xuemei have known each other for a long time. We owe each other a favor and owe you a favor. This kind of cause and effect cannot be considered as a backup of the cultivation level."

"Master's words make sense. Fellow Taoist Lu, you don't need to refer to me as 'Master Fu' every time. You and I should be treated as equals."

Fu Xuemei quickly understood what Master meant.

Lu Changan had no objection to this. He was an equal, and he was not the one who suffered anyway.

"Xuemei, this kind of cause and effect is comparable to the grace of reincarnation for your siblings. You should call fellow Daoist Lu a big brother."

Huang Long's expression was serious and his tone was serious.

Fu Xuemei was startled for a moment, her ethereal and lonely beautiful eyes fell on Lu Changan's face, and she said softly:

"I've met Brother Lu."

Although she didn't know the master's intention of doing this, Fu Xuemei did not reject it.

For a female true elixir cultivator to address her so gently and respectfully, and it was Fu Xuemei, the unattainable Earth Spirit Genius at that time.

Lu Changan felt his scalp numb.

"I can't do it, I can't do it."

He looked slightly flustered, and he probably guessed the intention of Master Huang Long.

Glancing at the orchid in the empty valley, the female True Alchemy cultivator was weak.
Chapter completed!