Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

Chapter 127 Only you know

Yu Han exclaimed and felt closer to the cultivators. It turned out that there was no difference between them.

"Hehe, actually I also have migraines in winter." Yu Han supported his face with his hands and smiled foolishly.

Shen Qing took her hand and said, "Headache is a simple matter. I will give you some spiritual power and I guarantee that you will not have a headache in the future."

"Really?" Yu Han was a little skeptical. The monks themselves would have headaches, so how could they be cured?

A warmth came from his wrist, and Yu Han felt as if he was in a hot spring, and all the pores in his body opened up comfortably.

"Hmm." Yu Han couldn't help but stand up and said in surprise: "I feel like I have endless energy now!"

"If you carry this talisman with you, it can ward off evil and avoid disasters." Shen Qing handed her a folded yellow talisman. Yu Han took it and the yellow talisman burned her when it fell into her hand.

Yu Han's hand trembled and he almost threw it away.

However, Shen Qing clearly saw the shadow of magic on Yu Han.

really……

The talisman became normal except that it was a little hot at the beginning.

Yu Han put it in his arms, "It was so hot just now..."

Shen Qing laughed, "That's the talisman working."

Yu Han patted his chest and carefully pinched the front of his shirt, "I will take good care of it."

"As long as I carry it, I won't be unlucky, right?"

Shen Qing's eyes moved from her wrist to her face, "Of course."

Yu Han lowered his head shyly, mustered up the courage to come up and gently hug Shen Qing, then quickly moved away, "Thank you, you are such a good person."

"I think so too." Shen Qing accepted the compliment without hesitation.

Seeing her like that, Yu Han smiled knowingly, "By the way, I can't take your talisman for nothing. This is the monthly allowance I saved..."

As she spoke, she took out the original purse and handed it to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing raised her hand to stop her, "No need to pay..."

Yu Han was anxious, "How can that be possible? No reward without merit..."

Shen Qing raised his eyes and looked into hers. She said, "I don't need money. If you want to repay me, I would like to ask you for some information."

"To get information? Me?"

Shen Qing nodded. Yes, it was you, the flower slave who cultivated the dead rose in the Chi Mansion.

Everything he raises dies and he is plagued by bad luck, but he can still make the dead milfoil grow so luxuriantly, which is also very rare.

Yu Han sat down, a little embarrassed, "But I seldom go out, and I know very little. Asking me may not yield any results."

Shen Qing curled his lips meaningfully, "That's not necessarily true..."

She straightened her upper body, propped her arms on the table, and approached Yu Han, "Only you know this."

The distance between the two of them suddenly became very close, and Yu Han accidentally glanced at Shen Qing's red lips, and she blushed instantly.

His eyes quickly turned to the side, but his continuously blinking eyelashes still showed his owner's panic.

"That..." It's so close. Yu Han felt her face burning, and her eyes unconsciously moved back to look at Shen Qing's lips.

It's moist and bright red, so beautiful.

Shen Qing noticed that the other person's eyes were fixed on her mouth. She felt a little strange for a moment. She wiped her lips subconsciously and asked, "Is there something dirty on my mouth?" No, she didn't eat today, so when did it get on her mouth?

Yu Han's face turned even redder.