"Silly little, how did you do that?" Ink heart blue surprised way
Wang Mu wanted to think, I don’t know how to detect this magical problem in my mind after practicing Chunxiao magic.
"You are practicing magic, but it is a secret method of rejuvenation and health preservation."
"But after I practice, I found that if I practice in reverse, it can become a dead and vicious siddhi. Shou Yuan’s lack of people will die immediately after practice. The old man is very old … and he died after not practicing for long."
Ink heart blue immediately surprised after hearing.
"My master in Yaowanggu hasn’t told me this for so many years!"
She looked at the extraordinary splendour in the eyes of men.
……
somewhere
"Hum … it doesn’t seem to be fake … this Dan medicine is refined from another lovesick heartbroken flower, which can not only make me see your past … but also let me know your future …"
"You can drift drift punch even if it can be exactly the same …"
The light blue figure seems to see something pie mouth. "Then I want to see what you didn’t come to Yaowanggu at last. I agreed to join you …"
As she said, she gently stroked the lovesickness heartbroken flower and seemed to recall several thoughts. At that time, her cheeks were slightly red.
There is also a little fog in the eyes.
……
A few months later
"Brother Dongfang, what do you want me to do this time?"
"Plague … OK, I’ll solve it with you!"
Wang Mu invited Mo Xinlan to the city infected with the plague and solved the crisis after the Qi Palace. The plague in this city has not disappeared.
"Brother Dongfang, this plague poison seems to come from an older race … it’s very interesting. I didn’t expect it to appear here … aren’t you afraid I’m infected with the plague?"
"If you are infected with the plague, I will save you with my blood."
"Fool, what can your blood have?"
"yes"
"How do you seem to have a woman around you …"
"Who is that woman? Er … A friend. "
"Are you friends? I see how you are so close … "
"You are wrong …"
"Hum, I don’t believe it …"
A few days later, Mo Xinlan was developing an antidote to the plague, and she was really infected herself at the critical moment.
Wang Mu thinks about what he seems to have practiced. His blood has changed a little and can be saved …
So he cut the pulse and fed blood to help Moxinlan remove the toxin … and then developed an antidote to save many people in this city.
But Mo Xin Lan is weak even if it is good, and will be brought back to Yaowanggu for cultivation temporarily than Wang Mu can.
"Oriental elder brother I’m going to die …"
"You won’t die"
"Oh, you let me talk!"
"You say …"
"I’m dying, but I still have a wish. Our drug king Gu Cheng has a magical medicine that needs three special materials to refine. Can you help me find it?"
"I will help you find it!"
"Hey hey … I knew the Oriental elder brother would promise me … that you can listen to good …"
……
"At this time … is he still following that Nanbiyou?"
The light blue figure snorted. "That plague had something to do with her … I didn’t know it at that time … now I’m afraid I won’t live long … Hum, Brother Dongfang is my own person, and I don’t care about you!"
As she spoke, she seemed to recall what had happened in her mind …
Looking at her face slowly, it shows some sweetness, some anger and some shyness.
"In the tomb …"
At this moment, I seem to see something familiar …
She was slightly shocked.