Juvenile Medical God

On the big bed of the hotel, curl up on the chest of Qin Lang like a beautiful kitten, and use your finger to draw a circle in the chest of Qinlang: "Yes, how do you know that the sect will send someone to deal with the old Lama?"

Qin Lang smiled and responded with psychic force: "Because the news that Tuyu Gus met with me was passed to the shadow troops."

There are a few poisonous slaves around Qin Lang. They have been sending some innocence messages to their superiors. Now it is a major message to the superiors. This news is that Tuyu Gushang and Qin Lang met, and Dinner with Qin Lang. With this news, the people of the shadow force will of course make the quickest response, and then agree that the best way is to kill the Tufan master and blame Qin Lang.

As for the reasons, it is not difficult to imagine re-election: If Tu Gu is a Qinlang friend and is ready to help Qin Lang, then killing Tufan is to cut off the wings of Qin Lang; even if Tu Gu is not going to help Qin Lang, After killing the Tufan master, he can also blame Qin Lang, causing a fight between Tantric and the poison sect, and the sect can watch the play.

"How, if you are a man of the sect, I am afraid I will make this decision?" Qin Lang asked Ren Mei.

"You really are bad!" Ren Meijiao laughed. "The people of the sect must be mad at the lungs. Oh, it’s a bunch of idiots! - Hey, that old lama is so powerful, actually still with the phoenix Jiaojiao war, you see you, not even an old lama."

"How, dissatisfied? Then it is no longer a second time?" Qin Lang smirked.

The next day, Tufan’s spirit was shaken and the instrument was out of the room. After breakfast, he died with Qin Lang.

However, before the teacher’s resignation, Tuyu’s master got a Qin Yuan’s increase in strength. Although the Tufan master was not a martial artist, he could not give him more power, but Zeng Yuandan could supplement the strength of the old lama. Let him live for a few more years. Otherwise, according to the performance of the old lama last night, I am afraid that after two or three years, I will die.

Although the Tuyu Master is not a martial artist, he is also a person who has seen the world. He knows that this Yuandan is not a good thing, so he assured Qinlang: "Qin protects the law, I am relieved that you are doing things. You are the Guardian of the Tantric. This is a fact that no one can change. The people of Xianzong want to move you, that is, deliberately provoke our Tantra and cause two battles!"

Qin Lang didn't know how much the Tufan Gus's guarantee was, but at least he could let the sects of the sects of the sects count the amount of money, and Qin Lang's pressure would be much smaller.

Just when Qin Lang and Tufan were the brothers and sisters, in a Guojia house in Beijing, an old morale had to smash the jade screen in front of him, because his plan had been crushed by Qin Lang.

Qin Lang succeeded in giving the man of the sect a "pit", but he also paid a price because the people of the shadow force may have suspected that their spies were "rebelled" by Qin Lang, but compared to this loss, Qin Lang got The benefits are more. Qin Lang knows that the relationship between the sect and the sect is good, so the relationship between the esoteric and the sect is certainly not very good. Now the person of the sect is actually trying to get rid of a master of the ancestors who holds the real power. This is simply not to declare war on the ancestors. Although there may not be a real battle between the sect and the esoteric, there is no doubt that hatred between the two has already occurred.

In addition, the Tufan Master affirmed that Qin Lang is the identity of the Emperor of the Ancestral Temple, which means that the people of Xianzong want to deal with Qin Lang, they must consider the possibility of friction with Tantric. In this way, even the masters of the sect of the sect, there will be some scruples, so that Qin Lang can get more time for himself and the poison sect.

Qin Lang will not pin his hopes on others, but what he lacks most is time.

It takes time to raise the bloodlines for the poisonous insects. It takes time to refine the alchemy in large quantities. It takes time to train the reserve talents of the poisonous sects... Many things take time.

Fortunately, everything is on the right track now, and the worst is over.

As long as Qin Lang does not leave Pingchuan, with his current strength and some relations with him and Mozong and Tantric, I am afraid that few people dare to move him.

After the people of the sect and the shadow troops were pitted, Qin Lang finally managed to pass a National Day.

Because there were too many people traveling on the National Day and the road was too crowded, Qin Lang was wisely not traveling, but stayed in Anrong City. When she saw the female driver who was blocked in the highway and cried, Qin Lang was shameless. Some gloating in the land.

But when Qin Lang’s classmates gloated, they accidentally received a call from a person—

Jiang Xueqing.

After seeing the caller ID on the mobile phone, after Qin Lang gave a slight glimpse, it only darkened the answer button, and then he heard Jiang Xueqing's familiar and some distant sounds sounded: "Qin Lang, can't you think of me?"

"Oh... thrifty and happy." Qin Lang smiled. "The weather in Beijing should be good. Have you gone out to play?"

"I am not in Beijing."

"No?"

"I am at the train station, can you pick me up? It is not good to take a taxi." Jiang Xueqing said.

"Really?" Qin Lang had some doubts, but the heart inexplicably accelerated and jumped, as if deep inside is expecting something.

When Jiang Xueqing went to Beijing to go to school, Qin Lang also fell into his own troubles. Sometimes he thought of Jiang Xueqing, but when she thought of her pure water-like clear eyes and bright face, Qin Lang felt that she was somewhat shameless because she was already "harmful." "A few girls, since Jiang Xueqing went to the capital, then let her fly far and fly high."

But at this time, after receiving a phone call from Jiang Xueqing, Qin Lang found that he was not shocked.

With a complex emotion, Qin Lang came to the railway station and saw Jiang Xueqing standing at the exit. Jiang Xueqing has a long white dress with long hair fluttering, looking forward to the square with a look of hope, seems to be waiting for the emergence of Qin Lang.

Qin Lang hurried away, was about to pick up Jiang Xueqing, and suddenly saw a small thief next to Jiang Xueqing, slamming down the shoulder bag on her shoulder. Since it was seen by Qin Lang, this little thief naturally could not escape. Qin Lang took the air and grabbed it. The little thief was stunned by something, and suddenly fell to the ground. Qin Lang caught up in three or two steps and took the bag back. Then handed it to Jiang Xueqing.

The thief who had been stumbled did not slip away. Instead, he came over to Qin Lang and smiled and said: "Hey, do you paralyze the hero to save the beauty? Is it my mother to let your hero save the beauty - Laozi kills you!"

The thief lit up a bright knife and suddenly stunned the people around Qin Lang away. The thief said proudly: "I know the point, leave the wallet and shoulder bag to Laozi, otherwise today Lao Tzu lets you know what a three-knife and six-hole!"

Snapped!

Qin Lang ignored the short knife in the hands of the thief, and went straight to the front of the slap in the face, suddenly the thief's mouth full of teeth fell half.