Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Mubai knows that after a series of changes, the male lord has become very good now, even if it is a monk, if it is destroyed overnight Lost and repaired, I am afraid that I am not crazy, I just can’t open it.

The feast is quite good, not only that, in the face of many hardships, choose tolerate. I don't know whether such a temper is good or bad, but what is certain is that such a person, if there is an opportunity, can make a big difference in the realm of comprehension.

Thinking this way, Shen Mubai did not rush to leave, but sat down.

The feast of the feast moved the chopsticks, and looked up at the opposite person. When the line of sight touched the oil stain on the sleeve, it was slightly stunned, and then the eyelids were closed, and the dishes were picked up in a quiet manner.

Shen Mubai did not know what she was exposed at this time, and the tone maintained the indifferent temperature. "Teach the teacher to cure your spiritual roots."

Although I have been aware of it in my heart, from this population, the feast is inevitably looked up.

Shen Mubai looked at him with his dark scorpion and did not avoid it. "If it is three months later, you will reshape the roots and enter the foundation, and give the teacher a place to enter the small secret."

The hand holding the chopsticks was slightly tightened, and the feast of the feast was sighed. "Master, it’s just a waste, and it’s hard for you."

His tone is very calm, as if it is just a matter of others.

Shen Mubai really can't figure out why the man is now like a stagnant water, or he has abandoned himself. She screams, "If you have any use, you should always try to know."

The feast did not speak, and he silently caught the dishes in the plate and continued to eat.

His movements were not fast, but after a while, the things on the table were wiped out.

Shen Mubai’s eyes were gratified, but his face was not revealed. He just said, “Now, in addition to the daily medicated bath, the teacher will tell you to do other things.”

The feast of silence listened to the things that she opened the dynasty. Every time the other person said something, the more his eyes looked deeper.

Shen Mubai didn't notice it. He took out something from the storage bag and threw it in front of the other party. "This is a fire stone. Just wear it on your body and you won't suffer from those coldness at night."

The feast looked down at the object, then reached out and took it up. The original cold body warmed up in a flash.

Shen Mubai saw that he was willing to accept it, and he was relieved. "It’s not too early. Let’s see you again tomorrow. Remember, those who explain what you are doing, don’t fall, or you will give up.”

When her figure disappeared into the bamboo house, the feast only picked up the heavy black scorpion, holding the fire stone in her hand, and she could not see anything on the face.

In this way, after a few days in the medicated bath, Shen Mubai changed another prescription.

The efficacy of this recipe can be stronger, but fortunately, even if the feast is lost, the bottom of the body is not so bad, and it can still be patient.

And those who are confessed by Shen Mubai are nothing more than daily meditating and meditation, and dispelling distracting thoughts.

Perhaps for other mortals, these requirements may be difficult, but for the feast of the feast, it is not difficult.

Shen Mubai is nothing more than fear that the other person feels that he is teasing him. After all, rebuilding the roots and building the foundation for three months is simply a fantasy, even if the most talented genius in the realm of cultivation is not necessarily able to do so.

Once the other person thinks that he is playing around with him, then naturally he will not put these things in his heart and talk about success.

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