The Story of a Crazy Miracle Doctor

Lin Lang, who was standing next to him, saw his old friend eating deflated, gave him a sympathetic glance, and quickly acted as an old peacemaker, "Okay, okay, all come, do you still say what they do?" The words fell and looked at Mu Xiu Yao, "Mr. Mu, your master is also good for you. But you are right, this man really can't be afraid of his head."

"Everything made you say, which side are you on?" Feng Ling stared at him, his face slightly slow.

Although he complained on his lips, he knew in his heart that thanks to Lin Lang in the middle and the mud, he could keep his face and not be too embarrassed.

Speaking of it, it's really a misfortune!

The apprentice did not leave him a face at all.

Obviously, I looked at the honest guys on weekdays, but I didn't expect a mouth to be so powerful. How dare he use the words he said to stop his mouth.

He hurt him in vain.

Lin Lang knew early on what kind of person his old friend was, and he was the one who said that he would "face his life and suffer from death".

Don't look at ordinary fashion, it's very cold, the appearance of a fairy style is actually very mentally naive, it is an old child.

The two people have been able to get along for so many years, and confession is entirely their own credit.

If he is really true to him, Bacheng will either be mad at himself or annoy him, and he will never be at peace for so many years.

With a sigh in his heart, Lin Lang grinned heartlessly and patted his shoulder, "Okay, so many people look at it, don't embarrass the junior. You don't always want to take your baby Does the apprentice find a place to experience it? No, this is the opportunity?"

"……Humph."

Feng Ling's cold hum, let Mu Jingli produce an arrogant meaning.

Seeing him sternly put his eyes away, he quickly extended his thumbs towards Lin Lang and praised with his mouth: Gao.

Sure enough, I have been a good friend for so many years. I'm afraid that only Master Lin can get the wind of Master Feng in this world.

I saw Lin Lang blinked and coughed, then stretched his face and taught Mu Xiuyao: "Sorry to apologize to your master?"

After finishing talking, he kept his eyes on the opposite side, fearing that others would not see it.

Such an exaggerated expression naturally cannot escape Feng Ling's eyes. He turned his head and cast a cold eye, and said: "Did your eyes cramp?"

"..." Lin Langwen said with a stiff face, rubbing his face as he said, "Don't blame the climate in Longgu Mountain? It's as cold as Sanjiutian, and his face is frozen, of course Regular activities."

Hey, he is so hard!

Fortunately, Mu Xiuyao didn't let Lin Lang's good intentions go to the east, and gave a deep blow to Feng Ling, "Master, I just said nothing in the words of the children, and I hope the master will forgive the disciples this time."

"Yes, yes, boy, where can it be true? Really?" Lin Lang pressed Fengling with his elbow.

Feng Ling took the opportunity to step down and said to Mu Xiuyao: "You come with the teacher, and you see a few people for the teacher." After that, I walked forward and did not look at Mu Jingli all the way, obviously Treat her as transparent.

Ke Muxiuya, who is a brother, naturally did not leave her sister aside, so she walked over with her.

"This is the water elder of Danmeng. He is a well-known alchemist master. In addition, he is also a spiritualist."

Feng Ling first came to an old man with white hair. The old man was wearing a water blue gown and smiled, looking very kind.

In Mu Jingli's view, he and Feng Ling stood together like two generations, not like friends at all.

She clearly heard before that the alchemists of Danmeng are all masters in Yan, why does this elder look so old?

Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

Thinking about it, Lin Lang said next to her: "Do you know Xiang Zhuo? It's his apprentice."

Xiang Zhuo, the fourth-rank alchemist in the palace?

It is rumored that the first person in Dongyu's alchemy or one of the VIPs of Shaoxingzhai turned out to be this old man's apprentice?

It's really unsightly.

When Mu Jingli was stunned, Feng Ling had looked at another person.

"This is the Snow Maiden of the Valley of the Beasts, the wife of Elder Shui, you should call..." Feng Ling's words did not fall, the Qingli woman holding the ferret beside Elder Shui waved her hand, and said, "Why do you want me to This old antique comes together? Who is his wife?"

When he finished speaking, he looked at Mu Xiuyao, and Yingying smiled, "Come on, little guy, call Aunt Xue to hear."

"...Aunt Xue." Mu Xiuyao summoned it perfectly.

"Eh, good boy." Xue Niang nodded with a smile, and from somewhere she took out a little white mouse with black spots and put it in front of Mu Xiuyao with her palm. "Come, this is the meeting gift from Aunt Xue. Get it."

"Piebald silver mouse?" Elder Shui's face changed abruptly, dissatisfied: "Xue'er, isn't this your birthday gift you want to give me?"

"Who is going to give you a birthday gift? No!" Snow Maiden looked at him with disgust, and said angrily: "When can you change yourself back and talk to the old lady!"

"Xue'er, there are juniors here, can you save me a little face?" Elder Shui grimaced.

Snow Maiden didn't even look at him, she reached forward and extended her hand, "Little guy, then. This piebald silver mouse can be distinguished from poison and has an extremely sensitive sense of smell. What a treasure hunt, a way to explore, is much easier to use than people. ."

"Quick connect, this is an eighth-grade spirit beast with extremely high intelligence." Lin Lang reminded.

As a result, before Mu Xiuyao responded, the fat-squirreled silver-haired rat squeaked twice and flicked Mu Xiuyao's front flap.

Just like a mouse-shaped pendant, you won't let go when you hang it.

Mu Xiuyao looked at Elder Shui with a good look, and wanted to take it down and return it. Who knows it crawled into his sleeve after he let go, his speed was so fast that the nest was still alive.

Upon seeing this, Mu Xiuyao looked embarrassed, but Snow Maiden smiled forward and back, and the twigs were trembling. "Haha, it seems that the twig is destined to you. It is a mother mouse. This is because I like you, your master. Treat it well." In other words, it is the value of the elders who dislike water.

Since Mu Jingli came to this other world, he has never seen such an interesting spirit beast.

Compared with the spirit beast that Mu Xiuyang had raised before, this spotted silver-haired mouse was simply one in the sky and the other in the ground.

Just as she sighed, the mountain was shaking again and again, the low-lying land in front of her was split from the middle, and a golden light poured out from inside.

The dazzling light shook everyone's eyes, and when the earthquake stopped, a quaint arch appeared in the deep pit.

Outside the arch was a formation, and the dazzling golden awns flowed out of the formation.

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