Murong Yiqing looked into the distance in a daze. Looking back now, she actually felt that Ergouzi and Manager Wu had a close connection, but many times she chose to escape, allowing herself to deliberately distinguish Ergouzi and Manager Wu. But now that the truth has been poured out by the parties involved, this unavoidable choice made her not know how to make a decision at this time.

As the closest person to Yue Ling'er, Murong Yiqing has always treated Yue Ling'er as her own sister. The feeling that is not a relative is better than a relative is something that many people cannot understand.

Two years ago, once, Murong Yiqing was covered in chickenpox, and her head was burning badly at night. Many disciples in the sect thought it would be infected and avoided it. When they saw her, they seemed to have seen a ghost. Only Yue Ling'er was not afraid of her. She decocted medicine and fed her. In order to take good care of her, she even didn't meet her for several days and nights.

Things won't be as expected. Murong Yiqing's symptoms are getting worse and worse, and she even has symptoms of ulceration and pus all over her body. Even Hong Gu, who has always been optimistic, is frowning all day long. During that time, the leader was not here, and these people are even more anxious.

In this way, Yue Ling'er came out of the mountain with Murong Yiqing on her back and began their journey to seek medical treatment. Because a religious member said that there was a miracle doctor with a strange temper on Wufeng Mountain a hundred miles away. They could only try their luck and be a living horse.

The journey that year was not smooth, and Murong Yiqing felt a little incredible when she thinks about it now. In order to rush the road, Yue Ling'er was just working non-stop, and she spent the rest of the time to help Murong Yiqing change her clothes and eat something and drink some water, they were almost always on the way.

"Or stop and take a break. Before this comes, you may be exhausted." Murong Yiqing, who was dying, looked at the exhausted Yue Ling'er and felt very distressed.

"Your illness is important. If you drag it like this, I feel uneasy. If you keep walking like this, I can at least see hope." The moment Yue Ling'er stopped, she turned to the direction she went affectionately, then she carried Murong Yiqing on her back and began to prepare to run to the distance.

In the distant mountains, there was a misty mist. A woman in green climbed halfway up the mountain and carried a bamboo basket behind her back. From time to time, she threw some unknown flowers and plants in the cracks of the rocks into the bamboo basket behind her. Her posture was graceful and beautiful. Yue Ling'er, who walked by next to her, admired the woman's boldness. Before she could react, the woman seemed to step on a piece of moss and didn't hold on to the climbing thing in her hand, and fell directly from above. A terrifying echo of "Ah..." came from the valley.

Yue Ling'er's movements were so swift. The moment she put down Murong Yiqing, she had already jumped up. Before the woman in green landed, she had already steadily held the woman in her arms. Her feet leveraged the force on the stone next to her, and the two fell down like two dandelions.

"I'm scared, thank you for this sister."

"Don't climb so high again in the future, be careful not to fall again."

"Hehe, only those strange flowers and plants grow in cold and cold places. If you don't take any risks, how can you get those precious herbs? This risk is worth taking."

"The little girl also understands medical principles? I happen to have a terminally ill relative here. Can you see if you can take some treatment? I will be grateful to you sister."

The woman in green uncovered Murong Yiqing's veil and looked at her dying. She first helped her call her veins, but now she was still breathing a little angry. She calmed down and quickly asked Yue Ling'er to carry Murong Yiqing and follow her to a wooden house in the deep mountains.

The shelves on both sides of the wooden house are filled with flowers and plants. Now, after the sunlight comes out, these herbs are slowly being exposed to moisture. With the steamed water vapor, the air is filled with scent of medicine. Yue Ling'er originally knew nothing about Chinese herbs, but when she smelled the smell of Chinese herbs, she probably was a doctor who knew a lot about medical principles. Yue Ling felt that maybe Murong Yiqing was really saved this time.

After pushing open the door, Yue Ling'er finally realized that this person was Xu Wenwen, the daughter of Xu Feng, the miracle doctor "Left Shengshou", who they had gone through a lot of hardships and wanted to look for everywhere. Xu Feng also had a closed disciple, and now he is also named Xu Xi.

Xu Wenwen is petite, beautiful, lively and cute. As for Xu Xi, he can only be described as a terrible sight. He has a wind-catching ear, a scallion nose, and a swollen lips as if gnawing a sausage. Does Xu Feng usually use him to test medicine? He is not like a human, ghost or ghost. Isn’t this a copy of Zhu Bajie?

Xu Xi actually inherited the lustful pig head, and he had already salivated at Yue Ling'er. He didn't know how to restrain himself, which made Yue Ling'er very embarrassed. He looked at Xu Wenwenbao with a look of help.

"He has such a bad moral character. He usually likes to stay with Hadazi when he sees beautiful women. I don't blame him anymore." Xu Wenwen said calmly.

Yue Ling'er felt chills and quietly moved behind Xu Wenwen, letting the pig's head stare at her, and she was panicked all over.

Xu Wenwen was concentrating on the diagnosis and treatment of Murong Yiqing. Time passed without realizing it. Her head was already sweating, but Murong Yiqing seemed to have not improved. When she finally leaned on the chair next to her dejectedly and picked up the already cold tea next to her, a kind of helplessness appeared in her eyes.

"When will my dad come back?"

"Shihu said he didn't come back early in the morning." The pig head replied indescribably.

"You go and bring me the human-shaped thing in the innermost part of the cabinet."

"It's just Shi Hu said..."

"There are not so many, but if you want to go, if you don't go, I will blind your eyes."

Xu Xifeng disappeared like a wind. When he came back, he was holding a fungus as thick as an arm and like a human-shaped palm. Yue Ling'er had never seen such a strange mushroom before. When he got closer, he could smell a fragrance. The thing was a red brown all over. Xu Wenwen said that it turned out to be a thousand-year-old Hewu.

Xu Wenwen cut off He Wu without hesitation, crushed him, and then asked Xu Xi to boil it into a bowl of water with three bowls of water.

When Xu Xi brought this bowl of black potion, Xu Wenwen actually took a look at him with disdain. What a thousand-year-old Hewu, I guess even the beggars on the roadside would not drink this thing.

The pig's head felt conscious and picked up the black potion and took a sip of it. Xu Wenwen praised his awareness. Seeing Xu Xi'an standing there steadily, Xu Wenwen took the black potion that night to Murong Yiqing. After that, Murong Yiqing's condition gradually stabilized. Yue Ling'er had not closed her eyes these days, and at this time she was already sleepy and could not open her eyes at all. At Xu Wenwen's suggestion, she went to the small bed in the inner hall to lie down and fell asleep in a while.

Yue Ling'er didn't know how long she had been sleeping. She heard the two of them crying for help in a daze, but she couldn't hear what they were saying. She opened her eyes and realized that Murong Yiqing, who was lying on the bed at some point, had a pale face, and her head was covered with cold sweat, and her body curled up like a silkworm pupa. She kept covering her stomach with her hands, and she was yelling, "Ah, it hurts, ah..." Yue Ling'er had no idea what to do at this time, and quickly began to shout for help.

Perhaps it was because of God's own destiny that Xu Feng, the "Left Saint Hand" who rushed back overnight. Looking at the two people being carried to the hall, he sighed.

"You are so confused. This thousand-year-old Hewu is an extremely yin thing. If there is no medicine to harmonize it, how can an ordinary person's body bear it?"

"Doctor Xu, it's all my fault. Please save my sister."

"Oh, that's all, this may be destiny." Xu Feng saw that He Wu's disciple had taken it for the thousand-year-old, and his daughter was also rescued by these two people. His original illness disappeared in an instant.

"Left Holy Hand" Xu Feng is famous for applying needles with his left hand. At this time, he took out the golden needle he carried with him, put some black blood on a point, and then took some positive medicines. After cooking, the two of them gradually came to life. In the following days, Murong Yiqing finally returned to his past vitality with the help of He Wu and Xu Feng's careful treatment. Moreover, his style seemed a little different from the past, which surprised Yue Ling'er.

Looking at the beautiful figure of Yue Ling'er and Murong Yiqing leaving, Xu Xi actually burst into tears. This guy actually developed feelings for Yue Ling'er, although this was just his unrequited love.

Xu Feng and Xu Wenwen shook their heads helplessly. How could that beautiful person fall in love with this fat, big-headed, pig-headed, and pig-headed, and Xu Xi, who had no life experience at all, knows that this is impossible. Moreover, the two of them are generous and leave them with a considerable medical fee before leaving. It seems that they are the daughters of a wealthy and noble family. Xu Xi can only dream of burying all this in his heart forever.

Xu Xi was not as bad as they said. I heard that he had worked hard since then, perhaps He Wu in his body stimulated his potential in his body. After that, he devoted himself to researching medicine, eating hundreds of herbs, and trying hundreds of poisons. Not only did he pick up various uses of herbs, but he also found a herb that can temporarily paralyze people. In combination with the Ding point golden needles passed down by Xu Feng, it can actually help people relieve pain. It is similar to the anesthetics in later generations. It has made great contributions to the current medicine and has also played an indelible role in the wars between the next countries. I heard that after using his treatment, the mortality rate was greatly reduced.

It was several years after he met Yue Ling'er again. When he thought of this past, several people would laugh for a while. In fact, these three people were all good people, but He Wu was too precious. It is said that he could bring back his life and prolong his life. Those who practice martial arts were even more beneficial. Xu Feng had worked hard for this heirloom, but he didn't expect that his prodigal girl would give it to others so casually.

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"What are you thinking so trance? You can't you think of me?" Wu Yonglin looked at Murong Yiqing in a daze and interrupted her thoughts.

"You liar, I never want to talk to you anymore. You stay away from me in the future, please respect yourself."

"Hey, I won't make you angry for long," Wu Yonglin's tone was filled with helplessness and loneliness.

"What do you mean? Are you leaving here?" Murong Yiqing suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Wu Yonglin who was stunned and felt a sense of loss.

"It's nothing, let's go out for a walk?" Wu Yonglin suddenly felt energetic and swept away the troubles just now, making Murong Yiqing confused.

Seeing Zhang Hu who was still practicing martial arts in the snow being ridden by Yue Fei, Wu Yonglin and Murong Yiqing looked at each other and smiled. Before they knew it, the two walked to the riverside, looked at the flowing river water, stood quietly there, thinking about their past. They became acquainted by the water, and because of the cold river water, their martial arts cultivation was dispersed, but they saved this helpless life. This world played a joke for them.

After fighting with Tuoba Wuzong, he found that the agreed martial arts routines he had made completely useless. He would never compare his internal strength to you on the battlefield. Just like the underworld in later generations, he would cut with a knife in front of him, and he would compare a sense of ruthlessness, and it was also a kind of experience and strength. This aspect was exactly what he lacked the most.

I became a teacher in order to learn to master a weapon like Yue Fei. With his understanding of the situation and the prediction of the uncertainty, it is difficult for me to get out of this future vortex. If possible, he would want to do some earth-shaking things.

Wu Yonglin finally saw the hope of future life, but was told by the head: You have no chance in this life, you must be reincarnated in a good family in the next life. This feeling of falling from a high platform and being slapped in the face made him very angry. Before he could show his brilliant brilliance like a firework flying into the sky, he was ruthlessly abandoned like a stinky bomb. He couldn't figure it out, and he was even more dissatisfied. Why did this world make such a big joke for him?

Ye Xinmei, who lost and lost, was already so heartbroken that he was so heartbroken. Why did God play him again this time and make him so weak? The ancients said: Therefore, when God is about to give a great task, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty in his body, and act in chaos. Therefore, he was moved and endured, and he had made things difficult for him. How many times can he endure such torture? Perhaps, after this time, he will never have a chance.

"Ah..." An uncontrollable breath was released from his chest. The echoes kept echoing in the mountains in the distance, alarming a group of birds. The snow on the tree fell down and directly hit Zhang Hu and Yue Fei, who were still playing under the tree. When the two snowy two above their heads staggered out of a pile of snow, they felt inexplicably fear of Wu Yonglin. The man shouted and felt that he was shaking three times. What was wrong with this guy today? What was unhappy when he encountered something unhappy? Was he told his master that he was infertile? The old master was too. How could he tell such a shameful thing in person? How embarrassing to say it?
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