After Ye Qingluo left the conference hall, he didn't go back to the room to rest.
Instead, he went to the courtyard of Thief.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of the Thief's Courtyard, I heard a relatively noisy sound coming from inside, as if there was something noisy.
Ye Qingluo frowned suspiciously.
Although Thief Saint is a bit unreliable, but how to say, he has a good temper.
Who is he arguing with
Ye Qingluo walked into the yard before approaching the door of Thief Saint's room.
The door suddenly opened with a "squeak" and a man wrapped in a white robe fell out of the room.
It happened to bump into Ye Qingluo's body.
"Hey hey..." The person who bumped into her screamed a few times in pain.
Listen, why does it sound familiar
"Little girl, why are you here?" Thief Saint's voice came from the room.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Thief, dressed as a nouveau riche, jumping out of the room.
When he saw the man in the white robe bumping into Ye Qingluo's body, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Ye Qingluo didn't catch on to this slight startle and astonishment.
Take a closer look, Thief Saint's expression is no different from usual.
He directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the person who bumped into Ye Qingluo, and he didn't forget to smile at Ye Qingluo: "Little girl, wait, I'll talk to you after I finish dealing with this old man."
After that, he dragged the man and walked into the house.
The golden and wide-sleeved gown embroidered with gold ingots covered the face of the man in the white robe.
Ye Qingluo stared at the backs of the two as they walked into the room, the more they looked at each other, the more familiar they looked.
She walked forward quickly, reached out and grabbed the person whose head had been strangled by the stolen saint: "Wait, wait..."
With this pull, the man's face was completely revealed in front of Ye Qingluo's eyes.
Ye Qingluo was startled for a moment, then said in surprise, "Ghost, ghost doctor father?"
This person turned out to be a ghost doctor
Why is he here
and…
Also seems to be very familiar with Thief Saint
"Why are you here?" Ye Qingluo's curious eyes wandered between the ghost doctor and the thief.
The ghost doctor grabbed the stolen saint's messy hair, straightened his clothes, and coughed a few times: "Why am I here... Cough, you, you can ask him."
After all, he turned his gaze to Thief Saint.
The thief saint who was named was sweating coldly.
Seeing that Ye Qingluo's eyes really followed closely, Thief Sheng raised his hand and wiped his forehead: "This... he will be here... because, he is a ghost doctor! I asked him to detoxify Xiaoyi, and I was talking About the reward!"
He clapped his hands abruptly: "Yes, we are discussing the matter of remuneration, and he does not agree to detoxify Xiaoyi. Little girl, you came just in time..."
Thief Sheng stretched out his hand, directly grabbed Ye Qingluo's shoulder, and led her to the ghost doctor.
"You call him master, right? This is your master, you can convince him to detoxify Xiao Yi."
The ghost doctor's expression was cold and cold, and his sinister eyes swept across Saint Thief fiercely.
But when he saw Ye Qingluo approaching him, he had no choice but to suppress the cruelty in his eyes temporarily.
"Luo girl..."
"Father ghost doctor, I really want to look for you." When Ye Qingluo saw the ghost doctor, all he could think about was... Xiaoyi is saved.
She also didn't care about the ghost doctor atmosphere between Thief Saint and Ghost Doctor.
I don't have the heart to dismantle such a lame excuse that Thief Saint thought.
Although he didn't get along with the ghost doctor for a long time, Ye Qingluo was still clear about it.
The ghost doctor didn't dare to be interested in anything within the fee.
between them...
It should be an old friend.
Ye Qingluo didn't think about it any further, and took the ghost doctor's arm: "My brother has been poisoned by the purple poppy grass. I don't have the medicinal material of purple poppy grass on my body, and... her body..."
"It's not just the poison of the purple poppies on her."