She was just her, a woman who was unique in the world, but whom he loved deeply.
Di Ming Jue restrains his thoughts, slowly raises his head, he doesn't answer everyone's question, but looks at Han Chujiu.
"Within one year, I will bring [Phoenix Grass] and [Kunlun Wood] for the Medicine King. Is the Medicine King satisfied with this reward?"
…
When Han Chujiu returned to the Hall of the Medicine King and entered the inheritance space, his expression was still in a daze.
So much so that he didn't notice the little disciple came in.
"Master Ninth, what's wrong?" Muyan asked nervously, "Could it be that the antidote didn't work?"
Han Chujiu came back to his senses, and nodded again and again: "It's working, it's working, good student, you are really a lucky star for your teacher."
Muyan let out a long breath of relief.
She didn't know who the master was going to heal
Doesn't seem to have anything to do with her
But for some reason, she was inexplicably relieved when she heard that the poison had been cured.
"By the way, master, who was the one who got the poison in your mouth?"
Han Chujiu snorted and said, "Aren't they just those bastards? I'm happy to be bullied by my teacher on weekdays, but when it comes to the critical moment, don't I have to rely on my teacher to save my life?"
That little expression is really indescribable.
The sparkling eyes and bulging cheeks make her look more childish and cute.
Muyan's eyes fell on the white beard around his mouth
Strange, why does the corner seem to be warped
And the skin underneath became whiter, tenderer, smoother, and fleshy, and looked particularly easy to pinch.
Muyan's hands were itchy, she couldn't help pinching the raised beard and pulling it.
Tear! !
Han Chujiu was dumbfounded.
Muyan was also dumbfounded.
"Master Ninth?!" Muyan blinked, "You are really my Master of Medicine King? Could it be the grandson of Medicine King pretending to be you?"
Han Chujiu felt that the sky was thundering and the sky was spinning, and he wished he could faint.
was found!
His true colors were discovered by the darling apprentice! !
ah ah! ! It's over, it's over, it's over! !
Baby Tuer must not let him go!
What if the precious disciple is snatched away by those bastards from Ji Yu and Di Ming Jue's flower peacock? !
Then, Muyan looked at Master Ninth who had pretended to be a fairy for several days.
Like a grasshopper on a frying pan, jumping around in the inheritance space.
He kept chanting about "Flower Peacock", "Baby Disciple", and "Can't be snatched away".
Muyan couldn't laugh or cry, she managed to calm down her Ninth Master.
Han Chujiu seemed to have finally realized something, coughed lightly, and showed a fairy-like expression again.
However, now there is no white beard and white hair to cover it up, and Muyan has just seen his true face.
Seeing him like this, I couldn't help laughing.
"Hey, Ninth Master, you said you are over a thousand years old? Then why do you still look like a teenager?"
Especially this round face, round eyes, and fleshy chubby hands.
Cough... This look is a bit softer than Xiaoqi.
People look at it and unconsciously want to pinch that round face.
Han Chujiu gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that damn [curse]!"
"[Curse]?" Muyan was startled for a moment.
Then the pupils shrank suddenly.
She is no stranger to this word. When the third senior brother had an illness, the senior senior brother said that he was hit by [curse].
But when Muyan asked exactly when the [curse] was, the brothers were silent.
In other words, except for the third senior brother, no one else knew about it.