"He was named Ling and Mo Han. He was the tutor of the most famous Nebula Academy in Qingteng Country. He had a mysterious origin. He was an immortal cultivator, and his spiritual power cultivation level had reached the level of Golden Pill. More importantly, he was twenty-five years old, so you can call him a venerable or senior, but this uncle, haha... I guess few people call him!"

"Just twenty-five years old?"

She looked strange and said, "What are you doing when you are twenty-five years old with a big beard? I thought he would have to say at least thirty-five!"

"Haha, so he is mysterious in his origin, because no one has seen his true face."

He smiled and his eyes also fell on Ling Mohan: "I really didn't expect him to come here. I'll go over and have a visit later. Can you please join me?"

"Mysterious Nebula College Tutor?"

She nodded suddenly, not knowing what she was thinking. When she heard him say she wanted to visit him, she smiled: "Of course, it is naturally great to know such a strong man."

So, President Ke took her to Ling Mohan.

When they appeared, Ling Mohan noticed the evil man in dazzling red clothes. He was not unfamiliar with the red clothes and the mask of Manzhu Shahua, because those two things were placed aside in the hot spring that night.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell sharply on the man and looked at him.

That night, I couldn't see clearly because of the mist of the hot spring, but the destroyed face had clearly reflected in his eyes. At this time, he had to admit that the young man in red was as dazzling as the sun in the sky, his temperament was evil and noble, especially his quiet and smiling eyes, which made people unforgettable...

But, looking at those eyes, why do you feel a little familiar?

"Mr. Ling, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm so lucky, I'll do it." President Ke hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, greeting him with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smile. If President Ke knew that the bearded uncle in front of him was the one who stole several precious elixirs, he would probably not have called me for luck there.

"So it's President Ke." He stood up and bowed his hand, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu and asked, "Who is this?"

"Haha, he is the pharmacist who invited us to participate in the spiritual medicine competition in the black market. This... well, he is called the ghost doctor." He said embarrassedly, because he didn't know what the ghost doctor was named, and he didn't know how to introduce it for a while.

"Uncle Ling."

Feng Jiu called out crisply, her eyes filled with a cunning light like a colorful light, and a smile on her lips, and she said happily: "If Uncle Ling thinks that the ghost doctor is not easy to scream, then she can call me Guigui."

Listening to Uncle Ling, Ling Mohan unconsciously stroked the beard on his chin again, and looked at the young man in red in front of him thoughtfully, with a bit of weirdness and confusion on his face.

"Uncle?"

It's not a day or two for him to have a beard, but others have never called him that. However, the tricky little girl he met in Jiufu Forest also called him uncle one by one. The young man in red said, "Uncle," doesn't he look really old?"

She narrowed her eyes and grinned, "Yes! I'm only fifteen this year. I heard that the uncle is twenty-five. He is ten years older than me. Why not an uncle?"
Chapter completed!