The demons have no light at night. Most of the residents in the city are good at fire.

Changxi and others have been resting here for two days, and the magic arrangements can be described as very thoughtful. Drinks and one food are light and delicate, which is very suitable for recuperation after injury.

The most rare thing is that they did not feel any disturbance and restraint. The attachments of the magic are very good at their eyes, and they are diligent and stable. It can be seen how the furnaces he controls this technique.

After lying for half a day, Changxi pulled wood to leave the white jade stone table in the courtyard, and a set of celadon tea sets had been prepared on it.

The tea here is a famous bamboo leaf green in Yancheng. I heard that the tea is fragrant and sweet, and it is not scattered. When you drink a sip, you can leave the lips and teeth.

The two of them were playing with tea sets in seven hands, and suddenly they felt a strong wind behind them. Changxi's eyes condensed, turned around, just blocked the opponent's palm.

The coming people were all white, but their skills were as fast as a snake. He stretched out another hand and grabbed Mu Li's wrist.

Changxi's heart was slightly moved. You must know that Mu Li Xiu is not lower than her, but at this time he did not respond, but the other party was grasped.

Changxi was nervous for a while, too late to think about it, and rushed to the other party with a white face: "What are you doing!"

Mu Li's eyes turned twice, and helplessly sighed: "Elderly, I'm fine, it's not me."

Listening to listen, Changxi again looked at the old man in front of him, crane childhood, spiritual. The elders in the wooden exit, is it the elder of the wooden people?

That's the elder who brought Mu Li from a young age to the elder ...

Changxi's noodle skin has risen hidden, embarrassing. She tried to save the words that she had just made a smile, and quickly put on a smile: "Ah, it turned out to be an elder bamboo, it is really disrespectful."

She had disrespectful, thinking that she was full of apology. She didn't want the other party to hold her wrist, and said angrily: "It's not you, that's her."

Changxi has a rigid arm, and she dare not move at all. Since this elder can pull the half -older child, it must be very tolerant. She should not be a small belly chicken intestine, because she cares about her?

She couldn't help but looked at Mu Li, and saw that he had a deep eyebrow, his expression was uneasy, and his eyes fell on the hand of Zhu Lao holding her. She couldn't help but suspect, I wonder what medicine they sold in the gourd.

Zhu Laoning closed his eyes and asked: "Is this elastic poison for more than ten years?"

It turned out that Mu Li was for this, and asked Zhu Lao to come out of the mountain.

He nodded, and he said with a slight blame: "How did the elders delay for so long?"

Who knows, Zhu Lao hummed immediately, and the white beard driving the underwriting was very eye -catching in his breath.

It's the demons again! I still think I am slow, it's really angry! "

Hearing the words, Mu Li was dumbly speechless, and his conscience finally took place, reminding him that this attitude was really a bit un respects, and he was not kind.

Changxi listened to it and gradually understood it. It turned out that Mu Li notified Zhu Lao as early as the desert. During this time, they suddenly changed and exhausted, but the old Zhu Lao also ran around.

Compared to Mu Li, Changxi is more concept to love young and loves young. Her face is full of guilt, and she is enthusiastic: "It's really hard, the elder, the mountain is far away.

Bamboo leaf green is the best in tea, we are trying to taste it. "

Zhu Lao just said, "It's still a little girl". When he heard that in the end, he was ashamed as a dead face, and he didn't say a word.

Mu left with a glance at the old Zhu, then fist to cover his mouth, cleared his throat, and introduced it seriously: "Changxi, this is the elder of my family, bamboo leaves."

...... Changxi couldn't believe her ears. Her eyes were round, and she turned her neck stiffly at Mu Li, trying to ask him with eyes: "Bamboo leaves" which two words are?

I saw Mu Li glance at the pot of the pot on the tea table, and the bamboo leaf green with a hot air, then pursed his lips, nodded with a compassionate place, and thought at an intimate sign: this is this bamboo leaf!

Changxi can't help but be soft on the bottom of the feet, and almost kneel on the spot. What kind of joke!

Why not introduce his name when the eldest boss comes?!!

She became more and more red on the ground, thinking about her lifetime, it seems that she has never been embarrassed in front of her elders. It ’s unbearable, too unbearable, it’ s unsightly, there is no place for self -confidence!

Seeing her series of ups and downs reactions, the corner of Mu Li's lips unconsciously raised an arc. However, this smile scattered immediately, and he frowned again and asked nervously: "Elderly, how about?"

Zhu Lao finally released his hand and frowned: "This poison is deeply penetrated into the spirit veins and removed for many years with spiritual power. Although the process is painful and difficult, it is at least removed. It is just a great loss.

Rao is so, the spirit veins are born in nature, and it is difficult to heal as early as the beginning. Unless it is supplemented by the great god and wood, it may be able to repair the damage caused by the pine poison. "

Mu Li immediately asked: "How to assist? Can we wear magic beads work?"

After hearing the words, Changxi suddenly realized, his fingers stroked the wooden beads in the wrist bracelet. The wood that had been put in that day was actually a big god -made bead.

Zhu Lao naturally noticed her movement. He glanced at Mu Li and mentioned: "It is necessary to repair the spirit veins, naturally the internal service is the most effective."

Mu Lidao: "Understand."

Changxi hasn't asked him what he understands. I saw that he had picked up the tea cup and pinched his right hand. The fingertips had been squeezed like cow's milk, and the small finger thickness was twisted with his fingertips.

Enter the tea cup.

Mu Li picked up tea into the cup, came to her, and said, "Drink it."

Although his voice was gentle and gentle, Changxi was like picking up the Junling, and dare not violate. She took the tea cup with both hands and looked at it for a long while. She couldn't help but asked: "Is this the big god wood? Isn't it that the big god is destroyed?

Why is Shenmu white? "

Zhu Laofang had only seen her shot, and then set up her pulse. She had already seen through her identity. In my heart, the ins and outs of the matter also guess about seventy -seven eight.

Tao: "The salary of Shenmu is passed down from generation to generation, how can it be easily destroyed. This is the root of the Great Shenmu. Shenmu grows upwards.

Hearing the words, Changxi murmured: "Hahaha, isn't this root be invincible?"

Mu Li couldn't help but laughed. He stretched his voice and said, "Yes, you are invincible after drinking it." As he said, he pushed her hand to the mouth.

Changxi was afraid that he would spill, and this invincible tea was sprinkled with a drop.

Tea that turns into the big god wood roots is contained in the tongue, and there is a cool and sweet taste. Is this big god wood growing on the top of the snow mountain?

Thinking of the chills that came with the spiritual power when Mu Li shot, she felt that there was such a possibility.

Staring at Changxi and drank all Shenmu tea, there was no drop, and Mu Li was considered her.

The three were sitting in the hospital, and briefly talked about the past.

During this period, Changxi often saw the three eye -catching tea bags with "Bamboo Leaf Green", and felt very dazzling, trying to hide it behind her unknowingly.

Feeling the four eyes followed, the back of her hand was hot, and she took it back again.

Mu Li looked in his eyes, picked up the teapot with a smile, and continued a cup of Zhu Lao. Then he pushed his elbows and pushed it.

At least Zhu Lao can't see those three words. The eyes are not pure. It can make up for a little bit of the elderly to make the elderly.

The next day, Mu Li was sitting alone in the hospital, playing with a green leaf in his hand. The eyes seemed to be embarrassed, and he seemed to be particularly focused.

When Changxi got up, I saw such a scene. On the handsome face, there was a kind of sentimental temperament. It was like a beauty at first sight.

Unfortunately, she hadn't had time to appreciate it, and Mu Li put away the face of this pair of beauty.

He said that he was going to go out to do business, so that Changxi left to cultivate, making Changxi inexplicably.

When he was out of the door, he asked Zhu Lao again: "Can the elders want to see his end?"

Zhu Lao shook his head with closed eyes, as if he didn't care, and couldn't bear it.

These Changxi looked in the eyes, she vaguely guessed that Mu Li went out to do what he wanted to do. He didn't want to let herself follow. She still couldn't rest assured. So she decisively found Lei Shao and sent him to follow him.

Start.

Lei Shao was very angry. He died in the city of Tian Lei City, and he raised his respect and presence on weekdays. The servant called back and hugged. Now let her recruit it and go, not to make a message, or to make a hand.

Running legs mixed.

Fortunately, Lei Shao was not unknown. He knew that Song Qing and Mu Li had grievances. The matter was big. He had to go out without a word.

After Lei Shao left, Changxi looked around, and took a look at his fingers for a week, and somehow gave birth to a tragic feeling. At this moment, the house was left in the house.

At home, the warrior who takes care of the elderly alone ...

After visiting Master Jiang after visiting Master Jiang, he flew into a tree. He remembered that two of his peers who went out outside, such as sitting in a needle felt. She was absent -minded for a long time, and suddenly realized that Mu Jun and Song Qing were different. This is different. This is different. This is different.

How can the two make a mistake when they meet the road narrowly? This is like Shuijun and Master Hai's fighting method. How could her mother lose!

Suddenly, Changxi was boring, and began to think wildly: As long as Lei Shaolong was honest and not chaotic, how many tricks would Mu Li defeat Song Qing? How long does it take?

She shook her legs on the tree, took a handful of leaves and sprinkled it, and gradually started to calculate time unconsciously. She always suspected that time was too slow, and she did not know that she was quite like a deep boudoir at this moment.

Little woman.

These attitudes fell in the eyes of the elderly in the house, and there were a few people who happy.
Chapter completed!