When Wu Feihuan and Tong Yao arrived in the courtyard and heard the howling of ghosts and wolves inside, they looked at each other, smiled, and walked quickly towards Beiming Yexuan's room.

When he walked into the room, he saw that the white beard of the ginger medicine god was being pulled hard by Feng Yunmo. The beard was wrapped around his body, binding him so that he could not move. He had to shout: "Help!

, heroes and heroes from all walks of life, as long as you save me, I will refine the world's miracle medicine for you. Whatever you want, I will give you what you want. As long as you combine this female devil, female psycho, female pervert, female...

"

"ah……"

"Oh..."

"My old bones are definitely going to die."

"Oh..."

Feng Yunmo pulled his beard several times, but still didn't let him go: "It's better to save them than to save me."

After saying that, Feng Yunmo raised his other hand, pressed Jiang Yaoshen's neck, pushed him onto the bed, and Jiang Yaoshen sat in front of Beiming Yexuan.

When Jiang Yaoshen saw someone in front of him, he immediately clasped his fists and begged for mercy in a panic: "Heroes have mercy, heroes have mercy, heroes have mercy, heroines have mercy, whatever you want, just ask, I will give you everything."

"I only want one Xuanyin Pill, one Soul Condensing Pill, and one Calming Pill. You can quickly refine it." Beiming Yexuan smiled silently, looking at Feng Yunmo's naughty little helpless man.

Shake his head.

When Jiang Yaoshen heard this, he nodded immediately.

Feng Yunmo just released his hands and let go of Jiang Yaoshen.

Jiang Yaoshen covered his chin and groaned a few times. Looking at Feng Yunmo, whom he had not seen for a long time, he raised his hand, pointed at Feng Yunmo and cursed: "Psycho."

Feng Yunmo raised her fist to scare him.

The God of Ginger Medicine really held his fists and begged: "Don't fight, don't fight."

At this time, the little boy jumped on the bed, raised his hand, grabbed one of Jiang Yaoshen's beards, and pulled hard.

"Ouch..." Jiang Yaoshen immediately screamed again.

The little one fell on the bed and giggled: "This bad old man is still as stupid as before. He only has wine and his wife in his head. Apart from that, he only knows how to make medicine. If he goes out, he will definitely be tricked by others."

"You little thing, you actually bullied my great Medicine God, let's see if I don't beat you to death." Jiang Medicine God covered the little thing with his hands and covered the little one in the palm of his hand. Who knew that little little thing was so clever in his movements that it was difficult to deal with a Jiang Medicine God?

It's just more than enough.

When Jiang Yaoshen patted his hand down, the little boy had already jumped on Beiming Yexuan's lap, stuck out his tongue, made a face, and said: "If you want to beat me, you'll have to wait for the rest of your life, you bastard old man."

"You..." Jiang Yaoshen pointed at the little one angrily.

At this time, Wu Feihuan came over to stop Jiang Yaoshen from losing his temper. He stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Yaoshen, looked at Beiming Yexuan and said: "Master Medicine God, you'd better think of a way to get the few pills that King Qi Lin wants."

Let’s refine the elixir.”

"King Qilin?" Jiang Yaoshen's head was stunned and he looked at the man lying on the bed.

He had only met Beiming Yexuan once. At first, he thought he looked familiar and did not take a closer look. When he looked at him again, Jiang Yaoshen's head suddenly buzzed and he shouted: "Oh my god, pray."

King Lin."

Turning back, he looked at Wu Feihuan, pointed at Beiming Yexuan, and asked, "His name is King Qilin."

Wu Feihuan shook his head.

Jiang Yaoshen breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay if it's not."
Chapter completed!