Chapter 990 Furong is not as good as beauty makeup 28
The formula in Xiaopo's book has never failed. Last night, she was also worried that the tea was mixed in, which would affect the efficacy of the medicine. But when she squatted under the door this morning and took a look, Luo Daddy was still staring in confusion, and Qi Huanna had lost his mind.
It looks like a match.
I guess I got drunk on the soup last night.
Well, the answer works, both the stones and the planks are in this yard.
Tantai Jin's calculations were not wrong, but... where is the wat board?
Yun Tuan refused to give up and pulled Qi Huan around the courtyard again.
The young man, who was turning around with a clear face and a clear face, had a sluggish expression on his face. He leaned on a pillar nearby and did not want to move. "Luo Yun, are you sleeping stupidly? Why are you wandering around in this yard? Don't you think your back hurts anymore?"
Yun Tuan stood by the dry well and sighed: "I hate it, but the doctor can't cure it. I'm thinking that if I move more, it might be better."
"This is strange. I have only heard of people with bruises and injuries staying in bed for a hundred days. After lying down for three months, they will be cured, right?"
Qi Huan yawned and felt a little tired.
It's so boring. There's no point in spying on a little girl.
It's better to go horse racing at the racecourse. When you're tired, you can go to the restaurant next door for a big meal.
Just as Yun Tuan was about to reply, a notification tone suddenly sounded in his ears——
[The Holy Father's blessing has been triggered, the healing skill has taken effect, and the effect lasts until the life of the player's copy character ends.]
Mellow warmth enveloped the waist and heart and lungs, breathing gradually became smoother, and the clouds held the edge of the dry well, closing eyes and concentrating.
In his ears, Qi Huan shouted anxiously, "Hey, what's wrong with you? It's not like that. Just because exercise is useless, you want to jump into the well?"
Seeing Yun Tuan didn't respond, he continued:
"I can tell you, this well is shallow. You won't fall to death if you jump in, but you will definitely lose your arms and legs. It will be much worse than now!"
"...Luo Yun, why don't you speak? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Qi Huan's voice faded, but Yun Tuan could feel it. His grip on her shoulders became stronger and stronger, almost to the point of clamping into her flesh.
The next moment.
She opened her eyes and stood up straight, "It's okay, I'm just thinking about something."
Qi Huan let go of his hand and wiped it on his clothes as if he was disgusted. Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he felt embarrassed, so he put his hands behind his back and said, "Think about things like an old monk entering samadhi. When did you get this problem?"
Are there any?"
"Am I familiar with you? How much do you know about my habits? Apart from my old wounds, you probably don't know anything, right?"
Yun Tuan said in a deep voice, too lazy to talk to Qi Huan, but he had to deal with a few words.
"This is called caring! If you hadn't partnered with Luo's Escort Agency in the future, who would care about you!"
Qi Huan broke the weeds beside the road, feeling a little aggrieved.
Yun Tuan hit her waist, and there was no pain there anymore. Her body was light and comfortable, even more comfortable than when she was in Lecheng.
This random BUFF is pretty good.
"Qi Huan, let me ask you something, where do you men usually hide valuable items that you don't want others to know about?"
Hearing this, Qi Huan frowned and took a few steps back warily, "What are you going to do? Don't you have enough money? You've actually got the idea of Uncle Luo's private treasury!"
Yun Tuan smiled slightly, "Not really, but if I can find it, I can give you 10%."
10%?
Qi Huan looked at this huge house and estimated...Luo's family should be well-off, and he could earn a lot at 10%.
His father is very strict. No matter how much he controls, he will inevitably be discovered, beaten, and maybe even forced to send them all back.
10% is enough.
Qi Huan pretended to hesitate, hesitated for a while, and then nodded, "Deal."
So the two launched a large-scale treasure hunt in Liang Jingluo's mansion.
Wan Sang came back from a shopping trip and looked at the two of them. She didn't know what was going on and couldn't get an accurate answer from them, so she went to the kitchen to tidy up.