"Let me ask you, how do you know that Senior Sister Meng Xingchen can help us, and how do you know that the second knife can deal with the old demon boy?" Xia Hanqing felt the need to figure it out.

The fog did not hide it, and even answered more than Xia Hanqing asked.

"When I was wandering, I heard Xia unintentionally tell a fortune, saying that you are going to suffer a disaster in the near future, and you need someone to resolve it. So, I reasoned on my own based on the clues he calculated. ”

Xia has no intention of reasoning?

Xia Hanqing looked at the mist in the wishing bottle in surprise, and even the originally godless big eyes became brighter: "Why did you wander to grandpa? What are you? What do you mean?"

As a result, the fog said disdainfully: "You don't understand these profound things." ”

Xia Hanqing was angry: You didn't say it, how do you know that I don't understand?

However, these things are not important, Xia Hanqing is not entangled for the time being, she is more concerned about: "Are you sure that if you find Senior Sister Meng and Erdao, you can rescue Luo Jiutian?"

The mist rolled up, as if someone was nodding: "I'm sure! However, Meng Xingchen may help, but the second knife may not be......"

Not only is it "not necessarily", it is simply one step closer to the level of "absolutely not". Erdao's daughter is Erfa, and she can be hurt by Luo Jiutian......

Pack up your bags, Leng Xinghui is about to escort the Moon God back to the Moon God Village.

"One more thing. ”

The moon god went to find the forgotten past.

Forget the dust is boiling medicine, it is a new prescription, and the effect of the medicine is difficult to know. Seeing that the moon god was coming, he half-closed the fire of the medicine furnace and asked the moon god, "What, are you leaving?"

The moon god rolled up his sleeves and showed his left arm: "How did you get rid of this thing?"

Forget Qianchen glanced at it, and replied casually: "After the intercourse, it will naturally disappear." ”

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!" Luna accentuated.

"Oh, then dig it up. "Forget the past.

The moon god wondered, "Is there any other way?"

"Nope. "Forget the past, for sure.

Looking at the acacia bean on his arm, the moon god seemed to be able to recall the expression on his face when he planted it in the first place.

If it's gone, she'll be angry.

But now, it can't stay.

Pulling out the Moon God Sword, the Moon God aimed the blade at the Acacia Bean, forgetting that the dust was too late to stop it, and saw a whole piece of skin being ripped off by the Moon God Sword, and blood flowed out of the wound. Fortunately, it only hurt the skin, and the bleeding was not fast.

"You guy......" I didn't expect the moon god to be so reckless, forgetting Qianchen looked at the wound and scolded him angrily: "You act like this, leaving a scar, don't you still want to make people suspicious?"

"Help me. The moon god looked at Forget Qianchen, and he knew that there must be a way to forget Qianchen.

I really owe you in my previous life, forget the past, and scolded viciously. He stared at the wound on the luna god's hand, thought about it for a long time, and scolded again, it's really not worry-free, and he will come to toss me when he is dying.

Let Wang Qiancheng say anything? The moon god's face did not change at all.

Although the flesh and bones were not cut and the skin was stripped of a piece raw, it is not easy to repair it as before.

"Luna, do you want this skin to be perfect, or do you want your whole body to be undamaged?"

"What's the difference?" asked the luna.

"Nature is different. Forget Qianchen looked at the wound where the moon god was still oozing blood: "When I met a patient with the skin on his leg ulcerated, I tried to take the frog skin and attach it to the wound together with the medicine in imitation of the prescription left by my predecessors. Later, the frog's skin merged with his legs, but it looked a little uglier. ”

Frog skin ......

You don't need to look at the moon god's face, you can feel the disgust emanating from his body.

"You're so picky. Forget Qianchen scolded the moon god again, and then said: "I know your temperament, naturally I don't want to use frog skin for you." If you don't force the whole body to be undamaged, I'll take the skin from somewhere else and repair it. I used my medicine to take the skin, and it didn't take long to get back to the original state. But if you don't want to hurt other places, I can only use medicine to recuperate for you, bastard, you really don't know how serious it is!"

The reason why he regards medication repair and conditioning as his second choice is naturally not that he is not skilled in medicine, but that he knows that the moon god requires both perfection and fast aging. Muscle building is not as simple as wound healing, you can't use fierce medicine to make the wound scab quickly and then slowly heal, but the moon god can't afford to wait.

If there is the slightest flaw, it will definitely not be able to deceive the gentleman. But his body is getting weaker and weaker every day.

The moon god understood the key, and did not hesitate at all: "Then take the skin and repair it, old man, you have to repair it carefully, don't let Jun Yan see the flaws." ”

"Hmph, do you still need to worry about my medical skills?" Forget the previous Chen's answer was full of arrogance, but the next moment there was no sound. What is there to be proud of in the end, his medical skills? Not even a single human life can be spared!

Luna didn't refute, only asked, "When will it start?"

He was in a hurry.

"You make your arm look like this, where do I have time to delay?" Forget Qianchen reprimanded the moon god, and then summoned Leng Xinghui and asked him to continue to take care of the fire, and he was going to take the moon god to his special room.

Leng Xinghui naturally saw the Moon God's injury, and couldn't help but ask Master. Forget the past and have nothing to hide, only to say that he wants to take the moon god to repair the skin. This kind of thing, Leng Xinghui has only seen a few words in a book - not every doctor can do such a thing, a little carelessness will only damage more, ordinary people would rather find a good medicine for vitality and rejuvenation than not come nonsense like the moon god.

One skin was taken and repaired to another......

The thought of cutting another bigger wound on the moon god's body, Leng Xinghui's eyes were full of distress. When he was tortured by the Gongmeng family, his appearance was miserable, and the scars stitched up all over his body were ugly, and it was because he could recognize the holy hand of medicine like Forget Qianchen that he gradually got rid of those scars. But in retrospect, I just felt that my fate was unbearable. But if you scratch even one place on the luna......

"Master. Leng Xinghui looked at Forget Qianchen: "Can you take my skin and use it?"

Forget Qianchen didn't answer, just looked at Leng Xinghui angrily, Leng Xinghui had fear in his eyes, but he didn't give up half a step: "Master, it must be possible, right?"

"Hmph, what you think is simple, how can it be so easy!" forgot Qianchen and simply turned his head and didn't look at Leng Xinghui.

Leng Xinghui didn't believe it: "Master is so powerful, he must be able to!"

"What the hell are you ......" turned his head suddenly, forgetting his previous experience, he couldn't wait to teach Leng Xinghui a lesson on the spot, and when he saw the moon god, he pressed back the anger in his heart again.

At this time, the moon god spoke: "There is no need to do this. ”

He didn't lie, and the words in his mouth even carried half disgust.

"Why......" Leng Xinghui looked at the moon god: "Why?"

Everyone knows that the moon god is not mentally complete, but many times, the moon god's mind is the most transparent, he looked at Leng Xinghui, and suddenly said: "Old man, you are too worried." ”

It seems to have no head and no brains, but it makes Forget Qianchen startled.

Forget the past, Leng Xinghui has a special affection for the moon god, but the moon god knows that Leng Xinghui is looking at him, but not him.

In just one minute of the track, everyone in the audience seemed to have experienced several wars.

There was a person named Zhou Zhen present, who has always been known for his fast hand speed in piano performance, and he has always been complacent, but now, he looked at Wu Han on the stage, and he felt inferior to his hands that could not be seen at all.

This stanza, called the Swift Sonata, not only accelerates the piece, but also plays extremely quickly. Wu Han's hand speed became faster and faster, almost breaking through the limits of human beings.

In other words, for Wu Han, who has the ability to transform, he shouldn't be compared with the limits of human beings......

It was almost extreme, and there was a sudden pause, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.

I didn't let everyone wait too long, and soon, the piano sounded again.

The rhythm of "Zheng ......" is different from before, if it was fast to the extreme, now it is slow to the extreme.

In the sound of the piano, Richard crossed the distance of time and space, returned to his childhood, his father patted him on the head and praised him: "Good boy, awesome!" Lang Lang thought of the first concert in his life, he sat on a small stool, his feet did not touch the ground: "In the future, I will let a lot of people come to listen to my performance, a lot of people!" Zhou Zhen's ears sounded the teacher's earnest teachings: "Blindly pursuing speed, just inferior, real performance, is to integrate true feelings, let the audience enter your world." ”

"The last song, the final movement of the wild dance!" Looking at the crowd in the audience, the corners of Wu Han's mouth provoked a bad smile, and his fingering changed instantly.

The crowd was stunned for two seconds, then they stood up and danced as they knew.

After playing for a while, Wu Han put the piano away, ran to the stage, and took Li Yu's hand: "Quick, let's run away!"

In the deep night, an inconspicuous car slowly drove from Hangchuan to Nanshi.

The driver concentrated on driving, and Wu Han and Li Yu sat in the back seat eating snacks.

At this time, Wu Han was wrapped in Li Yu's cotton clothes - no way, he ran in a chic manner at that time, forgetting that the clothes were still on the ground...... As for Li Yu, he can only hug Wu Han to keep warm.

As for the air conditioner, I heard from the driver, the air conditioner seems to be broken.

"Fairy Qinse?" Li Yu asked thoughtlessly.

"Hmm. Wu Han doesn't deny it.

The shape she first "transformed" was the classic skin of the Qin Se Fairy, and later a special limited skin: Guqin Aftertaste. This skin Wu Han has seen in the game, and it is not very good-looking, but I didn't expect that the actual shape is much better than the effect in the game.

"Can you play the piano?"

"Won't ......"

Peeling a pistachio and putting it in Wu Han's mouth, Li Yu asked casually, "What is your system called?"

"Whispering ......" Wu Han was defenseless, and the next moment, the pistachio stuck in her throat.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Lying on Li Yu's lap and coughing for a long time, she finally got her breath, she turned her head, looked at Li Yu, and complained: "You ......"

Why are you so bad?

"Youyan, it's none of my business......" Wu Han explained to Youyan.

If possible, Youyan wants to feed Wu Han a ton of pistachios to kill her!

"No, Hanhan, how does he know that I am a 'system'?" "Ask him, what's going on?"

Even if Yu Yan didn't remind him, Wu Han planned to ask. Then, the result of the question silenced Youyan.

Li Yu told Wu Han that he once encountered a system called "Angji", which was drifted from a distant world and transformed his body for him, and then Angji left.

Onji ...... Yu Yan knows this system. In the past, they always forgot that they were just a system, they learned from human beings, had feelings, understood "love", and it fell in love with Angji.

Just as human beings would abandon love in favor of others, it has also given up on highness. When it got the energy of the small seven clouds, it completely forgot about Angji.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it may not be love, so easily, give up, forget. If Li Yu hadn't mentioned it, it wouldn't have remembered that there was once such a system......

Youyan was depressed for a long time.

It was already early in the morning when he returned to the dormitory, Wu Han turned over the door under Li Yu's eyes, took off his clothes and threw them to Li Yu: "See you tomorrow!" Then hugged himself tightly and quickly went upstairs.

Li Yu put on clothes with Wu Han's body temperature and walked alone under the dim street lamp.

"Bang, are you able to modify other people's memories?"

"Yes. ”

"Have you ever changed my memory? I always feel like I've forgotten something important. ”

"No ......"

Back in the dormitory, the girls had already fallen asleep, Wu Han was glad that the key was in the bag, opened the door and entered the dormitory, Wu Han suddenly remembered that the meal card was still in his jacket pocket.

"How......" howled in a low voice, lost his clothes, and had to reissue a meal card, which was sad.

Packing himself up lightly, Wu Han climbed into bed, sent Li Yu a good night text message, and then closed his eyes. Well, can't sleep......

The editor spent most of the time introducing Richard Clayderman, and then put a screenshot of Richard's official speech on the Chinese official Weibo of the tour.

"I have worked with Chinese classical instruments many times, and I have never been so shocking as tonight. There is no end to learning, and the pursuit of music is also endless, so I decided to find a famous teacher, study hard, and feel the charm of Chinese silk and bamboo. ”

Underneath the large text, there is also a picture of Richard, sitting on the edge of a stage, looking at the camera, his eyes full of infinite affection.

On this side, Wu Han, who was lying on the bed, called out directly: "My God!"

The one behind Richard, it's her clothes, right?

Right?

Leng Xinghui didn't cry, but he could feel that there was endless sorrow coming from his body. Bowing his head and thinking for a moment, he simply kicked the medicine stove over: "Go, follow me!"

He stepped away, and the moon god walked with him.

The medicinal juice dripping from the medicine stove that was tumbling on the ground, and the burning charcoal was still glowing red, Leng Xinghui simply processed them, and quickly kept up with the master's pace.

This time, the moon god did not stop Leng Xinghui, nor did he show his disgust.

Probably because when Leng Xinghui looked at him, his mood was too sad, and the sadness in it could drown out all the peace and joy he had seen these days.

In the dark, the moon god knew that the "person" Leng Xinghui was looking at was no longer alive, and even if he lived for the rest of his life, Leng Xinghui could no longer do anything for "that person".

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