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This chapter introduces ways to prevent some diseases, and if you have a sick person, you may wish to take a look at it......

Just as Qiao San and Spirit Flame were quietly approaching, suddenly there was a small space, falling down to the beach, and that space was like an open-air house, shrouded in several shadowy figures.

"Oh!?, why are they coming?" said Qiao San, startled, and muttered to himself.

"Oh, they're ...... Josan friends!?"

"What's wrong with her?" suddenly an unfamiliar voice sounded, appearing to be a young woman.

"Cerebral thrombosis!" replied a young man, in a deep tone.

"Well, eating ginger three times a day can prevent cerebral thrombosis, once like a big raw grain, and if you often eat outside food, you must ask the restaurant for a small bowl, and skim off the floating oil and water in the vegetable soup in advance, and if you don't eat it, you will be fine! The most important thing is to exercise more, exercise more, and your blood vessels will be soft......" she said in a clear tone.

Qiao San looked at the turbulent sea, and his whole body turned green with anger.

Xiao Lingkun was still stuck in the fingers of his left hand, like an extremely strange spirit thorn.

Qiao San looked at the sky, tilted his head, and whistled three times: the Lingkun flew into the air and turned into a green transparent butterfly, and flew away.

Qiao San looked at the dictator who was walking in the air, and smiled like a spirit that had just broken away from his spirit body. He smiled so brightly and beautifully.

At this moment, a small orange lantern flew up on Qiao San's left chest.

The lantern resembles a little royal palace resembling a golden splendour: floating nobly.

It went down and up---- and then moored the little spirit in the corner of Qiao San's line of sight.

After mooring for a while, he drifted away.

Just the moment it disappears. Qiao San's truth is an arrow, catch up, and persuade it back.

However, Qiao San did not hold back, and the little orange lamp floated freely like a divine object of equal importance.

It's out of the air. Floating in a vacuum.

Because it gives people an incomparably strong feeling of floating. It's like taking a space step. Qiao San lifted himself and wanted to catch it.

It dodges quickly, like a well-trained Excalibur. No, properly speaking, it should be a magic lamp. Suddenly. "Click, click Next, the bean-sized raindrops fell on the face. Qiao San walked through the raindrops to catch the little fetish-like orange lamp, and the faster he went, the faster it was. "Okay, you actually hide from me!" Qiao San said a little angrily, a little angrily. "Hehe, I'll play for a while!" I just listened to the little orange lamp, which suddenly landed in front of Qiao San, and said in a milky voice.

Qiao San was helpless, and temporarily gave up tracking the colorless and transparent little artifact.

That orange lamp is in general. The little artifact with the flickering ghost fire only swayed in mid-air for a moment, and then floated away to the extreme.

Qiao San looked at the sky. The little orange-red artifact that shimmered with ghostly fire, ""P-!-p!!" was in mid-air, allowing it to move in the air, leaving behind one trace of orange light.

The sky seemed to be blue: a great thunderclap appeared, and the dark clouds opened up like a well-trained army. Qiao San took Lingyan's hand and ran silently on the shore, like cheering.

"They're too bitter!" The Purple Melody Fairy, who had always been strong and invincible, burst into tears this time. Her tears flowed and flowed.

"Sister Zi Xian: Let's go, let's go together!Stay away from the pollution from the human heart!" When the Ziqu Fairy closed her eyes with difficulty, and recalled her previous life with great sadness, she saw Qiao San and Lingyan flying towards her.

Lingyan pulled the Purple Melody Fairy in his left hand and Qiao San in his right hand: the three of them were like sisters. Run on the beach and cheer!

"We're back! We're back! The wicked hand who took the cockscomb by plagiarizing the manuscript! Look at us! Look at us!" they ran and cheered, like an anti-plagiarism group.

Qiao San took the hand of the Spirit Flame and ran silently on the shore, and because they were running too fast, their steps were as if they were facing the ground beneath their feet. In loud and swift joy,

"Whew......" A wave roared. Qiao San tugged at the little hand of the Spirit Flame, suddenly rose into the air, and floated away from the beach!

"Hehe: the soul's careful eyes, jealous!" Lingyan suddenly tilted his little head, looked at Qiao San, and said extremely seriously.

"Haha!" said Josan laughing, and his laughter fell on the waves like a wave drum......

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