Hua Tao covered his phone and glanced back at Hua Xueying. Her little mouth was high, and she was very reluctant to use her phone to contact Gong Laosan. The reason is very simple, this palace third also betrayed her father Hua Qiming, and until her father died, she didn't come back to take a look.

Gong Laosan is Hua Qiming's proud disciple, and his medical skills rank first among the eight disciples, and he is pinned on high hopes together with Jing Xiaopeng. But because Hua Qiming burned the big three treasures in public, Gong Laosan was angry and ran away from the court, and since then he has changed his ways, self-taught Western medicine, picked up a scalpel, and finally became a deputy director of surgery in a city hospital.

"Ah Xue, the third senior brother said that he misses you." Hua Tao made up a nonsense, wanting to ease the relationship between his brothers and sisters.

"Cut~! I went out to see, where did the sun come from? Hua Xueying sneered and glanced at Hua Tao fiercely.

Hua Tao sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that the two brothers and sisters have too deep a grudge and have been resentful for too long, and they don't trust each other's sincerity. In fact, the three of Gong Lao have good character and good medical skills, which is very worthy of their friendship.

"Hehehe! Third Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Sister wants to invite you over for dinner, her face is thin, and she is embarrassed to say, so I will work for the ninth senior ......"

"No time!" Gong Han refused.

"Don't, I'll let the Captain pick you up."

"Not interested! If you don't have anything else, I went back to sleep, just got off the operating table, tired and panicked. Gong Han replied coldly, and wanted to hang up the phone.

"Wait, wait! Third Senior Brother, I have something important to ask you for. Do you know Shi Niang? ”

"Master?" Gong Han was stunned and said, "I know, why are you asking this?" ”

Hua Tao didn't answer directly, just when Gong Han was a little impatient, a portrait of a woman was uploaded on his mobile phone.

"Third Senior Brother, this is Senior Sister, right?"

"Huh?" Gong Han was shocked, he was not surprised to see the portrait of the woman, but surprised to see the portrait surrounded by a big gossip. This big gossip was too familiar to him, it was an unforgettable familiarity, and he had thought about it countless times.

"Senior brother, you are talking, you are in a hurry!" Hua Tao waited for a long time, and when he saw that the third man of the palace was silent, he shouted loudly.

It was not only Hua Tao who was anxious, but Hua Xueying also blushed and looked at her mobile phone expectantly. She wanted to know the result so much, as a daughter, she fantasized about her mother's appearance in her dreams countless times, but when she woke up, all the mothers' voices and smiles were like bubbles, and they disappeared without a trace.

"Yes, she's a teacher, where did you see it?" Gong Han said in a deep voice.

"Master, Axue, listen, it's Shiniang! Hahaha! ”

As soon as Gong Han's words fell, Hua Tao's excited roar came from the end of the mobile phone, and then Hua Xueying's crying sound. The phone didn't hang up until the cry turned into a sob, and Hua Tao replied: "Third senior brother, the portrait of the senior sister is pasted on a copper box, do you know what's going on?" ”

"Copper box?!" Gong Handa's face was flushed, and his hands trembled violently, "Can the copper box be opened?" ”

"No, I can't see the opening, there's no button. Brother, I was about to ask you! Hua Tao said.

"Lao Jiu, I'll go to Dahuatang immediately, you are optimistic about this copper pimple. Remember, this copper lump must be carried with you at all times, and Xue Baocheng and Lin Zifeng can't be aware of it. ”

"Good! You hurry up, Ah Xue and I are waiting for you in the hall. Hua Tao immediately agreed.

He was excited, the photo he sent just now did not have the full picture of the copper box, Gong Laosan didn't even ask about the appearance of the copper box, so he gave up his face and was about to come over, it can be seen that Gong Laosan has seen the copper box, and he is very familiar with it.

Perhaps, the time has come for Xue Baocheng and Lin Zifeng!

Hua Xueying squatted on the side of the coffee table, Mosuo portrait, sobbing while softly calling for her mother, small tears wetting a large nightdress. Even though it was just a cold portrait, even though the woman in the painting looked as young as she was, she was still full of emotion and cried out sadly.

Hua Tao took out a tissue, wiped the tears on her face for the beautiful sister, and then gently helped her up: "Ah Xue, you should be happy to see your mother, put away your tears, we should go to business!" ”

"Where are you going?" Hua Xueying buried herself in Hua Tao's chest and asked.

"Back to Dahuatang, the third senior brother knows this box, I can be sure that this is left by the old master." Hua Tao said softly.

Hua Xueying glanced at the portrait again, took her big scarf, wrapped the copper box tightly, and finally hugged it tightly in her arms, with sadness on her face, as if she was not holding a copper bump, but a mother who had passed away and had never seen her.

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Xue Baocheng was wearing a black tweed coat, his body trembled a little, and he slowly paced down the stairs all the way to the reception room on the third floor.

It was cold, and the winter was coming too quickly, and he suddenly realized that he was not as strong as he expected. The Blood Bamboo King toxin on his body had all been removed, and the enemy that had plagued him for months had also been buried in the ground by him, but he didn't feel the slightest excitement, as if there was a little more chill.

"Am I old?" Xue Baocheng muttered and opened the curtains.

Outside the window, a pair of young men and women walked into the Dahua Hall together, and the woman in the plain white dress held a wrapper in her arms. Next to the woman, a tall and handsome young man put his arms around the woman's waist, with a little excitement and anticipation on his face. The young man, as if sensing a pair of eyes on the other side, turned his head, smiled at the window, and then gave a thumbs up and struck the ground a few times.

Provocative, contemptuous, with incomparable contempt, like a sharp knife poked at Xue Baocheng's chest.

"What's going on? Is he a human or a ghost? Xue Baocheng couldn't help but wave his arms and roar.

He had obviously watched his opponent bury himself in the waste water pool, and stabbed the opponent with an iron bone claw coated with the Xeon Nine Yousan Poison, even if he was not suffocated, the Xeon Nine Yousan Poison would see blood and seal his throat, even if he had an antidote on his body, it would be useless.

"Second Lin Lao, why is the little guy still alive?" Xue Baocheng held back his anger and dialed Lin Zifeng's phone.

"Brother Bao, the little guy has a helper and was rescued, and more than a dozen brothers under my command didn't say a word, all of them became fucking wilted turnips." Lin Zifeng replied lightly.

"Who saved it?"

"I don't know, it may be the sixth child, who else can knock down my ten brothers at once except the sixth brother?" Lin Zifeng lied, he had to say this, after all, the fox lion on the other side was still cooperating with him.

"You eat?!"

"You're the fucking shit-eater? You are in a hurry to go back and be happy, so let Lao Tzu drink the northwest wind?! Lin Zifeng scolded angrily. He hated it in his heart, if he didn't do it last night, he didn't stop doing it, and he did this old Wang Ba, maybe he would win a big victory, and he wouldn't be able to escape.

Xue Baocheng's face turned from white to black, then from black to purple, and finally slowly returned to normal. He silently hung up his phone, closed the curtains, returned to the couch, closed his eyes and fell back on.

Little by little, he let go of the chill and fear in his heart, and rekindled his belief in victory.

Even if he doesn't rely on Lin Lao Er, his brother Bao can defeat the opponent. His seventeenth back hand is still stuck in the opponent's heart, plus himself, and give him a little bit of heavenly luck, he can win a big victory.

"Ah Jun, come in!" Xue Baocheng sat upright, picked up the walkie-talkie and said.

In less than ten breaths, the hidden door was pushed open, and the long-bodied Ah Jun walked in quickly, bowing down and standing on the side of the sofa.

"Ah Jun, is Jing Xiaopeng back?"

"Definitely not. I was told the story that he was still stranded in Kyoto and was visiting the Great Wall with a young woman, so he probably won't be back soon. ”

Xue Baocheng bowed slightly, Ah Jun would definitely not lie to him, his inside line was also reliable, Jing Xiaopeng must still be in Kyoto. As long as Jing Xiaopeng doesn't return, he has absolute certainty to defeat the little guy.

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