"Xiaobai,. Master, if I really get drunk and fall here, can you really keep me safe?? ”

Lan Jingyue looked at Xiaobai's tangled little eyes in disbelief.

"Of course, Xiaobai protects the master, and the master is not afraid..."

"Let's go play."

Saying this, Lan Jingyue's heart began to sour again.

Her dignity is the first beauty in the five countries, but the pity is that she is still a little snake protecting her.

The sunrise rises little by little, the fragrance of gardenias lingers around Lan Jingyue, and the birds also start their day's work.

Looking at the mountains not far away, in her heart, she can read the meaning between the mountains better than anyone else, men, aren't they all like that?

For what you want, people, and even the world, I'm afraid the most important thing is the country.

"When the dust is cleared, the rain is flying, the sunrise mountains are green, the breeze is provocative, and the green silk dances lightly without seeing the ......"

After chanting a poem, Lan Jingyue took another big sip of wine, maybe it was easier to get drunk when she was sad, and it didn't take long for her to feel that there were two suns in front of her.

"In the dusty season, the flowers are flying, the sunrise mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the Yiren are drunk and sitting in the sea of snowflakes, and they don't know why?"

In my ears, there was a voice as gentle as water, faint and reproachful in it.

Although he had only seen two sides in a hurry, Lan Jingyue, who was still drunk, heard who was missing.

Hearing this voice, for some reason, there was a trace of joy in her heart, and she turned around and smiled at the person in the wheelchair.

Bai Zixu sat in a wheelchair, looking at her sitting on the stone with half-lowered eyes, calm as water, in the fresh and fragrant sea of gardenias, like a quiet painting.

Lan Jingyue pursed her lips and smiled, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you today." ”

The last time I saw Bai Zixu, I remember that he said that it seems that he will be here for a few days a year, and it will only be two days for him to go back.

He's still here, of course, it's normal.

Bai Zixu looked at her face, her indifferent eyes moved slightly, and the golden thread in her palm flew towards Lan Jingyue like a snake.

She didn't know martial arts, so she couldn't dodge that speed, allowing the golden thread to wrap around her wrist.

"Zixu, what are you??"

"Peace of mind, calm down." Bai Zixu looked at her seriously.

Lan Jingyue was originally a medical woman, and she quickly understood what Bai Zixu was going to do, relaxed her spirit, and let Bai Zixu take the pulse.

Looking at Bai Zixu's serious eyes, a pair of very beautiful eyebrows came together as they crossed the back moon.

In a moment, the gold thread was withdrawn.

"The body is suffering from convulsive heartache." Affirmative, without the slightest question.

"You know how to heal?"

Lan Jingyue, who asked this sentence, felt that her brain was amused even if she was overly drunk, and she had long heard that Bai Zixu was the Holy Hand Immortal King.

Since he already believed that he was the real Bai Zixu, it was not surprising that he knew how to heal.

"I know a little bit about fur," the sub-preface said quietly.

Lan Jingyue was silent, the world is called the Holy Hand Immortal King, and she still knows a little bit about fur, look at how modest this person is, then her first doctor is not the little skill of carving insects and carving insects?

Forget it, don't care, looking at people who can still understand modern syncope and heartache, it can be regarded as a skilled doctor, don't worry about him.

He could see at a glance that her face was abnormal, and this kind of medical skill was already very affirmative.