Even when Korea arrives in front of the guests, he can't help but regain his self-esteem. He put his hand on his back again. As for the sky, there is no way forward.

"Lang, you're such a smart man.

"With a critical illness, sprinkled, let it go, it's his idea to treat ghosts, forgive me!"

Many of Changshengtang's doctors heard the sarcasm of the Korean guests, and they laughed when they were not forbidden to come.

He had blood drawn and could not be seen for the whole day.

In fact, I want to wake up Hua Song on all days, and I can do it.

If you don't see a gentleman in the air, you shouldn't have Korean guests.

Finally, find a chair to sit on a stick in this area and really play.

Fang Min finally couldn't help it. He bumped into each other in the three or two steps of the previous day, suppressed his anger, and said, "Is this the end?"

"It's all over, I've already said," looking at that stick all day, without even raising your head.

"You ......" Fang Minxiang felt that he had done it, and he was so angry that he couldn't say anything.

But on the luggage rack, there was a slight cough.

Let's see, selected child: Fang Huasong breathing air?

Fang Min knelt on the ground with a reckless face and shouted eagerly, "Grandpa, grandpa, you're awake!"

Fang Huasong held this stick, in the hands of God's brother, all he saved was the stick.

At this point, one would understand that his cane was returned.

Every piece of sky has a stick, and the direction of vision is Fang Min.

Fang Minxiang knows the world well, and he also made it clear about the return of crutches.

However, he is a gentleman who knows that words can be retrieved. He advises Fang Hua Truffles:

"Zu, you just went to bed, and people didn't wake up.

"Even Dr. Han was helpless. He saved himself because you came back from the ghost gate.

"He'll save me, I'll agree. If I can wake you up, I'll give her this crutch.

"Now, he seems to be saying, Grandpa, this stick ......"

Although Fang Huasong was lying on the luggage rack, God was awake.

When he heard the whole story, he shook his head and weakly turned to the Heavenly Dao.

Lang.... These days. This is my ancestral stick.

He said that there is a secret hidden in the stick of the leadership village, where the most difficult part of the family can be saved.

"So I don't want to talk to anyone...... I'd be dying if I could.

"What if...... I look west at that foot, this stick will go into the earth with me, I don't know what is going on with the other stick.

"Now, since you saved me. I'll send you again... It's fate. ”

Hearing that they are relaxing in China, people are not surprised that they do not have a name.

Even Fang Min didn't know.

It's amazing every day. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's the secret on the crutch?"

Fang Huasong waved his hand.

"I really don't know what the secret is...... My father, my grandfather did not know.

"I know, I wander around every day with this stick.

"I use ...... a lot He immediately got the secret. But I get it... He was the first to look careless.

"Although it was hard to read yesterday...... There is no article about this medicine.

"So, for me...... The first tree head he wanted. ”

It turns out that people don't know what psychic power, or psychic power, is.

It is correct to know whether the "medicine" is acceptable, and there is nothing wrong with knowing if the "medicine" is not acceptable.

Therefore, is the appearance of his spiritual power not as good as the vulgar expression among ordinary people?

He nodded every day, "If that's the case, you're welcome." "No, he proudly went to the pharmacy with a stick.

Look at this brother's heartbeat, open his eyes and say.

Don't rush to send grandpa to the hospital, even Fang Min can't remember asking his brother's origin.

...

When I returned to the hostel in the evening, it was convenient for me to get out of the crutches, and I looked carefully for a long time.

He didn't care what secrets were hidden inside. He saw whether such a careless soul was abundant.

Five minutes later, a smile finally appeared every day.

He saw the existence of the soul in the Heart Grass, which was cherished by Fang Huasong.

Dublin Heaven has kidnapped you and made him stand with you for 12304018498 dollars.

You know, dear readers.

In general, the heart grass is the thickest, gradually getting smaller in the middle, and the last part should be the smallest.

Every day, we can see that the ends of this grass are divided into several basic parts. As for the two types of medium and coarse, this one made him suspicious.

However, this can be a temporary credit. These are his words, no matter what they look like, but the spiritual forces no longer follow.

Second, what Heaven does is cut the exterior into seven parts.

However, it was not easy for him to pack this difficult thing.

He wanted to buy it in preparation, but didn't know anything. Don't put his mother, Qin Zhi, in the money.

Qin Zhi is considering starting a cosmetics company on his own. It was difficult for her to stand on her feet for the past two days.

However, they knew how many kilograms their son was worth.

Although, at the family gathering, I am a little angry every day, but I don't think that my son has any hope.

Therefore, when it comes to starting a business, he doesn't give you a plan at all, let alone help you do anything one day.

Now when I see you're looking for your money, he's just smiling and caressing all the days. Give two thousand dollars of gold a day.

He also hinted at some suggestions.

In the mother's heart, Xiaoxiao's children are in their hearts.

I don't care much about it every day, but Li, and Qin Guozhi rested, and they came out.

In the Qin Dynasty, he couldn't say anything about it, but in the Qin State, Bai Zhi was naïve.

The supermarket buys some saws every day.

Instead, in each room, the grassroots parts were sawed off with a saw.

We could have sawn directly into the shape of the heart of the seven pieces of grass, but protected the appearance of the heart and the eyes of the grass.

All the gods came, and although they lost their magic, the method of practice was not forgotten.

So, he suddenly forgot about Jin Ru, and he also forgot that maybe God and mortals would be on the same day.

The soul of the grass is like a mist, starting from the water and slowly gathering on the surface of the water.

Then, eat these things into the "old road" cave at the top of the mountain.

A pillar of incense was paid, and he had gas on the water for everyone to eat.

At this time, Huang's body temperature gradually changed from five, ten, fifteen, twentie, and twenty-five......

When the body temperature reached 35 degrees, the sun began to wake up from the realm that was looking at me.

He noticed someone standing up softly. The body temperature was there, and the soul power of the festival disappeared like a grassroots.

Each bathtub is like a good yukata. Then dress up as grassroots from the bathroom side.

If grass roots are no different from normal grass roots, they are already black and blue.

Every day, a piece of white silk cloth is put into the shackles of clothes along with other unused hearts.

Then he quoted the curtains.

The habitual wind in the middle of the night, every day will find that there is a cold-blooded beneficial in the hole in the old road. This cool and beneficial path of blood passes fragile through the bottom, and all the days feel twice as spiritual.

But he knew it was early.

Now they breathe only for a period of time, practicing "insight into God...... Eat seventy kinds of grass hearts. ”

But there's only one verse a day, and if not, I guess all the practices today aren't so spiritual.

I was in a hurry, but I still let him experience "two blood vessels..."