"The Seven Killing Battalion has suffered heavy casualties and called the medical fairy, is there any benevolent and beautiful fairy sister to save your life?" The light flashed in the central formation, and a pair of cards flew out, Yuebai glanced left and right, sighed, and grabbed it directly.

"I'm coming!" Yuebai nodded with the tired and dead dog-like medical fairy girls around her, flicked her sleeves to take away the bottles and cans she had just found on the table, and stepped on the frisbee at the door...... Let's call it a frisbee.,Because there's a stool to sit on in addition to the plate-like bottom.,Although you can't control the direction yourself, but the ride is still very cool.,The name is transliteration.,The prototype should be something called an unmanned car.,There should be a beautiful shape in the free day.,But this is a military camp.,So it's been simplified.,All the facilities of the facial features, including windshield armrests and the like, are all omitted.,If it's not for the medical fairy, even the stool can be omitted.,

There are very few immortals in the fairy world, there are hundreds of millions of troops without a fixed pass, and the absolute main force is the immortals, and only a very small number of immortals are generally out of management or sharp knife troops, and there are very few people who are even in charge of logistics.

In fact, this is a kind of insufficient troops, but there is no way, the population base of the immortals is there, and there are not many people who can be recruited. And the fairy world is this structural proportion, the sworn enemy birdman is also this proportion, hundreds of millions of angels are the general fairy level, the real elites are those deformed birdmen with several pairs of wings, the kind that a certain fried chicken restaurant farm exclusively supplies multi-winged chickens for a certain period of time, they are the real main force and core leaders.

But for the medical immortals, this is a good thing. The immortal and the immortal spirit want to cure the immortal power that is absolutely different, the spell to bring the immortal back to life is difficult to give the immortal a small wound, and the immortal is one-on-one careful service, as long as the immortal spirit is sprinkled with a lot of immortal law, the merit is immeasurable! But then again, the immortal's self-healing ability is not comparable to the immortal, if the immortal can't handle the injury himself, Yuebai is a little doctor immortal even if he goes up.

But but! This ratio is really out of balance, the immortals can barely barely pass the three digits, which is already one-third of the total number of doctors and immortals in the entire immortal realm, but the immortals start with nine figures! Even if the immortal power of healing fairies is relatively small, it can't be busy! Every day, these beautiful doctors and fairies like flowers are as if they have been brutally destroyed, tired like dead dogs, and they can't get up.

"Yuebai, why are you again!" Half of his body was beaten, and the seven killings camp tent saw Yuebai, and he came up and laughed.

"What, you're not welcome?" Yuebai didn't bother to look at him, and when he beckoned, a piece of moonlight fell behind him...... It is not the missing arms and broken legs, but the wounded soldiers who only have their arms and legs left.

"Tsk, didn't you say that a beautiful fairy lady would come?! How are you? The original condensed figure of the Seven Killings has begun to dissipate, but the mouth still does not stop, and it is still full of disgust.

"Okay, then you go to the beautiful fairy sister, I won't wait!" Yuebai glared at him, turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, Lord Jin Xian, am I wrong? Go back and kowtow to you to make amends, rub your shoulders and pinch your back, serve tea and pour water, don't throw me down! The comrades-in-arms behind him recovered one by one, and the seven killings howled even more.

"What water?" A guy who originally had only half a hand left gradually recovered his mouth, and immediately said something.

"Footwater!" I don't know which mouth has just recovered, and there is a burst of laughter.

"Footwash, huh? Okay, you have to take what you say seriously, go! Yuebai squinted at everyone with a smile, and grabbed the seven kills, "I took your battalion commander away, let him pour my footwashing water first and then put it back!" ”

"Take it away, take it away, don't come back if you don't pour enough water for washing your feet!"

A light blue moonlight shrouded the Seven Kills, and when he returned to the Medical Immortal Office, he found an unexpected person.

"I've seen the marshal!" The body is already thin to a certain limit, and the seven kills and one bone supported by the fairy power of the moon white get up and have to salute.

"Don't move!" The same voice, but it came from the mouths of two different people, Yuebai didn't look at Mo Wenjun, and threw it into the intensive care ward as soon as he restrained the seven kills: "What situation do you not know now?" Still messing around and wanting to die, right? ”

Mo Wenjun is accustomed to the original shy and reserved little brother's wild change now: "No need to be polite, recuperate first." ”

Yuebai threw the person to Fairy Honghan to take over, nodded at the fairy, and then looked at Mo Wenjun: "Is the military marshal so idle?" Do you still have time to hang around with the Medical Immortal Agency? ”

"I didn't find a conscience, do you know where she went?" At the insistence of Mo Wenjun, the acquiescence of the Purple Smoke Fairy, and the indifference of Xiao Yezi, Xiao Yezi changed his name, and Mo Wenxin, now announced to the public, is the apprentice of the Purple Smoke Fairy and the righteous sister of Mo Wenjun. Otherwise, there is no reason why so many friends are stuffed into the pile of this man, right?!

"Didn't you give her a newsletter?"

"She doesn't answer." Although Mo Wenxin is not so hostile to Mo Wenjun now, he doesn't have a good feeling, and even sometimes annoys him, but he likes to stick to Yuebai.

"She won't answer?" Yuebai hung a communication to Mo Wenxin, this time the answer was simply fast, Yuebai raised his eyebrows at Mo Wenjun: Where did you not answer?

Mo Wenjun is simply congested! Did I lie to you?

"Ask Heart, where have you been?"

"Moon White!" Mo Wenxin changed his name, but his voice was still the same style, "The master asked me to collect the parameters of the Stygian Sea, and I am in Jingmentian!" ”

"Why did you run over alone and not say a word? Who went with you? Yuebai raised his eyebrows.

"Someone from the Smoke Spirit is also coming to the Styx, let's come together!" The conscience replied extremely aggrieved, "I told you, you didn't pick me up Feimeng." ”

Yuebai really found three missed communications, all of which came from Xiao Yezi, and was a little embarrassed: "I was on duty just now, I didn't see it...... Why didn't you answer the communication that the marshal gave you just now? ”

"I was too busy to notice."

“…… He's looking for someone to find me here, you go back and hang up a newsletter for him, I still have something to do, hang up first. Yuebai glanced at Mo Wenjun, "You heard it, I still have to clean up the battlefield, you can do it yourself." ”

"Hmm." Mo Wenjun nodded at Yuebai, and hurriedly left to find a quiet place, for fear of missing Mo Wenxin's communication.

Looking at his back, the corners of Yuebai's mouth sank slightly.

"Yuebai, let's go!" A greeting came from the communication, Yuebai shook her head to shake off her inexplicable emotions, and hurriedly followed the traveling team.