"Shaodong, that distinguished guest is the legendary little miracle doctor?"

The shopkeeper stood behind Ming Xueshuang, followed his gaze, and saw Xiao Fuyi's back disappear at the end of the street.

"Can't you see it, can you?" Ming Xueshuang retracted her gaze, "She's very powerful." ”

If it wasn't powerful, how could he single-handedly play the people of the Dayan Royal Family?

He also cured the dying Seventh Prince, and pulled him back from the gate of the Hades Palace.

People like the little divine doctor can no longer look at her with the eyes of a normal person.

"The young owner once said that the little doctor is actually a woman, don't you like her?"

The shopkeeper's voice was a little small, but there was still some worry in his eyes.

The little divine doctor looked at it, and he didn't have half a heart for his young owner.

"You're thinking too much." The corners of Ming Xueshuang's mouth twitched slightly, "Why are you and Uncle Ming so out of tune!" ”

Uncle Ming is the old shopkeeper of Yanjing and Rentang.

"Are we out of tune? We see that you are particularly concerned about the matter of the little miracle doctor, and Uncle Ming passed the book last time, saying that he should let the old man pay more attention. ”

"You gave out all the inventory of our shop yourself, is this considered a courtesy?"

The two shopkeepers are both people who look at Shaodong's family, and treat him like their own children.

They are not considered to be the scores of their elders, and Ming Xueshuang is not angry.

I couldn't cry or laugh, and took out a stack of silver tickets from my sleeve: "This is given by the little miracle doctor, put it away." ”

Yes?

The shopkeeper looked at the pile of silver tickets, his face full of disappointment.

Feelings really give money?

He thought it was sent out by his young owner, and he thought that his brain had finally opened up.

"Why are you still collecting money from others?"

The grace of saving lives, with a lot of good appearance?

They have a lot of marriages with Rentang!

"My brother still settles accounts, since the little doctor is willing to treat me as a brother, I naturally can't let her down. But ......"

The rest of the words, he didn't say for a long time.

Every time he saw the little miracle doctor, he felt very kind.

Could it be that this is the curse from the grace of saving lives?

Xiao Fuyi didn't know that the shopkeeper was thinking about letting Ming Xueshuang take Herentang to make a promise.

She came back with a pair of low-grade medicinal herbs, ready to refine the potion to restore her internal strength overnight.

Tomorrow's assessment, I don't know the situation yet, maybe I can use it.

Yan Zhaoxi hadn't seen her all afternoon, but when he saw her at this time, he didn't blink his eyes.

Everyone else did their own duties, waiting for the second day, and sent Xiao Fuyi to participate in the freshman assessment.

That night, Xiao Fuyi slept very early.

Because the assessment of new students requires that they get down the mountain before dawn, before sunrise, they must climb to the top of the mountain, and those who do not climb up are deemed to have given up.

When Xiao Fuyi was asleep, Yan Zhaoxi opened his eyes.

His eyes were scarlet for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

Inky eyes stared at Xiao Fuyi's sleeping face, and a kiss was imprinted on her cheek.

Soon, blood surged from the bottom of his eyes, his face was hideous, the pain in his chest was torn, and he was uncontrollable, so that Yan Zhaoxi forcibly blocked several big holes on his body.

He struggled against the Holy Gu every day.

In order not to be completely controlled by the other party, he pretended to be obedient and allowed himself to be controlled by the Holy Gu into a half-demented appearance.

But in reality, subconsciously it has always been awake.

This kind of approach is extremely risky, and if you don't get it right, it will really get out of control completely.

But Yan Zhaoxi ruthlessly came up with this method, only by obeying and being charged, can he divide part of his mental strength and cultivate well.

Refining the violent qi in the body.

It's a pity that after so long, the effect is minimal.

Fortunately, the Holy Gu finally let down his guard, allowing him to breathe.