Her explanation is quite reasonable. It is true that immortals are not something that ordinary humans can see at will.

However, Mo Yan still had one last trace of fantasy: "What about the voice? Is it male or female? ”

"Female."

Zi Qianmo replied casually.

Mo Yan's tone was a little urgent: "But the voice of a seven or eight-year-old girl? ”

Zi Qianmo was stunned.

What?

Witty as she was, she immediately understood something. I'm a man!

So she was waiting for her here! Mo Yan, this guy, is suspicious of her other vest! The out-of-body Bai Ze soul body uses the voice of a seven or eight-year-old girl!

Seeing that she was stunned, Mo Yan explained: "I know a friend in the Burning Xi Secret Realm, and she can also refine medicine that widens the muscles and veins. ”

Zi Qianmo's mind was buzzing.

She couldn't hear what Mo Yan was saying anymore, she could only see his thin lips closing one by one.

It's over!

Drop the vest!

And it fell so badly!

I knew that he was so keen, and when he was in the Burning Xi Secret Realm, he wouldn't have given him a decoction to widen his muscles and veins. After returning from the secret realm, she gave him the elixir with her own hands, isn't it the same?

Oops, how can you be so negligent!

Zi Qianmo was extremely remorseful and miserable in his heart. However, due to facial paralysis for more than 4,000 years, even if his heart is chaotic, he can still maintain high coldness on the surface.

What to do?

If you tell a lie, you have to use more lies to round it up.

In a hurry, Zi Qianmo blurted out: "It's the voice of a seven or eight-year-old girl." ”

Since he misunderstood.

Then let him misunderstand the end!

"Really?" Mo Yan held his breath, and although he tried to suppress it, his deep phoenix eyes were still filled with unconcealable joy.

He stretched out a pair of large hands and clasped her arms, palms as hot as magma, just like his eyes.

Zi Qianmo nodded: "......"

Human, why do you have such chicken jelly.

The reaction is not too much.

"It's her."

Mo Yan's voice was hoarse, his eyes were determined, and he muttered, "It must be." ”

In this world, how can there be so many existences with superb medical skills comparable to immortals, but they just happen to be able to refine the same medicine.

Too many coincidences.

It's inevitable!

Zi Qianmo felt so tired, she was a little depressed, a little regretful, and began to wonder if the demon was born - did she get rid of it?

Why do you feel like you've dug a hole and buried yourself?

"Miss Seven."

Mo Yan sensed her gaffe, took a deep breath, let go of the restraint on her arms, stared at her, and said, "Please be sure to follow her well...... I mean, the god studied medicine. She is very good and will teach you a lot. ”

In this world, there is no better demon than Xiao Momo.

Since Xiao Momo chose Miss Seven, brought a turnaround to Miss Seven's life, and taught Miss Seven miraculous medical skills, then there must be her reasons.

The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more he became.

If Xiao Momo chose Miss Seven first and taught Miss Seven in his dream, then it would not be an accident to walk with him in the Burning Xi Secret Realm.

Ziqian Mo nodded expressionlessly: "Ao." ”

Fortunately, he thought about it!

And it seems to be getting farther and farther apart, hehe.

From now on, she has another identity - Miss Seven's dream fairy master, um.

There are still a few days left, and it will be the day to meet Mo Yan. Of course, it's the little white form of the yang god out of the body. She has to keep in mind the character of this "fairy master", and she can't show her stuff anymore.