Chapter 52: Seeking Medical Treatment (I)

Early the next morning, Feng Lige returned to the Medicine King Valley with the painting zither.

On the way, Hua Zheng meets two middle-aged men, and one of them lingers on Hua Zheng's face for two seconds.

Hua Zheng frowned and looked back at the two middle-aged men who had just passed by.

How did she feel that the backs of those two people were somewhat familiar.

Painting Zheng thought about the problem, and almost tripped over the branches growing on the side of the road, Feng Lige took advantage of this to laugh at her, not only was she mentally retarded, but she couldn't take care of herself, and she couldn't even walk well.

The painting zither snorted coldly and did not speak.

"You can see her here."

"Elder Donglean, what are you talking about to yourself?"

"I passed by that girl just now, she is ......" Elder Donglean paused and waved his hand, "Forget it, don't talk about her." "Now that I think about it, I seem to have wrongly blamed her, and beat her half to death.

There is no trace of cultivation on the girl's body, where is the evil cultivation of the outside world disguised as a child and mixed in.

"I said what happened to you today, I was nervous, and I didn't say anything halfway through my words." Elder Liuku was originally going to retreat, but the painting kite suddenly disappeared, and he was not at ease, so he put the matter of retreat and cultivation on hold, since he had been looking for a day and a night in Yunwu Mountain and did not find anyone, then he went to the mortal realm to take a walk, after all, the mortal realm is also close to the back mountain of Yunwu Mountain.

Thinking of painting the kite, Elder Liuku looked back at the little girl who had gone away, and he always felt that the child had a sense of familiarity.

The sparkle of her eyes resembled that of a person, but they did not match their age.

Feng Lige noticed that there were two lines of sight behind him that had been staring at Xiao Budian beside him, and he reached out and poked the head of the painting kite, "Give me trouble." ”

After thinking about it, he thought he was referring to last night. "Brother pineapple, I don't seem to have offended you, when I woke up this morning, you were a big man lying in the bed and sleeping until dawn, but I was sleeping on the ground, and I haven't even said anything about you."

Feng Lige said faintly: "Listening to your tone, it seems that the lord of this valley kicked you off the ground." ”

"Isn't it?" The painting kite tugged at the teddy bear's ear and dragged it as Feng Lige's ear.

"I don't know who rolled from left to right in the second half of the night, and then fell from the bed to the ground, sleeping so badly, I'm embarrassed to wronged people."

Feng Lige shook her head helplessly, she really wanted to leave this girl in the barren mountains and mountains and go back by herself.

Painting Zheng was embarrassed, how could this be.

It's a shame.

After passing through the mountain road yesterday, the kite went to the side of the road to look for something, and finally did not find the strange green wooden crown flower.

She also picked a petal as a specimen, which is estimated to be very beautiful.

The two of them returned to the Medicine King Valley without saying a word.

Yun Zhiyuan didn't know that the man in red was the King of Medicine, and Feng Lige just took the little hand of the zither and walked slowly to the door, and didn't pay attention to Yun Zhiyuan and his party.

Until the young man guarding the door said respectfully: "Master, you are back." ”

"Hmm." Feng Lige replied lightly, and walked forward without squinting.

Yun Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped forward and stood less than one step away from the door, "Lord Yaowang, I've finally waited for you." ”

Hearing the sound, Feng Lige stopped.

Yun Zhiyuan bowed, "My mother is seriously ill, and Zhiyuan implores Lord Medicine King to save my mother." ”

Feng Lige glanced back at him and said lightly: "The lord of this valley is very busy, so I don't have time to go down the mountain with you." As the words fell, he took the hand of the zither and continued to walk forward.