And Wu Feng was very tolerant of this idle poison doctor, and assigned him a place to mess around with him, as long as he didn't do anything out of line.

Suzaku sighed at the countless medicines on the several floors of the wall, and immediately had to look at the little bird bottle by bottle.

He didn't want to accidentally poison the ink.

I don't know how long he searched, but he finally saw a bottle of medicine infused with swelling and pain-relieving effects from the penultimate ledge in the fifth row.

So, Suzaku turned into a human again and flew to fetch it.

After taking the medicine, the man opened it and sniffed it, but before he could smell out the reason, a cool swishing voice came from behind him: "Don't look at it, this bottle is not poisonous!"

"Oh, that's good......" Suzaku replied naturally, and when he finished speaking, he was shocked and slowly turned his head to look behind him.

"Uh...... Hahaha, Ming ...... Extinguish (sound extinguished) ......" Suzaku laughed dryly.

I saw that behind him, there seemed to be a one-armed man, with a chicken's nest-like hair, messy braids, and eyes that could never sleep enough.

"It's so late, why don't you rest......" Seeing his master standing silently behind him, Suzaku's startled fur had not yet smoothed out, so he had to pretend to be okay casually.

"Boy, shouldn't I ask you this? Why don't you sleep in your own nest in the middle of the night, and run into my cave?" Ming Yu walked over slowly, glanced at the bottle in Suzaku's hand suspiciously, and asked, "What are you doing stealing from me?"

"I ...... I'm injured, I've been bitten by a dog, and my back is swollen!" Suzaku took a few steps back, flapping his huge wings on his back a few times.

Ming Fu frowned and looked behind Suzaku, as if to see his back through his clothes.

"Bitten by a dog?"

“...... Hmmm......"

The one-armed man glanced at him, "That dog is either not much the size of a finch or not much smaller than you." What a fetish!"

"......" Suzaku stalked for a moment: "You care about me! I was bitten by a dog anyway! I want to use this bottle of medicine, give it to me." ”

Ming Xuan (due to extinction) said expressionlessly: "I have a better one here, it has just been developed, you can try it?"

"Don't, don't!" Suzaku took a few steps back and hurriedly waved his hand: "The sequelae of the last time I tried the medicine haven't disappeared yet......

"Alas, what are you afraid of, and I don't want your life. Ming Yu sighed.

"Ming...... Mingyu, I still have something to ......" Suzaku smirked as he glanced at his eyes.

"The Fire Spirit Pill I developed the day before yesterday, why don't you try it again. There will be no problems this time......" Myoshi continued.

Suzaku: "I haven't finished absorbing what you gave me last time!"

The man let out an "oh" and then said, "This bottle of swelling is good, I'll apply it to you." ”

"No, you can just give it to me. Go to sleep, I'll go back. ”

As he spoke, Suzaku turned into a flying bird, and after quickly circling around Mingyu, he slipped away directly.

"Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs. Ming Fu shook his head, his empty cuffs swaying in the wind.

"Let's go, let's ignore him and go back to sleep. He said something as if to himself, and at the same time the only remaining hand habitually touched his waist, and the man's expression froze, and then he looked at the empty waist in disbelief—his treasure was gone!

"Stinky boy!" The one-armed man, who finally figured out what was going on, suddenly had bruises on his forehead, and he was very angry. Then, with a stomp of his foot, a giant serpent appeared out of nowhere, carrying him down the cliff.

Inside the thatched house, the night breeze is howling outside, and the warm scene is inside.

Ink Frost lay silently, allowing Suzaku's ointment-dipped fingers to apply the medicine to his back, which was a mixture of black lines, dark red streaks, and yellow water.

The medicine seemed to be a good medicine, and under the man's careful layer-by-layer application, the high and swollen flesh on the back slowly calmed down, allowing its true face to be revealed.

The hay bed under his body poked at his tough texture, and there was a faint and small itch, but Ink Frost's eyes were very leisurely closed at the moment, making it impossible for Suzaku to connect the calm and forgiving person in front of him with the fierce monster before.

"It'll be fine right away, won't it hurt?" Suzaku asked knowingly.

The man shook his head, his voice flat: "...... Thank you. ”

Suzaku laughed and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Don't be so polite to me, it's strange that you don't ...... used to" As he said that, he took out a small pot and complained while shaking something from it: "Why are you so lazy and haven't gotten up yet?"

Mo Shuang curiously turned her head to look at Suzaku's movements, although she didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of doubts.

"You wait a while! Just a while!" The man in red shook the small pot twice, and when he saw that he couldn't shake it out, he took the small pot to the side of the table and shook it and knocked it angrily. But fortunately, the quality of the small pot looks good, and it will not leave the slightest crack after being tossed like this.

About the time of tea, I saw that Suzaku was striking more and more vigorously on the table, and finally something white rolled out of it, and when Ink Frost looked at it, it was a white and tender worm.

Suzaku: "Ouch, Ken is out?"

The worm seemed to be a little dizzy, and after squirming slightly twice on the table, it stopped to rest, and finally simply "turned to the sky" and pretended to be dead.

Suzaku didn't eat that, so he reached out and lifted the little insect carefully, walked to the ink cream and said, "Lie on your stomach and give you a suck of fire poison." The storage will work immediately!"

When the man approached the ink cream, he found that it was a bug the thickness of a little finger, snow-white, and a layer of fluff, but even if there was a thin layer of hair, it couldn't stop its white and blue halo - this thing looked very cold.

Suzaku placed the worm on the man's back, and the worm looked up and glared at him back and forth as if dissatisfied, and then lay on the man's skin and slept lazily.

The man angrily pointed at the insect and said viciously: "You sleep again! I will eat you if you sleep again!"

The insect is quite spiritual, and it should have understood the evil words of the wicked, and its body trembled slightly for a while, and obediently crawled towards the wound of the ink frost and fire flogging. Suzaku is dutifully supervising the work on the side.

The little worm crawled slowly, slowly spitting out a transparent silk along the scar of the flog, and where the silk passed, the scorched pieces of flesh on both sides seemed to be stitched together, leaving no trace.

The obvious chill on his back hit him, combined with the still bursting pain and burning sensation, and the place where the insects crawled seemed to really not hurt anymore, and the tight muscles of the ink cream gradually relaxed.

Suzaku pestle his chin and looked at the dedicated insect boredly, yawning and drowsy.

In just a moment, the fire mark on the man's back was half healed. Just when Suzaku was a little triumphant and wanted to ask the man how the effect was, a strong wind outside hit him with an irritable roar: "Stinky boy, you have learned to steal, my skin is itchy and Lao Tzu will repair it for you!"

The man in red shuddered and shuddered, while Ink Frost opened his eyes with vigilance.

The insect obviously felt this big movement, and immediately raised the front half of its body, and felt like crying with joy when it was rescued.

"Want to be eaten by me?" Suzaku threatened as he looked back at the bug in an instant.

The bug angrily continued to work.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look. The fiery red man pressed the ink that he was about to get up, and straightened up and walked out.

I saw that under the tree was a man with unkempt hair and a broken arm, and there was a giant python under him, which was lying on the ground at the moment and obediently making a dutiful mount.

Suzaku jumped off the tree and smirked at the visitor: "Mingxuan, ahahahaha...... Why are you here?"

Ming Fu glanced at the grass hut on the tree and asked lightly, "Where is my snow silkworm?"

"Don't you know what's in the house...... Suzaku smiled hippie: "Okay, I'll be good at it." ”

Ming Fu rolled his eyelids: "I remember that you always thought about its flesh before. ”

"No, no, no, no, if I were worried, I would eat all your Fire Spirit Pills!" Suzaku hurriedly waved his hand.

Ming Yu snorted coldly and was about to go up, but he didn't want to take a few steps before he was stopped by Suzaku: "Borrow it and use it, don't be so stingy...... And it won't hurt it. ”

Ming Yan said angrily: "You don't know how important a boy is, you know how precious the snow silkworm is? This precious thing will be blushing in someone's eyes, and someone will rob it! Don't do good deeds and be remembered by others, things that don't have a long memory!"

"No, definitely not this time, don't worry!" Suzaku affirmed, "He's a good guy." ”

"Bah!" Ming Yu spat on the ground and pointed at Suzaku's brain: "Is he a good person written on his face, or are you familiar with him? Last time, I broke one of Lao Tzu's arms to save you, and this time I don't want to be a moth missing an arm or leg!"

"......" Suzaku looked at Mingyu's empty cuffs, his expression became darkened, and his face was full of apologies: "Last time...... I was wrong last time; ”

Ming Yan waved his hand and didn't care: "It's all over, what kind of apology." I'm counting on you to have a better memory!"

"But...... You say, Huang Yue and Huang Duqi can't always look at the wrong person, right?" Suzaku argued.

"Huang Yue?" Ming Fu frowned, "Why did you have anything to do with him again?"

"Ink Frost was brought by him, and he is considered his disciple. Seeing that there was a turning point, Suzaku hurriedly said, "You can't even believe the eyes of your former colleagues. ”

Ming Fu glanced at the Suzaku and then at the grass hut on the tree, and put down his raised foot, he sighed quite a bit: "He has also accepted disciples......

“...... Hmm......" Suzaku wasn't sure if Ink Cream was Huang Yue's disciple or not, but seeing the change in the expression on his master's face, he made up his mind to go over perfunctorily first.

"Take me to see it?" said Ming Xuan, but he didn't have any intention of letting him take him to see it, and flew up to the tree house on his own.

house. Ink Frost lay on his stomach with a somewhat uneasy expression, the snow silkworm was still closing the wound of the fire flock for him, his eyes kept glancing out the door, wary and worried, but he listened for a while, but did not hear any fighting.