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Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling and said lightly, "I know." ”

Fu Ling saw that Xuanwu didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask more, and went downstairs directly.

Fu Ling walked downstairs and saw that Mo Wei had already gone to cook cut noodles, and she was not in the mood to cook, so she walked into the bar, found a bag of potato chips, and began to eat.

The door of the Chinese medicine hall was pushed open, Fu Ling glanced up, and saw that it was a man around forty years old, dressed in black, Fu Lingxin said: Today is really lively.

When someone came in the door, he didn't look at Fu Ling, he sat directly on the sofa, Fu Ling was in a bad mood, and he didn't bother to greet him, and continued to eat his potato chips.

Mo Wei heard the sound of pushing the door and walked out of the kitchen, and Fu Ling said to Mo Wei: "It's okay for you, go cook." ”

Mo Wei glanced at the strange man, then at Fu Ling and turned around and walked back to the kitchen.

Xuanwu walked down from the upper floor, sat down across from the man, and did not speak.

The man spoke, "I heard you're sick. ”

Xuanwu looked at the other party, "Your news is a little late, this was all a few days ago." ”

"Well, your vitality recovered quickly, Ao Tian helped you, right?" The man asked.

Xuanwu smiled bitterly, "Of course, who else but him will care about my life or death." ”

"There are still a lot of people who care about your life or death, and I know that Qing Leng cares about you now."

"Qing Leng should be concerned about the Qinglong Sword, but unfortunately the Qinglong Sword is not in my hands."

The man said: "That day, many people saw you holding the Qinglong Sword and Qingyu to do it, and now you say that the Qinglong Sword is not in your hand, do you say that Qing Leng will believe it?" ”

Xuanwu frowned, "I borrowed the sword from Ao Tian, I had already returned the sword to Ao Tian in front of everyone that day, as for whether Qing Lengxin believed it or not, it was his business." ”

The man sighed and said, "Can't you let him pass the past?" Why should you? ”

"It doesn't seem like I can decide this matter, I think Qing Leng is going to come to me in the next two days, right?" Xuanwu looked at the man and asked.

"You can go back to Ao Tian."

Xuanwu said coldly: "Hide? How long am I going to hide? How long is Ao Tian going to hide? ”

The man was a little excited, "You can go back to Master Ao Tian and continue your cultivation, that is the best way out for you." ”

Xuanwu sneered, "A way out? After we are all sinners, what way out do we have? ”

The man asked rhetorically: "Isn't being a scattered immortal better than you are now?" ”

Xuanwu looked at the man, "Will they feel at ease and let us be scattered immortals?" I've never been to them, they've come to me. ”

"I can't help you, so you can do it yourself." The man stood up and walked out.

Xuanwu suddenly said: "She is old and inconvenient, don't let her come to see me again." ”

The man turned back to Xuanwu and said, "She didn't know that Xuancheng would treat you like that. ”

Xuanwu lowered his head and didn't look at the man, "I don't want to bother her." ”

The man didn't say anything more and walked out of the Chinese medicine hall.

After the man left, Xuanwu sat on the sofa and did not move. It wasn't until Mo Wei cooked the cut noodles and walked out of the kitchen with three bowls on a tray that Xuanwu turned to Mo Wei and said, "Bring the noodles over." ”

Mo Wei put three bowls of noodles on the coffee table and beckoned Fu Ling, "Little Sister Fu, don't eat potato chips, come and eat." ”

Fu Ling walked out of the bar, first went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then walked to the coffee table, glanced at Mo Wei's cooked noodles, and said: "Mo Wei's skills are getting better and better, we can really consider changing careers, this medical hall can't get two serious patients a day, if you open a noodle restaurant, you can at least let yourself eat." ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "If you want to open a noodle restaurant, open it." ”

Mo Wei hurriedly said: "Sister Fu, I still want to learn Chinese medicine. ”

Fu Ling smiled, "Okay, when you get the medical practitioner certificate, you will sit in this Chinese medicine hall, Xuanwu and I will go to the noodle restaurant next door, and I will bring you food at noon." ”

Mo Wei looked at Xuanwu and saw that the master didn't react at all, so he had to say, "Sister Fu, let's eat quickly, the noodles don't taste good if they are left for a long time." ”

All three of them bowed their heads to eat and stopped talking.

After lunch, Xuanwu went upstairs, and after Mo Wei washed the dishes, he saw Fu Ling still sitting in the bar eating potato chips, and said, "You just finished eating, why did you eat potato chips again?" ”

Fu Ling glanced at Mo Wei, "A bag of potato chips is only 80 grams, and it's not as big as a steamed bun." ”

"But it's high in calories, and you're not afraid of eating fat."

Fu Ling thought for a moment, "Don't you think I'll look better if I'm fatter?" ”

Mo Wei was speechless, no longer paying attention to Fu Ling, picked up the book and looked at it twice, and couldn't help but ask Fu Ling, "The politeness who came just now is a friend of the master?" ”

Fu Ling continued to eat the potato chips and said nonchalantly, "I don't know, I don't know." ”

"Then why didn't you ask my master?" Mo Wei said curiously.

Fu Ling glanced at Mo Wei, "Didn't you always say that you shouldn't ask too much if you shouldn't ask?" I finally learned it, and your curiosity has risen. ”

Mo Wei scratched his head, didn't say anything more, and continued to read his book, but he really didn't have the heart to read it, he knew that the guests who came today were not ordinary, and the master might be in trouble again.

Fu Ling finished eating a packet of potato chips, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and walked into the lounge.

Mo Wei saw Fu Ling go to sleep in the lounge again, put down the book in his hand, and sighed.

Fu Ling entered the lounge and sat on the bed, she didn't sleep, she felt that she really needed to practice, now as soon as she left Xuanwu, the demons would appear, and if it continued like this, she would not be able to go out.

"Iron must be hard by itself, and embroidery must be skillful," Fu Ling muttered this sentence and began to meditate cross-legged.

After sitting for less than ten minutes, Fu Ling felt numbness in his legs, Fu Ling opened his eyes, stretched his legs, sighed and lay down on the bed again.

The rune spirit summoned Ao Tian, "Ao Tian, Ao Tian!" ”

"What's the matter?" Ao Tian's voice came coldly.

"I want to practice, but when I meditate, my legs go numb."

"Then go to sleep." Ao Tian came four words again.

Fu Ling said unhappily: "Hey, I want to cultivate if you don't help me, forget it, and let me sleep, what kind of heart do you have." ”

"If you still want to vomit blood, then practice, as long as you don't vomit blood on me again."

Fu Ling complained, "Can't you just talk to me properly?!" ”

Ao Tian no longer paid attention to Fu Ling, and Fu Ling was so angry that he pulled the quilt over his head.

It's not that Ao Tian doesn't want to help Fu Ling, but Fu Ling is really "Adou who can't be helped", Ao Tian sighed in his heart: It's not my heart, you should ask the real person what kind of heart he had at the beginning.

Ao Tian suddenly felt a headache, he knew that the unconscious dead girl began to toss again.

Ao Tian thought about whether to go to a real person to remove the blood talisman from the center of the eyebrows. If it is really removed, will the runes themselves be able to keep their original bodies? Ao Tian's head hurt even more.

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