Ling Yi was really eating chocolate.

As he savored the silkiness of the chocolate, he raised the corners of his mouth to startle the old fellow, even if it was revenge for his own assertions.

After understanding what was going on from Lei Qianjun, although Ling Yi was still angry, he wasn't so angry, after all, Lei Qianjun didn't push him to the front out of personal interests, since there was no substantial loss, forget it.

It's just that Ling Yi is a little slanderous, and he still has such trouble if he does well in the exam? At the same time, there is some resentment, why can the pride of hearing poetry be valued, and my pride can be ignored?

Lei Qianjun's words, Bai Haoran would not throw away his face and attack him, which somewhat stimulated Ling Yi's self-esteem.

"If I have a chance, I want to see if the pride of the Divine Grace Bai family is so equal to their strength." Ling Yi hated in his heart, and had the urge to prove himself, and trampled Bai Haoran under his feet, proving that the commoner ** silk also had a counterattack against Gao Fu Shuai.

Although the realm is two levels apart, Ling Yi is really not afraid of Bai Haoran of the Martial Dao Ninefold, not to mention anything else, his current physique has almost reached the peak level of the Martial Dao Ninefold powerhouse, although the difference in the quality of the Yuan Force cannot be ignored, but don't forget that he still has the Taiyi Yuan Force, a great killing weapon, after more than two months of continuous devouring resentment to nourish, the Taiyi Yuan Force has grown a lot, Ling Yi thought to himself that it is not a problem to bombard the Martial Dao Ninefold, and even the strong people in the early stage of the day after tomorrow can pose a threat.

It didn't take long for Ling Yi's mobile phone to ring a message prompt, and when he opened it, there were two and a half million more on his account, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it was Lei Qianjun who asked him to turn it around.

Although he said before that he only needed the 500,000 yuan, since Lei Qianjun had transferred the money, Ling Yi accepted it unceremoniously, and said in his heart that it was really short of people, and as soon as the money arrived, the resentment in his heart was reduced a lot.

After another hour or so, Wang Chenghou came.

His appearance was very strange, without alerting any reporters, he suddenly appeared in the courtyard, startling Father Ling, who was watering the flowers.

During this time, because of the siege of reporters, the Ling family's small restaurant could not continue to operate, but fortunately, with Ling Yi's money, Ling's father and Ling's mother did not feel anxious, and every time they planted flowers and bought vegetables at home to cook, the flowers and plants raised by Ling's father in his spare time became more lush.

"Contemptible Wang Chenghou is here to visit Ling Yi's little friend." Wang Chenghou was wearing a white Tang suit, his expression was calm, and he looked like a mirror and transparent, which made people feel heartbroken at first glance.

As soon as Father Ling saw it, he knew that he had met a master, and immediately said politely: "Please wait a moment, I'll call Xiaoyi." ”

"No need, Dad, you go and get busy, I'll greet Mr. Wang." Ling Yi walked out of the doorway.

A strange color flashed in Wang Chenghou's eyes.

Now he has a ruddy complexion, he looks like he has escaped from the dust, and he has recovered some of his strength, thinking that even ordinary innate powerhouses can't perceive his arrival, but he didn't expect this Ling Yi to seem to have discovered him at the beginning.

But how did he know that ordinary people perceive the existence of others through the weak body force fluctuations emanating from the body of a martial artist, that is, the "breath", while Ling Yi identifies the existence of others through qi and blood, and there is a world of difference in effect between the two.

In Ling Yi's perception, Wang Chenghou seemed to fall from the sky strangely and silently, as if a huge meteorite fireball was falling down with a huge sound, hooking the hunger and thirst instinct of his body, and he couldn't pounce on it directly, how could he not know the truth?

"Elder Wang, I haven't seen you for a while, your complexion is much better." Ling Yi arched his hand.

Wang Chenghou said with gratitude: "It's all thanks to Ling Xiaoyou." ”

"Don't stand here, go in and talk."

Ling Yi invited Wang Chenghou into his house, and then took him into his room.

Wang Chenghou looked at Ling Yi's room, but it was not as dirty as an ordinary boy's room, it looked clean and tidy, and he couldn't help nodding secretly, from the details of life, he could roughly see what a person's surname was.

Ling Yi opened the drawer, took out a handle-like object from it, and handed it to Wang Chenghou.

Looking at the rainbow lollipop in front of him, Wang Chenghou's face couldn't help but become very strange: "No......"

Ling Yi shrugged helplessly and said, "Master's mind is not something that I, as an apprentice, can guess. ”

In fact, this was actually a lollipop that her mother bought for Ling Rou, just because Ling Rou was fifteen years old but she was very good, and Ling Rou gave some of her favorite food to her brother.

"Come, Elder Wang, eat." Ling Yi said.

"Then, then I'm not welcome."

After experiencing the chocolate elixir last time, Wang Chenghou was not so difficult to accept this lollipop, and he did not doubt the effect of this lollipop at all, so he immediately crushed the lollipop in a few bites and ate it into his stomach.

If Ling Rou knew Wang Chenghou's way of eating, most of them would be a waste of snorting, and the lollipop would have to be licked and eaten to taste!

Next, Ling Yi was the same as last time, massaging the acupuncture points on Wang Chenghou's hands, and it was another irregular trembling, but in fact, he was secretly absorbing the bad qi in Wang Chenghou's body.

Soon Wang Chenghou felt the effect, and his face showed joy.

Sure enough, it's a miracle doctor!

Wang Chenghou admired Ling Yi's master so much, he still didn't try the medicinal taste of this lollipop just now, which could only make him sigh again that medicine is endless, and he is a frog at the bottom of the well.

After a moment, Ling Yi withdrew his hand.

Wang Chenghou was surprised and shocked on his face, and said, "This ...... How do I feel that I have recovered better than last time, and the strength of the refined Qilin Open Fire is more than twice as strong as last time? ”

The nonsense in Ling Yi's mouth came as soon as he opened his mouth: "After Master gave me medicine last time, I felt that your illness was very challenging, so I studied it in depth, and finally prepared a new medicine, which melted into a lollipop." My master said that after taking this medicine, your injuries will be half recovered, and after half a month, taking the last medicine will completely heal your injuries without leaving any future troubles. ”

Wang Chenghou gasped when he heard this, and then his face was full of admiration, the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao was no longer enough to describe Ling Yi's master, he could only be described by the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao!

Because he deeply knew how troublesome his injuries were, there was no effective medical treatment in the world today, let alone a complete heal after only taking three medicines, and Ling Yi's master was able to do this, what was it if he wasn't a medical Dao god?

While full of admiration, Wang Chenghou couldn't help but feel excited, he couldn't imagine that in the current era of ancient Chinese medicine, there is still such a medical Taoist god that did not necessarily exist in ancient times, which is really the luck of ancient Chinese medicine!

But how did he know that Ling Yi was not using traditional Chinese medicine methods at all, but something that was almost ghostly and chaotic.

Until this moment, Wang Chenghou did not suspect that this was Ling Yi playing tricks, because Ling Yi only massaged the acupuncture points with a "special" technique, without injecting a trace of Yuan Force, if this could treat his injuries, it would be incredible.

Wang Chenghou said with a lot of expectation and a hint of apprehension: "Ling Xiaoyou, I don't know if you mentioned ...... to Lingshi"

Ling Yi sighed lightly when he heard this: "I have already conveyed the meaning of Wang Lao to my master, but it's a pity that my master is so mysterious that he just doesn't want to see people, and he also said that if I mention something similar next time, even I will be gone." ”

Wang Chenghou was disappointed, but he was not completely unprepared, and it was really not so easy to see such a master as Xindao.

After taking the medicine, Wang Chenghou was ready to say goodbye and leave, but when he heard that Ling Yi invited him to stay for dinner, he also stayed - if he could, he still wanted to have a good relationship with Ling Yi as much as possible, where there is a will, there is a way, maybe there will still be a chance to see the miracle doctor in the future.

Ling's father and Ling's mother heard Ling Yi say that they helped Marshal Lei's friend to treat his illness, and at this time, they already had some speculation about Wang Chenghou's identity, knowing that this person was very likely to be a congenital powerhouse, they were immediately a little panicked and excited, and Ling's mother was ready to show her skills and cook a table of good dishes.

"Mom, I'll take care of today's meal." Ling Yi pushed the surprised Ling Mu out of the kitchen.

Ling's mother lowered her voice and said, "You kid, with your cooking skills, can you take it out to meet your guests?" ”

Before moving to Yinlong City, in that small county town, the Ling family has been opening a small restaurant, Ling Yi has been helping in the restaurant since he was a child, and when he grew up, he also learned first-hand cooking skills from Ling's mother, and got the true inheritance of Ling's mother, but in Ling's mother's opinion, Ling Yi's cooking skills are still far behind herself.

Ling Yi smiled and said, "Wang Lao is a friend, so he doesn't care so much. And you haven't heard a sentence that tells Shibei to be impressed? My cooking skills are now far better than you, Mom! ”

Mother Ling naturally refused to believe it, and scolded with a smile: "You know that it is stinky!" Don't forget you haven't touched a spatula in years? ”

In the living room, Wang Lao, who was talking and laughing with Ling's father, turned his head and said with a smile: "Brother and sister, it's okay, it's an honor to have Ling Xiaoyou cook by himself, and I also want to taste Ling Xiaoyou's cooking skills." ”

"Okay, Mom, Wang Lao has said so, don't be verbose." Ling Yi closed the kitchen door.

"This kid!" Ling's mother had no choice but to give up.

In the living room, Father Ling learned that Wang Lao liked to play chess, so he immediately took out the chessboard chess pieces and killed them, originally to pass the time, but he unexpectedly found that the opponent's chess skills were actually quite high, and he suddenly felt that he was meeting an opponent in chess, and he played more and more seriously.

An hour later, the kitchen door opened.

The two of them, who were originally concentrating on playing chess, twitched their noses at the same time, and then their attention was diverted, and they looked in the direction of the kitchen at the same time, where the aroma of several kinds of vegetables mixed together was wafting out.

"It smells so good!"

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