"Uncle, uncle, I didn't use my strength, but why hasn't he woken up yet?" Hongyue's face was full of nervousness, lest she couldn't save the girl who had never even killed a chicken, and suddenly felt that if she killed someone, she felt extremely panicked.

The Windrunner comforted: "It's okay, I don't blame you, it's because he doesn't have any skills." If he really had the strength to fight, he would not have been so seriously injured. ”

Hongyue is also surprised, he is an ordinary person without skills, but how can an ordinary person be with a soldier who is brave, he should also be a soldier.

He Xiaoliang couldn't help but wonder, when he left, didn't he teach him his own skills? So far, he still has no skills? That's when he came out to be a coolie to find a job to do, not an experience?

The Wind Walker sighed: "If you don't have any skills, you are ordinary people, but you can actually withstand it, and the success of the combat power exercise 7C is not dead, it is also a miracle, and it is a big fate!"

And a man who sighed when he saw that he was not dead.

In this era of heavy martial arts, although Guangyuan County is small, there are many people in the hospital who are good at treating internal injuries.

Pound the herbs into juice, mix with water and pour it into the patient, wait for 2 minutes, and then put the patient's back to the sky, face the ground, push the back and press the waist, and put a log under the stomach.

Gently press on the back, then press the back lightly and lightly on the back until the herbal juice that has just been poured into the water is spit out.

Finally, I am taking some medicine to strengthen the foundation and nourish qi, and then wait for the patient to recover on his own.

If you are physically strong, what you can survive is a big life, and what you can't survive is that someone else's skill is high, your skills are not as good as others, and you deserve to die.

The doctor looks at the dead as if we had seen it, and the dead animal is nothing more than a sigh.

"Okay, I shouldn't be able to die, carry it back to recuperate. ”

After hearing the conclusion of a lewd uncle-like healer, the three people who were waiting were really relieved, and the reason for this did not need to be said.

Everyone was still unconscious Zimo in an elegant room in the inn, and let the second generation of the shopkeeper take care of him, so he left with confidence.

Before leaving, he went back to the yamen to ask for some materials, and personally synthesized a pair of more light and durable shoes for Zimo, and also added anti-stepping on the soles, sharp and pierced feet, soft copper 9 continuous running shoes.

Of course, Zimo, who was in a fake coma, didn't know the value of these shoes, which was almost level 4 'wind riding running shoes'.

There are ten levels of Wind Riding Shoes, and it is impossible for Wind Riders to give Zimo their shoes that are close to level 8.

In saying that it is giving, and the size is not appropriate, and the shoes should be made by measuring the feet. The materials and production of Level 4 Wind Riding Shoes can be found here, and this Wind Walker is the only one.

The Wind Walker left the shoes for the second brother of the shop, and asked him to give them to Zimo on his behalf, and he hurriedly went to handle the task that delayed for a few days.

Ji Hongyue returned with He Xiaoliang and gave 20 taels of silver to Master Hao's house to learn to make pastries.

Master Hao's family, who gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness, can't make a few dollars, who knows that the little girl Hongyue directly gave 20 silver apprentices to learn art, and Master Hao's family is very happy, and treats the little girl Hongyue as a nobleman. The skill of making pastries is also taught by everyone, without any concealment.

even gave up his daughter's boudoir to Hongyue to live temporarily, so that her daughter and her parents could live together first.

He Xiaoliang also followed behind Hongyue listlessly, and it was already very sluggish to lose the opportunity to take on such a good task, and now she is even more listless.

Hongyue breathed a long sigh of relief, but she also returned to her room with a little anger.

I didn't play well today, and no one came to buy the pastries I just learned to make, so I finally came to one, but I teased myself, and I wanted to teach a lesson, but he was too unbeaten, and he almost died, so he was blind and worried for a long time.

'Hmph, this Zimo is really hateful'

Yesterday I learned to make pastries for half a day, and today I went out of the stall early, and I was a little tired and annoyed when no one was selling for most of the day, and finally something unexpected happened.

Hongyue was sitting in the room pouting and pouting, and Master Hao's daughter came in and fetched toiletry water for Hongyue to wash.

Master Hao's daughter, He Xiaoli, knew what happened today from her father, and saw that Hongyue, who was washing, was still angry, and rubbed the towel vigorously to let out her breath. (didn't hit enough, only a light palm) so smiled and explained for her.

"Yueyue, my father said that the pastries you made were delicious, but I didn't expect you to be very ice and snow smart, a little bit, and innocent and romantic is simply a heavenly girl. ”

Hongyue threw the towel into the basin: "The master doesn't praise the apprentice, who else praises, the hateful thing is that Zimo, hum!"

Red Moon's temper wants others to recognize, and whoever doesn't recognize himself will definitely be unhappy. Little girl! That's a lot of the case, especially the county lord of King Ji's mansion, Hongyue, but no one here knows that Hongyue is a county lord of Mingyue Country.

Red Moon also has to prove his own strength, not to assist with his identity.

In fact, the red moon is like a fish in water, and I was very happy all the way out, until I met this Zimo today.

He Xiaoli knew the reason for the matter, and she had to tie the bell to the bell, and she used to follow her father out of the car shop to set up a stall, and many green-skinned teenagers used to buy pastries and do things with themselves, so he smiled and said: "Hongyue, I'm afraid that the young man has taken a fancy to you, so he frolicked with you." You see how endearing you are, my father and I often go out to the stall to sell, and no one looks at me a few times. Hey, if there's anyone who can look at me a little more, I'll marry him. ”

Xiaoli's words are to explain, she sells pastries on the street, and she is mostly taken advantage of by frivolous people to get stuck, and she has long been surprised.

The meaning of enlightenment is that you are very beautiful and attract people to like it, so you should not be annoyed.

All in all, the two chattered in the room for a long time about interesting topics, and Hongyue slowly calmed down, so she forgot about it, and rested early after dinner when she was a little tired.

Speaking of Zimo, he was in a fake coma, but he fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, he thought it was the middle of the night.

There was a faint pain in my chest, but it was fine.

Thinking in my heart, this little girl is too powerful, only 1/10 of the strength is so powerful, if it weren't for this Lingqi's 'enchantment mana' to release the air shield to protect herself as soon as possible, I'm afraid she would burp.

This can't work, now we must seize the time to recover our internal strength, catch up with tomorrow, and someone else will beat me, I'm afraid that I will really end the game.

Fortunately, today's white-collar workers have the most garbage soil source stone, so they meditated cross-legged and untied the enchantment of the source stone according to law.

Suddenly, the air was filled with the molecular origin emitted by the Plasma Source Stone, clear as fireflies, like fog, and surrounded Zimo's whole body like a vast starry sky.

Zimo didn't dare to slack off, cherished it very much, and used the technique of breathing and breathing to enter the realm of returning to Pu.

Before he knew it, the night had passed, and Zimo opened his eyes only to find that there were remnants of the first-level source stone.

Zimo stood up and circled the residue twice.

'Strange? Didn't you say that this Grade 1 Essence Source Stone could be used for cultivation for ten days and half a month, but how could I absorb it all at once, could it be that this one of my own was extremely impure?"