Chapter 142: What About Ice?

Zhen Xiaoxiao returned to the medicine pavilion, which was quite valued by Huang Yaolao, and the disciples reminisced about the scene when the Gu master punished her into the forest, and finally became enlightened.

How can you give up the true spiritual fire?

That's grinding, sharpening the edges and corners!

Now, the phoenix has returned to the mountain, how dare the miscellaneous birds and finches make noise?

Looking at the unfamiliar Jiao Pi'er desperately squeezing out a flattering expression to herself, she was really stunned in place.

It's been three seconds!

"Little porridge!"

A scream directly shook the scorched skin on the disciple's face three layers.

"Be quiet, be quiet! True...... What is the real junior sister talking about, but Senior Brother Zhou? ”

The old man rubbed his temples and walked briskly.

Loud noises are not allowed in front of the Dan room, if it weren't for Xiaoxiao, if it was someone else, he would have immediately pulled his arm and threw it out of the door.

"Where did he go?" Seeing the falling ears is really small like seeing a loved one.

"I was called away by the master."

The most ordinary sentence fell on the real little heart, but it was like five thunderbolts!

Huang Dabi, who usually doesn't want to see Xiao Porridge, will take the initiative to come to him?

The cloud of doubt that has shrouded me in my heart for days seems to have been torn open by an invisible hand, but what appears in front of me through the haze is not the sun, but the more cruel truth!

Mistaken!

Huang Dabi's target is not me, but Xiao Congee!?

Why?

The really small eyes instantly turned into an ancient well, and in the deep ink, it quickly cut through all the pictures of Huang Yaolao and small porridge.

…… Rehmannia ...... Rejuvenating Pill ...... Life...... Spider Heart...... Small porridge porridge ......

Damn, why am I so stupid?!

It seems that all the fragments scattered on the ground are really small and threaded in a line at this moment!

"Ice! Where did the ice go? ”

Zhen Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed the arm that fell into the ear, and his eyes were so terrifying that he seemed to be trying to eat people.

If Huang Yao Lao can't get the spider's heart, and hits the ghost idea on Xiao Congee, she wants him to die without a place to be buried!

"Ice? 10,000 years of ice? The master took it this morning. Falling Ears frowned and recalled.

It's really a bit strange to mention this matter, the Ice Spirit of the Medicine Pavilion is used to maintain the temperature of the Dan Room, and at the same time, the Ice Store cherishes the medicinal strain, and there has never been a precedent for it to be moved away.

And when the master came, he seemed to be extremely tired, bent over and hooked his back, as if he had aged fifty years overnight.

"What's wrong?"

Inexplicably, the old man's heart was also infected with the expression on his little face. It's just that he can't figure out what Senior Brother Zhou has to do with Bing.

"Good, good!"

Zhen Xiaoxiao put away her arms and smiled heartwarmingly.

Xiao Porridge Porridge likes strange things the most!

For example, the food she made that ordinary people couldn't swallow, such as the white snake on Zhong Zixing's head, and the ice spirit in the Medicine Pavilion......

If Huang Dabi just took the ice away to coax the small porridge, it means that now he has not been opened to heart!

Qiye Dan Dao, Haoran righteousness? The Danfa that uses blood, bones, and scales as raw materials is all misguided?

Hehe!

A touch of poisonous demon light flew up from the corner of his small eye.

She saw through it, it was just a rhetoric to coax honest people!

"Senior Brother Luo, thank you, you have to take care!"

The old man with a heavy slap on the shoulder, really strode towards Your Excellency.

"Oops...... True Senior Sister ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the figure of a small whirlwind had disappeared under the steps.

The old man with his ears was stretched out in the air with his right hand, and his heart was a little blocked.

For some reason, there is a kind of ...... I will never see that girl again in this life.