Chapter 55: Two Years and a Million
The wind was stormy, rocky, windy, and sandy, and the girl closed her eyes slightly, like a half-awake water lily lying on her back.
Her body still felt illusory, but the smile on her face was unusually real, and Jusan Lang's gaze was projected on that little face, and there was a feeling of touch.
The dark spots on her cheeks were almost completely gone, and it looked like the woman had used too much blush, and it was concentrated on one side, slightly strange compared to the pallor on the other. This difference would have made people feel vulgar and dirty if they were placed on other women, and Tinker Bell had such a face without a trace of shame and shame, just like when the dark spots were not removed before, smiling smartly.
Aside from weakness, Tinker Bell can barely see anything out of the ordinary. She could even move her body, half-leaning against a boulder, looking into the distance with a smile on her face.
She watched Thirteen Lang fight with the old man, watched him vomit blood and retreated, watched him fight back, Zuihou watched the old man die, and Thirteen Lang dragged his body and walked to her.
During the process, her smile remained the same, as if everything in front of her was expected and not worth worrying about at all.
"Brother is amazing!" Tinker Bell said with a smile.
She wanted to raise her hand, but she couldn't, so she could only work hard with a hint of anxiety. Jusan Lang made a gesture to her not to move, crouched down and sat down beside her, grabbed the palm and put it in his arms.
"It's not as good as jingle. β
Tinker Bell is very thin and small, and his palms are small, cold and without a trace of heat. Jusan Lang held it, and "almost" could feel the pulse beating. With a twitch in his heart, he clenched his little hand and said, "What should I do?"
"Let's get me some medicine first. β
Tinker Bell sighed and said self-deprecating without self-pity, "My brother is so stupid, he has to take medicine when he is sick, isn't it all like this." β
Shisanlang smiled ashamedly, took back the small bag that had just been returned to Ding Dong not long ago, took out a jade bottle according to her instructions, and asked, "Do you want to find a quiet place?"
"No, it's not a practice. β
Tinker Bell shook her head laboriously and tried to sit up. Sensing her movements, Jujuro reached out and grabbed her over her shoulders and took her into his arms.
Tinker Bell didn't resist, and the blush on half of her cheeks darkened, and she didn't make a sound.
Holding a body as soft as a cat and cold as iron in his arms, and a head melon with a jingle on his shoulders, it was heavier than the oversized dumbbell. The corners of Thirteen Lang's mouth twitched slightly, the movements of his hands were as steady as a mountain, and he opened the jade bottle and immediately frowned.
When he got this, Thirteen Lang didn't have time to take a closer look before he encountered Ding Dong, and with the frank or hypocritical idea of "not fighting with women", he didn't open the jade bottle. Hearing Ding Dong say that he wanted to use it to heal his wounds, Thirteen Lang thought it was some kind of great elixir, but when he saw it, his face suddenly became weird.
A foul smell!
"Doesn't it smell?"
Tinker Bell didn't seem to notice his discomfort, but she did her best to keep her head up and not to press on Thirteen's shoulder. With helplessness on her face and a hint of narrowness, she said, "I've been taking it for a long time. β
"A little. β
Thirteen Lang nodded with a wry smile, and then said, "The medicine is bitter, how many do you want to eat?"
"Just one, too much I can't eat. β
Thirteen Lang hummed, poured a pill from the bottle and handed it to Tinker Bell's lips. Watching her take the pill, Shisanlang put the jade bottle away again and asked, "Do you want to take it often?"
Tinker Bell didn't answer right away, paused for a moment, then tilted her head to the side and said, "It depends on its situation." β
"It?"
"Well, that's it. β
Tinker Bell turned his face sideways again, revealing the blush on his cheeks, and said in a soft voice, "Before, one a year was enough, but now it's a little more." β...,
There were still more than twenty grains in the bottle, and Thirteen Lang was relieved, and asked again: "Is it ...... more?"
Tinker Bell hesitated again, and then whispered, "One a month." β
With that, Tinker Bell leaned on Thirteen's shoulder, moving hard and carefully, with a hint of caution. Thirteen Lang fell silent, looked around a little scattered, and did not make a sound.
In the line of sight, the fat fat is eating and drinking the sea of thieves, and the vigorous figure is walking among the rocks, busy and happy.
After a long time, Shisanlang asked, "What is the name of this medicine?"
Tinker Bell looked slightly different, her long eyelashes moved, and she didn't answer his words.
If you want to get a drug, you can refin, buy, steal, steal and rob, and it is naturally useless to know the name. Tinker Bell's silence not only blocked all four paths, but also carried a certain flavor of vigilance.
Thirteen Lang waited for a while, thought about it, and suddenly smiled: "Let's talk about it later, you look fat, you are still so alive when you are injured." β
Carefully supporting Clank's body, Thirteen Lang shifted a slight angle on the ground so that she could spread her gaze. Tinker Bell looked up, and Chubby was changing positions, and at the same time looked up and glanced in this direction, as if to notice if his master had noticed him stealing food.
Suddenly the eyes met, Chubby seemed to be frightened, his bulging eyes rolled, and he burrowed into the rocks with a whoosh, and no trace was seen again.
"Giggles!"
Tinker Bell chuckled and said in a lazy voice, "Tinker Bell knows, I'll learn from Chubby." β
Listening to the firmness contained in her weak tone, Thirteen Lang's heart was slightly reassured. After thinking about it, he took out a ring, took everything from the bag, and put everything except the jade bottle into the ring, and then put it on Dingdong's finger.
He said: "My brother is rich now, and it is more convenient to change your belongings for you than a storage bag." β
With a smile in his eyes, Tinker Bell said, "I used to have a ring." β
"The emperor also has times when he is down!"
Thirteen Lang shook the jade bottle in his hand and said, "Put this bottle of medicine here for me, and give you one every month." β
When the pill comparable to life was handed over to someone else, Tinker Bell's face was not worried, but a flush flashed. She thought about it seriously, and suddenly said, "Brother, you say, isn't Jingle Bell ugly?"
Shisanlang was stunned, and then said, "How can it be? Tinker Bell is very good-looking." β
"Really?"
"Really. β
Shisanlang replied affirmatively, then raised his hand to stroke her little face, and said seriously: "Brother never lies. β
"Flutter!"
Tinker Bell laughed and mocked, "My brother was still lying to that fourth ...... just now Four eyes. β
"Is there one?"
Shisanlang thought about it carefully, raised his hand and touched his nose, and said in an innocent voice: "Where did I lie to him, even the trap was kind enough to talk to him." β
Tinker Bell laughed again, and was about to laugh at him for a few words, when his face suddenly changed greatly, and he said, "Brother, hurry up and see Chubby, don't let him eat the wrong thing!"
"What?"
Thirteen Lang was startled when he heard it at first, and then said with a smile: "Can it still eat bad stomachs?" Don't worry, even if it is stone pig iron, it can digest it." β
Tinker Bell was in a hurry, struggling to sit up from his arms, and urged repeatedly: "No, no, it's not bad or wrong!" Brother, go and find it, see if there is a live queen left, it's useful!"
"The queen ant?"
Thirteen Lang realized something, and his eyes lit up. If it was before, he wouldn't dare to think about it if he had a hundred guts, but at this time......
Thinking of this, Thirteen Lang took out a blanket, waved his hand and rolled up a whirlwind to clear away the nearby rocks, and then helped Dingdong's body to lean on it, then stood up and rushed towards the messy battlefield.
Behind him, Tinker Bell watched him do all this methodically, without urging him again. It wasn't until Shisanlang left that she suddenly said, "Brother, you must find a live ant queen to come out! β
"Worth the money?"
Thirteen Lang's figure staggered for a moment, and then he understood what Ding Dong was for. With a wry smile on his face, he waved behind him and said, "Ahem...... I'll do my best...... Is it really worth the money?"
"Yes, yes!"
Tinker Bell saw his carelessness, and shouted anxiously, "I want to earn enough millions of high-grade magic crystals......
She suddenly closed her mouth, her gaze retracting from Thirteen Lang's abruptly frozen figure, a little ashamed.
Thirteen Lang maintained a walking posture, but his body was motionless, and after half a sound, he said: "It's only a million, you can earn it in two years." β
"If you can't earn it, go grab it!"
Viciously swearing an oath, Thirteen Lang walked forward, his momentum was several times stronger than before, and he yelled in his mouth: "Fatty, you are still eating!"
"Quack, quack!" chubby yelled aggrievedly, like a little daughter-in-law who was reprimanded by her mother-in-law.
"Hee-hee!" Tinker Bell chuckled like a bell.
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