"Hmph...... I want you to take care of it, it's okay to be your doctor" snorted unconvinced, but Xie Menghan saw that Mochen put the pen away, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and said dissatisfiedly, "Hey...... I've written my own name, why don't you write it, don't be lazy with me when the time comes."

Pouting, in fact, she also wanted to see what Mochen's name was, thinking that such a hateful person would never have a good name, and if she saw it from afar in the future, she had to avoid it quickly.

But Mochen put the pen away, and suddenly made her feel unbalanced, why did this girl write you don't write, although your name should be ugly, but I always know, and it will be better to avoid it in the future.

Raising his eyes and glancing at Xie Menghan's indignation, Mo Chen raised his right hand, blew his mother's finger lightly, and said with a light smile, "What about me... I like to print fingers, this is unique, and it will be difficult for you to invalidate it when you want to."

Joke, this son is known to you so many secrets, to give you the name, spread it, then pay it back, it is estimated that if you don't die, you have to shed your skin, I don't do this kind of thing.

The sharp fingers cut a small hole, and the ink dust heavily imprinted his fingerprints on the two beast scrolls. Hee-hee...... In the future, I will be able to cheat your money above board, and I can't escape if I want to.

"Pretending to be a god...... Don't think I don't know what you're thinking" Xie Menghan pouted, took the beast scroll handed by Mo Chen, flipped through it casually, and put it into a royal red ring on his right hand without interest.

Ignoring her broken thoughts, Mo Chen looked at the scarlet ring on her hand, and sighed in his heart, this is a good product, higher than the ring level given by Yunlai Tianfeng. I don't know which family's lady this Dream Interpretation Han is, or the core disciple of which sect, otherwise, how could he carry such a high-grade ring with him.

Putting his beast scroll into the ring as well, Ink Clapped his hands and picked up the medicine jar that had been boiled on the counter. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go...... Go see your master, I haven't treated my poisonous injuries for a while, I'm really afraid that my hands will be raw, so I just borrowed your master to warm up."

In his previous life, he had indeed cured many strange and stubborn diseases. Now that there is no Dan blood, and the cultivation has only returned to Chengwu one star, it is actually quite good to say that the warm-up is actually good, but in fact, it is completely a new start.

"Cut ......" Xie Menghan directly disdainfully tilted his head, and the slender ** stepped forward, revealing the white and tender slenderness in the gauze from time to time, and turned around directly and walked towards the inner courtyard with an arrogant face.

She doesn't believe that Mochen has any medical skills, and even if she does, it's just some street tricks. The reason why she signed such a contract with Mo Chen, she didn't feel that there was any loss, it was because the sword in Mo Chen's hand, as long as it could save the master's life, let alone just a contract, that is, no matter how much Mo Chen wanted, she would not hesitate for a while. I can't cure him by myself, but the master is different, a strong man in chemical martial arts, he only needs a look to make this hateful guy soft and obedient, and see if he dares to hand over the sword obediently.

"I'll go in first, Xiao Xueqing is outside with your father, and when the big brother helps the wicked people inside heal, let them leave...... Hehe...... pinched the little girl's fat little face, and when she nodded happily, he took the medicine jar to keep up with the footsteps of the dream cold.

The pavilion in the inner courtyard is not big, it is full of green bricks that are half covered by snow, in the middle of the pavilion, several longitudinal bamboos grow very tall, although it is winter, it is still lush, the pavilion is partially covered, so that the light is very soft. Several half-human tall water tanks surround the bamboo, which raises all kinds of flowers, aquatic plants and fish, a small bamboo pavilion is accompanied by the water tank, the falling snowflakes meet the water tank, the swimming fish is to open their mouths to swallow, and swim down quickly.

A quiet and elegant courtyard, it seems that this jade Boyu is also quite enjoyable. Just a few dozen steps away, Mo Chen followed the dream interpretation to the door of a room behind the bamboo wood. Raised lightly, Dream Interpretation Hanwan's shirt slipped off and pushed the door in with a "squeak". Mochen didn't hesitate and followed.

Closing the door lightly, Xie Menghan walked silently to the side of a white gauze and manluo carved bed, and said softly, "Master, Menghan has already brought back the thing you said, but there is another one, I also brought back the person who claimed to be able to heal your poisonous wounds, and the thing is also on his body......"

Mo Chen's eyebrows were raised, Xie Menghan, a charming and enchanting barbarian woman, could actually speak so softly? Although the voice was pleasant, his heart was also full of discomfort. Mainly because she said "the thing has been brought back" is still on me, what does it mean? Is it a sword...... Just by thinking about it, Mo Chen understood that what she was talking about must be her own sword.

I hated it in my heart, and I began to regret that I came in with Xie Menghan, and I originally wanted to come in and knock her a sum of money for medical expenses, but this woman was obviously uneasy, and it was estimated that she was still secretly happy when she signed the contract with herself, and she calculated it, so I was really angry.

Even if she was still obsessed with her sword, could it be that she wanted to use the sword qi of a fourth-level weapon to suppress the spread of toxicity in her body. Reminiscent of all kinds of strange situations before the interpretation of the dream Han. Mo Chen roughly guessed it, and he hated it even more in his heart...... No wonder they only cook the cheap medicinal herbs, obviously not wanting people to find them out from the medicine. No wonder she didn't hesitate to buy a sword with gold coins that were twice the price of her trip, it turned out that she wanted to use sword qi to suppress the toxicity in her body.

I'm really angry, why did I only think of it now! Their whereabouts are clearly unsightly, and the enemy must be very strong, so strong that Xie Menghan doesn't dare to buy a high-end antidote, he can only think of this crooked trick, but this is too wasteful.

If her master is very encouraging, then I can only find a way to sell her a full high price, otherwise I will lose a lot.

A sigh in my heart... Mo Chen began to pay attention to the so-called master of Xie Menghan in the room, but through the veil of graceful curtains, he couldn't see clearly, the specific qi refining cultivation of the person in the bed, he could only faintly sense that there was a rather powerful vitality fluctuation in it. According to Mo Chen's experience, this person at least has the cultivation of chemical weapons, but its vitality fluctuations are extremely unstable, and it is also quite weak, it seems that the poisoning is not light.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Chen felt a lot more at ease, now he didn't have the ability to escape under the hands of the unharmed chemical martial arts powerhouse, but if the other party was so seriously poisoned, it was not necessarily, it seemed that the plan was still hopeful.

Xie Menghan said a lot to the inside of the bed, and Mo Chen could hear the echo inside, "Pull Shaman up for me, I want to see who this person who wants to help me heal my poisonous injuries is."

Mo Chen's voice was light and soft, and there was a hint of the cleanliness and majesty of a person who had been in a high position for a long time, which made people feel more cordial after listening to it. Even if it is an enemy, it is difficult to hear any displeasure from this voice.

He was on the side just now, and he didn't hear Xie Menghan say anything bad about him, and he didn't have revenge for this woman, and Mochen gave her a credit on his head. The women in the world are the most difficult, Xie Menghan doesn't have a very good hand, and he is obviously not a person who hates his hands, at most he is rude and willful.

"The late 'little second mill' has seen the seniors" The first impression is very important, and Mo Chen naturally understands that Sha Man is less than half of it, but when he sees half of the figure sitting cross-legged in white, Mo Chen bowed his hand.

Xiao Er Mo is naturally the temporary name of ink dust, the combination of Xiao Er is the word dust, grinding is the homonym of ink, and the reverse reading is ink dust.

For Xie Menghan, it doesn't matter if he says his name or not, but for her, a master who is at least a martial arts cultivator, he really can't take it lightly. When you enter this outer room, you are already in the fire pit, and it is naturally good to have some cool wind.

"Little Devil ......" was pulling Shaman's Dream Interpretation Han Xiaofeng's eyes straightened, looking at Mo Chen strangely, full of disdain. "No wonder he deceives people everywhere all day long, doing shameless things, his original name is Little Devil, he must do what he does when he has his name, he is really a well-dressed beast"

Even the woman who had just revealed her full face and was sitting cross-legged on the soft couch was a little strange after hearing Mo Chen's name, but this weirdness was quickly dispersed by her.

She naturally heard that Mochen was talking about "Xiao Ermo", but this name was too much to make people think about it. Could it be that his own disciple had just learned his name, and he looked like he was making a fuss. If you really just know the name, why did you bring him in?

After the ceremony, he raised his head, and his eyes were clear and quiet. But he endured the shock in his heart. Unexpectedly, this woman on the couch is also a peerless beauty, but he has always thought that this master of interpreting the dream cold, even if she has not reached the age of white-haired Hualing, should be a woman who is thirty or forty years old. But unexpectedly, what appeared was actually a fairy-like woman who was no weaker than the interpretation of dreams.

A white dress with Luo sleeves and a manzale, a high hair tie in the palace costume, full of hair ornaments of various flying feather flower treasures, a first-class Su Lanbao chain attached to the white forehead, under the thin eyebrows are clear eyes like spring water, Ying Er does not have the slightest ring ornament, but it forms a perfect match with the white and beautiful face like a painting, Haowan slender white gently dropped the white clothes in front of the waist, slightly pursed her lips, but looked at Mo Chen and fixed a faint smile. It is like the holy white snow of the mountains, with a noble and faint calm.

If Xie Menghan is a charming and delicate tall Luolan, then her master is a wisp of elegant and noble snow lotus in the mountains. The two can't see the age difference, and they can't see the difference between good and bad, some, it's just distance, one is clear, and the other is cold and rude.

It's just that what shocked Mo Chen even more was that this woman's cultivation had actually reached the pinnacle of chemical martial arts, and she was only a little short of entering the realm of consummation. A faint sense of uneasiness came over me, feeling like I had lost control of the situation.

At the pinnacle of chemical weapons, it is not that she has no secrets in front of her, and maybe there is only that side of the tower, which has not been discovered by her.

Mo Chen's heart became depressed, and he just didn't have the mood to appreciate the beauty. The feeling that his fate is in the hands of others, he has experienced it in his previous life, and he really doesn't want to experience it a second time.

"Powerful" At this time, Mo Chen thought of these two words again, as well as the entrustment of the old man.

"Dao is a handsome young man, not like the big villain you said by Menghan, but if he is really a well-dressed beast...... It's too deep," the voice was still light and soft, and the clear eyes diffused away from Mo Chen's body.

I didn't think too much about Mochen's strange name, didn't I even tell him the name. It's just that this young boy, when he looked at himself, his eyes were too calm and soft, and compared with the young people he had seen before, his mentality was more calm. And these eyes don't seem to belong to a teenager, but an adult who has already experienced the vicissitudes of the world.

How is this possible, looking at his age, at most seventeen years old, if he is really seventeen years old, he has refined this calm and dull temperament, and he can pass by calmly in the face of everything in the world, it is really terrifying.

Moreover, there was an even stranger feeling in her heart, as if at the moment when Saman pulled it up, a faint feeling appeared on her.

Could it be that she sensed her own cultivation, how could this be possible, Yi or someone else, but after she investigated, she found that there was no other person.

"Strange! Could it be that the poison in my body is accumulating, and it is becoming more and more difficult for me to read" The woman in the white-sleeved shirt blinked slightly, and there was a trace of worry in her heart.

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