Chapter 19: Sleep? At this age of fourteen, how can I sleep!

Song Lanyi looked at the Hundred Flowers Sage and was a little speechless, "The Hundred Flowers Sage is very strong, and this angry person's ability is also quite strong." It's not like an honest person like me. ”

The corners of Gongsun Ji's mouth twitched, and he wanted to stop talking, but after thinking about it again and again, he remembered all the things that Song Lanyi helped him, and finally didn't say anything.

Forget it, it's good if you're happy.

On the frontal battlefield, since the death of the Green Fox King, the overall situation has basically been decided.

The two powerhouses of the demon clan finally ended up fleeing and escaping, which greatly increased the morale of the demon barbarians.

Song Lanyi simply didn't leave the city wall, so he fought on the city wall and became a wet nurse with peace of mind.

Due to this special location in the north of Shuo, the status of every doctor in Dingyuan City is extremely transcendent.

Song Lanyi also recited "Shennong's Materia Medica" at first, and finally simply opened the bow with both hands, and the two brushes walked on the paper.

The First World War lasted from dawn to dark.

Until the two sides Mingjin withdrew their troops, because the Green Fox King was dead, the demon barbarians under the command of the major demon marshals were like lost dogs, each camping in their own camps, and fled north one after another.

On the ground, a demon handsome fled halfway and suddenly slapped his head.

"It's broken! In the central demon tent, there is that guy! It's miserable, I didn't take her away! ”

Someone next to him looked disdainful, "What do you care about her?" It's just a half-demon and half-human alien species, even if it is put in the human realm, it is still a beast-like existence. ”

They whispered to each other at a gallop, casually slapping back, and suddenly their souls were overwhelmed.

I don't know when, King Ming rode a white divine horse, holding a spear, hanging behind them like a shadow.

While those demon handsomes were embarrassed, they couldn't help but say, "King Ming'er, haven't you heard the truth of poor Kou Mo chasing?" ”

Gongsun Ji didn't know when he came to King Ming's side.

He stepped into the air, stepped on a green cloud, stroked his beard and laughed, "You also know that you are a poor man." It's kind of self-aware. ”

King Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense, and swept away a few shots, and the demons and barbarians a few feet in front of him all turned into ghosts under his guns.

When the white horse under his seat turned into a ball of clear air and dispersed, he looked up at Gongsun Ji who was stepping on Qingyun, and frowned, "Where did this Qingyun poem come from?" ”

Gongsun Ji was furious, "Can't you think that I did it?" ”

King Ming snorted, and then suddenly laughed, "It seems that Song Lanyi can do it." You? If you have this ability, why haven't you stepped into the three-grade realm yet? ”

Gongsun Ji was speechless for a while, his eyes widened, his face turned red, and he tried to argue, "How can you force this matter of a scholar?" Besides, poetry is the way, and the righteousness is the road! ”

King Ming looked him up and down, and sneered, "The way that can kill demons and barbarians is the Great Dao." Besides, you don't have to be perceptive in the sense of the scriptures. ”

Gongsun Ji looked at the sky, the ground, and the ants under his feet, and was stunned for a long time, and then he looked like he had just woken up from a dream, "Oh~ The one who called the formation before was also Song Lanyi." This little Song girl is indeed amazing. Or...... Go see her? ”

King Ming glanced at Gongsun Ji, knowing the virtue of this old subordinate, he held the horsewhip in his hand, and couldn't help but recall the thin girl when he first saw Song Lanyi.

Song Lanyi is no more than cardamom, he is more than enough to be Song Lanyi's father, of course, he will not have some animal-like thoughts.

It's just that he is inevitably a little curious in his heart, Song Lanyi ...... What's so amazing about it?

He took Gongsun Ji back to Dingyuan City.

At this time, the battle had just ended, and some of the sergeants were still cleaning the traces of the battlefield and sorting out the remains of their comrades, while the other part of the sergeants were slowly walking down from the city wall with tired steps.

Gongsun Ji looked around, but did not see the shadow of Song Lanyi on the city wall, and couldn't help but grab a soldier beside him, and wondered, "What about the little Song girl?" ”

The soldier looked confused, "Huh? ”

"The one who called the battle before!"

"Oh, I'm asleep over there." The soldier suddenly realized and pointed to the base of a city wall.

I saw Song Lanyi sleeping soundly with a jacket in his arms.

She also had small cuts and blood marks on her cheeks, and she looked extremely weak.

But Gongsun Ji didn't dare to underestimate her.

This is a fierce man who can pull the nine-stone bow with the blessing of the war song!

Pharmacists?

Wrong!

Heroes?

That's right!

King Ming pondered for a moment, "Forget it, let her sleep first." There is tension and relaxation, this is the way of cultivation. ”

There is some truth to that.

Gongsun Ji also nodded yes, and by the way, he asked Song Hanhai to come over and ask him to bring his daughter back.

If Song Lanyi was really allowed to sleep under the city wall for a day, then Song Manzi would have to pull out his beard?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Gongsun Ji shuddered.

And at this moment, Song Lanyi, who is "Zhang and relaxed", is still writing hard in the dream space.

She carefully copied and sketched the illustrated book on a copy of the "Book of Medicine", and kept repeating it in her mouth:

"Poria cocos, Poria cocos, Poria cocos......"

"Sexual Warmth, Sexual Warmth, Sexual Warmth......"

"Can be used in medicine, can be used in medicine, can be used in medicine......"

Yao Sheng had long felt the attraction from the mysterious space, and he deliberately lingered outside for a while before sneaking into the space.

He wanted to see what Song Lanyi was doing in this spare time.

When he walked to the door of the space bookstore, he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction when he heard the sound of reading aloud inside.

Diligent and studious, he deserves to be my favorite disciple!

However, when he pushed open the door, he saw that Song Lanyi's hair was scattered, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his cheeks were gray marks and blood stains like pot ash.

Even so, her whole person still showed an extremely excited appearance.

Yaosheng ...... The Medicine Saint was stunned.

He swallowed his saliva and said tentatively, "Lan Yi, or ...... Do you want to sleep for a while? ”

Syllable!

Song Lanyi put down his pen suddenly, looked at the medicine saint, and hated iron and steel: "Teacher! A habitual woman is like killing a woman! ”

"Sleep? How do I get a good night's sleep? How can I sleep at this age of fourteen?! ”

"Teacher, I am just an ordinary existence in the Nine-Rank Realm, but in the Great Qian, Seven-Rank Realm, in the dark night, I can see things like day; When the five products are in the realm, you can see ten lines at a glance; When you are in the realm of three products, you can even draw inferences! ”

What does this mean? It shows that the higher the grade, the stronger the person, the better the learning ability, and the more able to open the gap with the people below. If I don't work a little harder, how can I surpass them in this day and age? ”

The Medicine Saint had a strange feeling.

He always had the illusion that he was now in the opposite position with Song Lanyi.

He scratched his head, "Then you have to sleep!" Who can stand not sleeping? ”

Song Lanyi sighed and said earnestly, "Teacher, don't mention this kind of thing again." 996 is a blessing! How can you say that you can't bear it? ”

Medicine Saint: ???

What the heck?

He simply stayed aside and watched Song Lanyi recite like a repeater.

It was obviously a mechanical stiff repeated recitation, but she was stunned to read a kind of rhythmic beauty.