Chapter 701: New Goal 12

The proprietress was successfully taken.

"This little guy is so well-behaved, okay, for the sake of his face, go to the east of the city to see it yourself." The coquettish proprietress flew a kiss at Xiaoyin, and then twisted towards the other tables.

As soon as Luo Yu heard this, he grabbed Xiaoyin, and Pixiu and Xiaohong left.

The three demonic beasts that had not yet eaten were suddenly open their teeth and claws, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

In the east of the East Heavenly Capital City, on the high wall of the royal city, there is a yellow, orange and orange king list, and the soldiers below are listed, which is quite mighty.

Luo Yu stood in the crowd and looked at the king list.

"Today, my Dongwang is in poor health, and I am hereby issued a list to inform me that pharmacists at all levels in Dongtian will be rewarded if anyone can cure my king's illness."

Is the Eastern Heavenly King sick? Luo Yu's eyes lit up, this is a good time.

She is still very researched about incurable diseases.

"Hehe......"

"Hey......

In the midst of the fall of the feathers, the residents of the Eastern Heavenly Capital City who were watching the list around them walked away with a smile while watching.

"Hehe, I'm going to see my king again, and I'm not going to give up."

"Haha, if I were my king's father and mother, I would also show him ......"

"Hehe, it's not a big deal......

"yes, yes, it's not big, haha......"

It was not deliberately suppressed, nor was it a flamboyant shout, and the low voice of conversation was full of laughter, as if the people of the Eastern Heaven knew what kind of illness their king had.

And they are not in a hurry, and they are not dry, but they are smiling, which ......

Luo Yu looked at the people of the Eastern Heaven who were talking around him, and wondered in his heart, what kind of disease did this Eastern Heavenly King have?

"Uncle, let me ask, what strange disease does this Eastern Heavenly King have?" The little third son was clever, and immediately pulled the person next to him to talk and asked.

The middle-aged man with a beard on his face turned around and glanced at Xiao Sanzi, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Outsiders? What does this do, you ask? ”

"Oh, my eldest brother is a pharmacist, let's ask......"

"Do you want to heal our king?" Before Xiao Sanzi's words were finished, the wary middle-aged man burst out laughing.

"yes, yes." Xiao Sanzi nodded vigorously: "So, we want to know ......"