With Mo Shang's help, He Huiniang's health has improved greatly.

Not only did the cough get a lot better, but even the sallowness on his face was gradually disappearing, revealing some ruddy complexion.

The little fox lay on the stone bench, lazily basking in the sun, his big fluffy tail swaying leisurely, and looked at a man in white who was decocting medicine.

Mo Shang held a broken fan in one hand, fanned the fire in the furnace, and raised the white sleeve with the other, wiping the sweat from the corners of his forehead.

"This is the first time I've boiled medicine for someone." As if feeling the little fox's gaze, Mo Shang pulled the corners of his mouth and said.

Lan Aya chuckled in her heart, people! There will always be a first time, and then a second, a third, and an Nth time.

Mo Shang looked up at a little fox with a smile in the corner of his eye: "Eccentric, are you laughing at me in your heart?" ”

Do you know what else to ask?

The little fox's big fluffy tail wagged even more happily.

After the medicine was decocted, Mo Shang put down the broken fan in his hand, poured out the thick black bitter medicine from the medicine pot, and said jokingly: "You are also one of the top spirits among the foxes, how rare is Shen Wanjin's thousand-year-old multitude?" As long as there is still a breath left, the dying man can be hanged alive, and after the woman eats it, she will not only be cured of her old diseases, but she will also be transformed into a radiant complexion, and she will be ten years younger, to say the least. ”

The little fox suddenly stood up from the stone bench and stared at Mo Shang with the big fox's eyes.

So amazing?

Mo Shang picked up the bitter medicine bowl and looked at the little fox's surprised look: "Don't doubt it, I, Mo Shang said it with great credibility." ”

Lan Aya jumped down from the stone bench, followed behind Mo Shang, and happily entered the room.

He Huiniang sat on the bed, her complexion had improved, but her eyes did not have much life, she didn't look at the medicine Mo Shang brought her, and said with a depressed expression: "Why did this noble son save me who was about to die?" Let's go! ”

Mo Shang raised his eyebrows and glanced at a certain little fox who followed him at his feet, although he had medical skills, he was not very interested in saving a person with a dead heart, if it weren't for this little fox, he wouldn't have stayed to decoct the medicine at all.

Seeing the faint distress in the little fox's eyes, Mo Shang stepped forward with the medicine: "It's better to die than to live, there is nothing in this world that can't be overcome, drink it!" ”

After speaking, Mo Shang smiled in his heart, he didn't expect him to have such a comforting day.

What kind of Gu did this little fox give him?

He Huiniang didn't reach out to pick it up, her eyes looked ahead with a blank look: "This hurdle can't be passed, she's gone, what's the use of me living?" ”

Mo Shang was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know who "he" was in the woman's mouth, but he could guess that it was a very important person in the woman's heart.

Mo Shang put the medicine on the broken chair next to the bed, turned and walked towards the door.

As soon as he took two steps, the hem of his robe was pulled by something, he looked down and saw a certain little fox holding his hem, stubbornly refusing to let him go out, the fox's eyes were rolling.

The saddest thing for a person is that his heart is dead, and he doesn't need to talk to people who don't want to live, but seeing the mist in the little fox's eyes, Mo Shang told a lie for the first time that he couldn't even believe.

"Perhaps, the person in the woman's heart is still alive."

Lan Aya looked at Mo Shang approvingly, Xiao Momo, you are so good at talking.

Mo Shang regretted it after saying this.

He Huiniang stumbled off the bed, rushed to Mo Shang, and grabbed Mo Shang's arm with a nervous expression: "What did you say?" You say my Aya'er is still alive? Is she really alive? ”

Mo Shang was extremely embarrassed, how did he know the life and death of that Ling'er?

Swing back, was ripped off.

Mo Shang knew that the little fox was telling him to do things again, so he could only say against his will: "Hmm! Madame's Ling'er is still alive. ”

He Huiniang cried with joy: "Great, great, Aya'er is still alive, by the way, Childe, what is your relationship with Aya'er?" ”

He has nothing to do with Ling'er.

The back swing was pulled again.

The corners of Mo Shang's mouth twitched, and if there was really no pie falling from the sky, he took the little fox's purple spirit ring, forcing himself to admit that he had something to do with that Ling'er.

"I... I'm her friend. ”

He Huiniang cried and laughed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Where is Aya'er now? How is she? ”

Mo Shang had an urge to rush out of the door, don't ask, he didn't know anything.

The back swing continues to be pulled, and he can't run away.

Mo Shang said bitterly: "She's good, she's good, she's very good, she can't come back for the time being."

However, she asked me to take care of my wife's body, and asked my wife to drink the medicine. ”

Seeing what He Huiniang was going to say again, he hurriedly said, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after drinking the medicine." ”

He Huiniang nodded heavily: "Hmm." "Let go of Mo Shang, turn around and go to drink the medicine.

Mo Shang's heart was relieved, and seeing He Huiniang gurgling and drinking medicine, he scooped up a little fox on the ground and rushed out of the door, running faster than a rabbit.

Escaping from the small courtyard, Mo Shang held the little fox's paws in both hands, looked at it and said: "Now, she has drunk the medicine, her body will recover soon, and my task is completed, you can face the rest yourself!" Angry I can't do anything. ”

Say it! He put down the little fox and prepared to leave.

Lan Aya didn't stop him any longer, she knew that this man had already helped her do this, which was already good.

Mo Shang saw that the little fox didn't come to stop him, and he suddenly felt a little lost in his heart, so he just let him go?

Strange, how could he feel this way? He had only been with the little fox for a few days.

Waving away the loss in his heart, Mo Shang folded back again, squatted down, and didn't care about the snow-white robe dragging on the ground, he took out a red pill from his arms, looked at the pinch of white saffron hair on its forehead and said: "Flour can't cover your handful of red hair, swallow this, if you can cultivate the art of fire to the fifth grade, you can hide this mark as you like." ”

Surprise flashed in Lan Aya's eyes, and then she hid it, looking at Mo Shang thoughtfully, this man was really not simple, and he could see that the mark on her eyebrows was the art of fire.

The little fox was not polite, and with a stretch of his pink tongue, he licked off the red elixir from Mo Shang's fingertips.

Mo Shang looked at the crystal clear water color of his fingertips a little distractedly, and suddenly felt that the tip of the little fox's tongue was so soft.

Come back to your senses!

He got up and flicked the white robe, the banquet that is all over the world is gone, and it is time for him to leave, everything in the future will depend on the creation of this little fox.

After Mo Shang left, the little fox felt a boiling heat in his body, like a fireball, burning its internal organs.

Lan Aya suddenly realized that what Mo Shang gave her might not be an ordinary pill that helped hide the mark of the Fire Technique, but a top-grade pill that helped her reach the fifth grade of the Fire Technique.

Lan Aya was shocked in her heart, and her face changed slightly, it turned out that Mo Shang was not only a pharmacist, but also hid his identity as an alchemist.

This man is really not simple.

The heat in the body is getting bigger and bigger, and the little fox is red from the heat, and it immediately stops speculating more about Mo Shang, and now it is better to quickly find a secluded place to cultivate.