"Can you, give me the sword of the Hidden Glass?" Poison Doctor Ran was silent for a long time before speaking again.

"I let Nansan take it. Qian Song snorted coldly, clutched his chest, and went back to the room.

Xiao Luo frowned at the bamboo weaving, very cute.

Qian Song had mixed feelings in his heart. Sometimes, he is really envious of Luo'er, he doesn't know anything about his situation, and he is happy every day.

He was going to go to the Medicine Valley after the wedding. There are still many affairs to be dealt with in the sect, and I don't know if Nan San can be qualified for the position of the right protector.

"Brother Qiansong, I can't always make it up. Xiao Luo looked at the pile of bamboo weaving aggrievedly, a little lost. It should be such a simple thing, but I can't do it myself.

"It's okay, I'll teach you. Qian Song came back to his senses, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, he sat next to Luo'er, and grabbed her hand, "Look, it should be like this, press, fold again, and pull it over again......"

If all the years were like this, there would be no calamity.

"This was made up by me and Brother Qiansong. In Xiao Luo's eyes, there seems to be a sea of stars, shining and shining, but the bottom can be seen clearly, like a fairy child who has fallen into the mortal world, does not know the world, is not stained with dust, stays in the last pure land, and no one wants her to be dirty.

Qian Song was even more so, he smiled softly. Only when Luo'er is by his side will he be so relaxed and wanton. Under his eyes, he was still stained with tears. For more than ten years, I have almost forgotten about Chichi, but in the past ten years, it is enough for these toxins to penetrate deep into the bone marrow. It's just suppressed, can't be cured, and it seems that I want to put my hope on that ethereal legend.

"Brother Qiansong?" Xiao Luo called several times before Qiansong came back to his senses.

"What's wrong with Luo'er?" Qiansong's voice was soft, running along the braids of Xiaoluo, covering the tears that flickered in her eyes.

"I want to take a box and save up this bamboo, this is the first one to be braided. Xiao Luo couldn't put it down with this bamboo weaving, although he couldn't see what it was, but he was really the first to become the first one.

"Okay, find a box for Luo'er. Qian loosened his eyes and buried all the gloom in his heart.

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Poison doctor Ran clutched the medicine box tightly, hating his powerlessness for the first time. He can't protect Youli, he can't suppress Blazing Red, and now, he can't even protect Youli's sword.

No, Qian Song told Nan San that he could always do something.

"Erxi, where is the right protector now?" Poison Doctor Ran also wanted to catch something.

Everyone wants to follow something, make up for their own powerlessness, and give themselves a reason to continue living.

"The right protector should be on the side of the church, and now there are many affairs, and there is no task yet. Er Xi bowed slightly towards the poison doctor Ran, thinking that it didn't matter.

"Thank you. Poison Doctor Ran smiled at Erxi and headed for the church.

Nansan is indeed in the church. Or he is not as desireless as he seems on his face, he also wants power, otherwise how could he be this right protector.

"Nansan...... Right Protector. Poison doctor Ran interrupted Nan San, who was looking at the ledger, and his hand holding the medicine box couldn't help but tighten.

"Doctor Ran. Nan San nodded towards the poison doctor Ran, still expressionless, making people stunned.

"The left protector told me that the sword of the dark glass is on your side. I want to change back. Poison doctor Ran didn't look directly at Nansan, his eyes were only staring at his toes, and his heavy breathing showed the waves in his heart.

"Oh, change?" Nan San was surprised when he heard this word at first glance. In fact, I don't care, I use a knife, and this sword is left because Zuo Protector said that it is a trophy. What's more, the poison doctor Ran is a healer, no matter what it is, even if he doesn't make friends, he can't do evil.

"I only have all kinds of medicines. This wound on your chest has been running through it for a long time, and it's always bad. Qian Song breathed a long sigh of relief, his own medicine is always the best.

"Okay, thank you. Nan San agreed very happily, and pulled the corners of his mouth rarely, although the smile was a little terrifying. He also knows that if others are injured on this scar again, if their own situation can be intact, who will not be happy.

Poison Doctor Ran didn't expect it to be so easy. He always carries the medicine to heal the scars, and these medicines can restore the half of the skin that is unrecognizable.

He found the medicine bottle and handed it to Nansan.

"These doses should be enough. "Poison doctor Ran lost his mind for a moment, and he was going to heal his face, soon, quickly.

"Thank you, Doctor Ran. Nan San didn't worry about the amount of medicine, immediately put away the medicine bottle, and saluted the poison doctor Ran, "Wait for me for a while, after reading this, I have to put it away before I can go to the residence to get it." He looked apologetically at Ran, the poison doctor.

"I'm fine, I can afford to wait. If the medicine is not enough, you can come to me again to get it. Poison Doctor Ran smiled softly, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and the whole person became extremely brisk.

Nan San read it after a short time, locked the book, and took the sword of Youli with the poison doctor Ran.