After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Li Ya took a deep breath, and finally chose to comfort Chen Zexing with a gentle voice.

"I'm going to look for Wan'er. You played a good show with Yan'er in Chen's house. When you greet her tomorrow, put a veil on her, and say you...you didn't control the strength well, and kissed hard...the Song family said Wan'er is not feeling well..."

Chen Zexing is a dude, he can do anything reasonable.

As if he felt that his words were too frivolous, Li Ya coughed uncomfortably:
"All in all, for the sake of Wan'er's reputation, this matter must not be leaked. Within five days, I will try my best to find her. If I can't find her, I will judge whether she is safe or not, and then let the elders know about it."

"Don't worry, Wan'er is talented and eccentric, nothing will happen to her."

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"Susu! How are you doing!"

It's the voice of my little sister!
Jiang Su immediately opened her eyes, her eyelashes flickering like butterfly wings, and she pinched her waist with force.

"It hurts! Isn't it a dream?!"

"Little Senior Sister!" The girl struggled in the arms of the man in red, as if she had found her master's spirit beast.

She pushed aside Fang's folded arms, jumped off his lap, and jumped onto Dong Yiyi's body.

"Little sister, I'm back!" Jiang Su's face was filled with the innocence that a daughter of this age should have.

"It's like three autumns since I don't see my little senior sister every day. I've already..." The girl let go of an arm that was wrapped around Dong Yiyi, opened her five fingers and counted carefully, the seriousness on her face was not fake,

"one two Three."

"I haven't seen my little senior sister for three days, that's three autumns! It's been a long time, no, I miss my little senior sister so much, I can't bear three autumns anymore!"

Her fluffy hair rubbed against the neck of the little senior sister, and stuck to Dong Yiyi's chin.

Dong Yiyi smiled lightly, put the sword back into its sheath, fondled the "cub" in his arms with his free hand, and said softly: "Okay, okay, it's good that Susu is back."

Like an elder, she slowly took the girl's catkin, and sat her down in front of the intact table and chair as if no one was there, "Susu, how is the result of this visit? Is it going well? Is there anyone in trouble ,bully you?"

"Of course it went well, my ability is still..."

"Ahem, ahem, Junior Sister, we still have things to settle." The male voice was resolute and cold.

The conversation between the girl and the little senior sister was interrupted, she raised her eyes slightly dissatisfied, and set her eyes on the few people in front of her.

"..."

In the eyes, it was Fang Zhe who was being pointed at by Senior Brother Liu's sword, and the nine-foot "monk Maocun" who had an advantage in height was holding his chilling sword in his forehand, blocking the blade of the Wind Sword.

Qi Zhizhi's long knife attacked indiscriminately, chopping up three sets of tables and chairs around him, leaving the teahouse in a mess, and the wood slag and fly ash hadn't even dissipated in the surrounding air.

"Whoa"

The sound of the abacus broke the momentary silence. The owner of the teahouse came slowly, glanced at the attires of the few people, and said as usual: "Three sets of tables, three sets of tea sets, including the seat fee and the fee for the brewed tea, ten taels Silver, who will pay?"

Ever since there was a rumor of a magic cultivator in Luo Ning City, more and more fairy masters came here, and the tables and chairs would always be beaten into broken chairs and broken wood by their every word of disagreement.

The owner of the tea shop thought to himself, "These immortal masters... have a bad temper. He has changed tables and chairs eight times."

"Twelve???"

"Twelve taels for what kind of tea?"

Liu Yunqing opened his eyes wide when he heard the words, and asked in shock, he was originally a poor swordsman, and now he was still in debt of hundreds of spirit stones, where would he have spare money to exchange for silver to accompany him.

Dong Yiyi was also shocked, and among the five present, the two sword masters reacted the most violently.

Before the boss could explain, Qi Zhizhi fumbled for ten taels of silver from the purse at his waist and handed it to the boss of the tea shop.

A delicate little face was slightly flushed, and she said embarrassedly: "We didn't mean it...forgive me."

She unconsciously circled her fingers and tightly grasped the corner of the person beside her.

"Tear--"

This familiar voice!

Who is this time!

Dong Yiyi quickly lowered his head, looking for a new hole in his clothes, rubbed his hands over and over at the corners of his clothes, and muttered, "Where is the tear this time?"

"Ahem, I know Junior Sister."

There was a crack on Liu Yunqing's stern and stern face, and the pupils were mixed with light and dark. The joy had obviously exploded in his heart like a big flower, but he still forcibly maintained that unearthly fortitude.

Jiang Su looked at Senior Brother Liu in puzzlement, only to feel that his face was stiff, one side of his mouth twitched, and his mind was vague.

Dong Yiyi's skillful words of comfort fell out of his mouth.Liu Yunqing whispered in a voice transmission: "Junior Sister, Feng Shui takes turns, this time it's me."

Jiang Su didn't know the secret battle between the two sword cultivators, frowned and looked at the senior seriously, and muttered, "Could it be...", the next second, he suddenly realized!

The girl said eagerly, "Senior brother, you must have suffered a stroke!" She hurried forward to pinch Liu Yunqing's face.

Liu Yunqing can't be paralyzed!
If his mouth and eyes are crooked, then the plot after that will not collapse!After this person has become a demon, he is a master of evil spirits for readers!

In the Demon Realm, he found a small black cassock with a leaky waist that can be used for demon energy. With a serious and cold face, it can be said to be full of contrast. Coupled with the external oblique muscles and mermaid lines, he has fascinated thousands of people in the cultivation world. Young woman wow!

In addition to the young woman, there is also Zhang Yunsheng!Senior Sister Zhang is obsessed with ghosts and eyes!

If your mouth and eyes are crooked, she won't want to kill me as a doctor? !
Jiang Su had sharp eyes and quick hands, before Liu Yunqing even realized what this rebellious junior sister was going to do, she was pricked with a silver needle in her hand.

"..."

Jiang Su was extremely cautious, and within a few breaths, faint drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"If the corner of the mouth is tilted to the right, then the right side is the healthy side and the affected side is the left!"

"Prick the Hegu point on the hand on the affected side first, and then needle on the skin on the healthy side, so as to penetrate the cheekbones!"

I saw the girl stuck one needle into Jian Xiu's left hand, and the other needle pierced from the corner of Liu Yunqing's mouth, piercing towards the ear, hooking his skin and pulling it to the upper right.

Liu Yunqing looked at her junior sister in disbelief, and just about to open her mouth to speak, there was soreness at the corner of her mouth where the needle was pricked, and she actually drew spiritual power into her body and walked on the needle? ! !
"Teacher...teacher, sister" he stuttered and asked, "you...you, what are you doing?"

Is this the special care of the doctor?Could it be that she inadvertently noticed some deep and invisible wounds on my body?The one that even I don't know?

Seeing this, several people around thought that something serious had happened, their faces were stern and they kept silent.

After a while, the girl in green shook her head, and said in confusion, "No, brother, you didn't have a stroke?"

Liu Yunqing was taken aback when he heard the words, and stared at her in disbelief: "Stroke???"

"That's right, you didn't have a stroke. Why did your face twitch? It was still on one side. I thought you had suffered from wind evil, and your mouth and eyes were crooked."

"..."

"Pfft——" Dong Yiyi lowered the corners of his mouth and raised the light curve again, and said sweetly: "Ahem, cough, brother, this time it is indeed you."

Jiang Su couldn't understand, why this time and that time?