Godly Empress Doctor

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The phoenix's gaze is too trusting -

I watched the phoenix dance for a while, and finally nodded and left with the bottle of medicine.

"Miss, you really don't want to see? Really no problem?" Qiu Ling was worried.

After all, that is the wind king.

"The medicine goes to the disease." Feng dance is very confident.

In fact, Feng Dance is really busy.

She is drawing a picture of the map.

The house of the old house next door, Fang Laozi has been transferred to her, so Feng Dance decided to use the vein under the house.

Simply excavating the Lingshi? She does not think this is the best way.

Feng Dance decided to build a cultivation method based on the veins. With her current strength, she can build a master-level gathering. At that time, whether they are Xiaoqi or Qiu Ling, they will get twice the result with half the effort.

Feng Dance examined the surrounding terrain and decided to cultivate a small Taiyixian map.

Therefore, throughout this evening, the phoenix dances are concentrating on the design of the paintings. Every pen and every painting is accurate and unbiased!

Qiu Ling enters and exits, not the hot tea is to send hot towels.

Because of the phoenix dance painting, the aura consumption is very serious, and the sweat is constantly coming out.

It must be wiped off before the sweat rolls off, otherwise it will fall short on the design.

This is good before the phoenix dance.

Qiu Ling looked at her five ladies.

Usually do not look at her sometimes hippie smile, easy, the performance of the performance, when the time is embarrassing, but once she is serious, it will really work hard.

Now she is caught in a state that is difficult to describe in words. The brush in her hand constantly outlines the essence of the method. Every pen and every painting consumes her spiritual power.

Her spiritual power has already been exhausted, and she relies on Shangpin Lingshi and Quling Tea.

Looking at the pieces that broke into powder, I looked at the scented tea, and watched my own lady, because of the spiritual overdraft, her lips were white and cold, and she was sweating.

Qiu Ling is very distressed.

But she knows, can't bother, but can't persuade.

At this time, her own lady is a rib. She was interrupted without completing her work. She would have a temper.

I don't know when this picture will be drawn...

Qiu Ling leaned against the threshold and looked at the sky and moon, quietly accompanying the Phoenix Dance.

Deep night dew, gradually turning thicker.

The darkest night before dawn has passed, and there is a white belly in the east.

The morning dawn, orange.

Feng Wu finally put down the brush in his hand -

"Miss--"

At the right time of Qiu Ling, the hot towel that had been prepared for a long time, the heat of the towel is just right, which can make people wash away the tiredness of the face.

The phoenix dance covers the face with a thick thick towel, which is hot and smoked with eyelashes.

Feng Wu took a look at Qiu Ling: "The hot towels are all hot with Qu Ling tea, and you have to go."

After the phoenix dance's eyes were moistened by the aura of Qu Ling tea, the clear and clear water was quickly restored.

Qiu Ling was busy picking up the hot towel and taking a pair of soft and moderately soft shoes for the phoenix dance.

The phoenix dance shoes are all made by Qiu Ling according to the thickness of her soles.

"Autumn, it’s good to have you, if you are a master of your family, I don’t know how to live." Feng Dance was comfortably served.

Qiu Ling warmly smiled softly: "Miss is the one who does the big things, and I can only do these little things."