Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

Just grateful at the night chill, the servant has led a white-haired old man to come in.

I saw the old man's childish white hair, although he was old, still energetic, and has eyes.

And this one is the Yuan Dafu who is looking for the time when the wind is no trace.

After Yuan Dafu came in, the wind did not open immediately.

"This one must be Dr. Yuan!? Yuan Dafu, please give me a friend, see how his martial arts are, can you unlock it??"

The wind did not open the mouth, and the face said anxiously.

Yuan Dafu heard the words, but nodded lightly to the wind without a trace. The disease did not say anything else. He just began to examine the night in bed, and examined it carefully.

Waiting for the night of the cold examination, Yuan Dafu's face is even more dignified.

Looking at the look of Yuan Dafu's face, the wind could not help but scream.

"Yuan Dafu, cold him, what the **** is it??"

For the wind without traces, Yuan Dafu first twisted his eyebrows and smashed it, and it was a bit strange.

"Quirks, quirks, the old man has checked you. With your time, and the time of the lieutenant, you should have died six months ago. Why, can you still live now?"

Yuan Dafu spoke up, his face was full of doubts and strange looks.

It’s said that the wind has no traces of brows.

"Yuan Dafu, how can you explain this?!"

"The old man has just checked the son. The son is very poisonous. He has been deeply involved in the bone marrow. This is very bully. Moreover, the son of the son, who is already deep, should have died six months ago, unless Before this son, he served the antidote and the like, spread the time of the burst, and suppressed the shackles on his body. It’s a pity that the way to solve the problem is only to cure the symptoms. Governing the book..."

Yuan Dafu spoke up and said what he had just learned.

After saying this, Yuan Dafu immediately spoke and asked again.

"Excuse me, did you use any antidote or method of dispelling?"

Hearing the words of Dr. Yuan, the night ink was only slightly smashed by the sword, and then he opened his lips and sighed.

"I have not taken the antidote or the method of dispelling."

At the beginning, he had already put aside his life and death. After all, he searched the whole country, and no one could solve his martial arts for him.

Those doctors said that he is not alive.

Therefore, he has long been concerned about his life and death.

For the night of the cold, Yuan Dafu brows again, and then, unable to reach out, while touching his beard of white flowers, muttered to himself.

"This is strange. I am sure that you have served the antidote to understand the phlegm, and then suppressed the shackles of your body. Otherwise, you must have died six months ago. Think about it carefully. Can you think of anything!?"

Yuan Dafu rushed to remind him that the night was cold and the words were first silenced, but for a time, he really couldn’t think of anything else.

Seeing this, the wind is not close to the brow, and the heart is more anxious.

"Yuan Dafu, we don't know what suppresses the cockroaches of the cold body, how do you think about the cold!? Or, you should first look at how to help the cold unravel the body!?"

When he heard the wind without traces, Yuan Dafu first glanced at him tightly. Then, with his lips open, he could not help but sigh softly.

"Oh, this is awkward, the old man can't do anything!"

"What!? Yuan Dafu, you are a highly respected doctor in the art world. Can you even solve this technique?"

When I heard the words of Dr. Yuan, the wind was scared and I immediately asked.

Wen Yan, Yuan Dafu first shook his head helplessly, sighing.

"You don't know, there are millions of scorpions, there are so many, I have never seen them, and the cockroaches in this son's body are the most overbearing, and he is too lieutenant." Long, the Lieutenant has been deep, he is now able to live a day, count the day..."

Yuan Dafu opened his mouth and his face was a pity.

Although he did not know the identity of the man in front of him.

However, it is known that the man who is naturally exposed to the domineering and noble atmosphere of the king has already known that this man is not an ordinary person.

It’s a pity that this man, the lieutenant is already deep, and his life is not long...

Just in the heart of Yuan Dafu, I was sighed and regretted. The wind did not trace the words of Dr. Yuan, and my heart was first shocked.

The tall body, even more than one step, almost fell to the ground.

Although the wind has long since made the worst plan, however, when I heard Dr. Yuan’s words, I was shocked and saddened by the wind.

After all, watching his best confidant friend is at stake, he can't do anything...

When I think of it, the wind is not heavy in my heart, and the eagle-eyed eagle is even more swept away, and I can’t help but fall on the man on the bed.

I saw the man on the bed. When I heard Dr. Yuan’s words, my face looked indifferent. In the deep black sorrow, the waves were not shocked. It was as if the person Yuan Yuan said was not like him...

However, the wind has no trace of the heart, knowing that he is a friend of his own, the temper is cold, and even if he is sad and sad, he will not be on his face.

Today, in his heart, it must be very sad, sad! ?

The wind has no trace of the heart, and this confidant, grief, is not his own life and death, but after his death, his beloved woman, how to be good! ?

In this man's heart, the woman is more important than his own life...

Hey……

It’s a pity that it’s too cruel to be a man for God.

Thinking of this, the wind is not heavy in the heart, but I can't help but sigh. There is a sorrow in the eyebrows.

"Yuan Dafu, isn't it, in this world, no one can solve the martial arts on the cold body??"

Even if the wind does not know, this question is also a white question, but he still refuses to give up.

Even if it is a hint of hope, it’s good...

Just thinking about it in the heart of the wind, Yuan Dafu shook his head helplessly. However, the next moment, Yuan Dafu thought of something, and his lips opened, and immediately said.

"The embarrassment of this son is not unsolvable! The old man knows that there is another person in this world who can untie the embarrassment of this son!"

"This is true!?"

When I heard Dr. Yuan’s words, the wind had no trace on the face, and suddenly he exclaimed.

Even lying in bed, the indifferent night of the cold, when I heard the words of Dr. Yuan, the original sly black sorrow, could not help but shoot a glimmer of light.

Although the night is not afraid of death, but now, he is reluctant to die!