Godly Empress Doctor

Phoenix's eyes are so trusting...

The wind stared at the phoenix dance for a while and eventually nodded and took the bottle of medicine away.

“Miss, are you sure you don't want to take a look? Are you sure it's okay?” Autumn Ling is a little worried.

After all, it's the Wind Queen.

“Medicine till sickness.” Phoenix is confident.

In fact, Phoenix is really busy.

She's drawing a map.

The old man Fang had already transferred the house of Fangkou's home next door to her, so the phoenix dance decided to take advantage of the mineral vein under the house.

Simply digging out spiritual stones? She doesn't think it's the best way.

Phoenix decided to build a cultivation formation method based on the mineral veins. With her current strength, she could build a master level gathering spirit formation. By then, whether Xiaoqi or Qiuling, cultivation will be half as powerful.

After examining the surrounding terrain, Phoenix decided to practice a small Tai Yi Xian Tu method.

So all night long, the phoenix dance concentrated on the design of the paintings of the gods, every single one, every painting, precisely without any deviation!

In and out of Autumn Spring, either send hot curling tea or hot towels.

Because during the phoenix painting, the spiritual gas depletion is very severe, and the hot sweat keeps coming out.

The sweat must be wiped off before it rolls off, otherwise it falls onto the blueprint and loses a fortune.

This was explained before the phoenix dance.

Autumn Ling looked at her five ladies.

Don't look at her sometimes hippie smile, relax, act when it's time, shudder when it's time, but once she gets serious, it's a really fateful effort.

Now she is caught up in a world that is difficult to describe in words, and the brush in her hand constantly outlines the essence of the method of formation, and every single painting, every painting, is depleting her spiritual power.

Her spiritual power has actually been depleted long ago, and she relies heavily on spiritual stones and crocodile tea.

Look at the piece of spiritual stone that broke into powder, look at the spiritual tea consumed by one drink, look at the white, cold sweat on her lips because of her spiritual overdraft--

Qiu Ling's heart hurts so much.

But she knew that she could not disturb, let alone persuade.

At this time, the young lady is a muscle. If she is interrupted without completing the work, she will have a temper.

I don't know when this will be done...

Autumn Ling leaned against the door, looking at the sky and the moon, quietly accompanied by the phoenix dance.

Deep night dew beads, gradually thickening.

The darkest night before dawn had passed, and there was a smear of fish in the east.

Early dawn, orange.

Phoenix finally dropped the brush in his hand...

“Miss...”

Autumn Spirit serves hot towels that have been prepared long ago in due course. The towels are just hot enough to wash away the tiredness of one's face.

The phoenix dance covers the face with warm, thick towels, with hot, smoky lashes and silk moisturizing.

Phoenix glanced at Qiu Ling: “The hot towels are all hot with Qu Ling tea, you can do it too. ”

Phoenix's eyes were moistened by the spirit of Qu Ling tea, and soon recovered the purity of the water.

Autumn Ling grabbed the hot towel and took a pair of soft and moderate soft shoes to put on the phoenix dance.

Phoenix shoes are all made by Autumn Ling based on the thickness of her ankle length, precisely measured and very comfortable.

“Autumn Ling, it's so nice to have you. Your master wouldn't know how to live without you.” The phoenix dance is comfortable to be served.

Qiu Ling smiled softly: “Miss is a man of great things, I can only do these little things. ”