Godly Empress Doctor

Lord Biyun Palace frowned and glanced arrogantly at the Great Wind Marshal: “Wind to the south, what is your look? You think a half-step divine pharmacist is that good?! Don't you think we have a half-step divine pharmacist? With your nest barrier, the highest is the imperial pharmacist. What are you smelling like?! ”

The wind turned south to try to refute it, but was robbed by the Lord of Biyun Palace.

“What, are you still upset?” Lord Biyun Palace laughed, “less than a year, more than three years, I can enter the realm of divine pharmacists in half a step! ”

“By then, I will be able to refine the half-step Divine Pharmaceutical Dan, wind to the south, the most missing part of your nest barrier is the sacred medicine for healing wounds. Are you sure you don't want to be polite to me now? ”

The more arrogant the Lord of Biyun Palace said.

Before, she whispered to the south and let him go, but now Yungong suddenly felt that she was the dominant party!

Half step divine pharmacist, who doesn't want it?! How dare you embarrass me if you don't rush south to invest in my future half-step divine pharmacist?!

But Master Baiyun Palace suddenly found out that everyone looked at her... seemed to carry some complications?

Feng Da Marshal looked at Biyun Palace Master with a strange eye and said in surprise: “Master Yun Palace, haven't you become a half-step divine pharmacist yet? ”

Lord Biyun Palace stared at him.

What do you mean, the wind's heading south? You really think a half-step divine pharmacist is a rotten cabbage?

But the next sentence of the wind to the south is: "But my little dancer is already a half-step divine pharmacist, aren't you? ”

What?!

Master Baiyun's body was instantly stiff and his whole brain was blank.

But soon she regained consciousness.

The wind lies to her southward, and this man often makes such a frightening joke.

“The wind is heading south, saying it's urgent. Is this a joke?!” Lord Biyun Palace stared seriously at him with a face.

”- [sic]“ I'm not kidding, my little dancer is really... ”

Master Biyun Palace interrupted him impatiently: “If she is a half-step divine pharmacist, I will give her the whole of Biyun Palace! Okay, don't open this...”

“Really?” Feng Da Marshal pushed a phoenix dance, “Xiaodang, thank the master of the cloud palace?! ”

The Phoenix dance and the Great Feng Marshal were so tacitly matched, so the wind said to the south, and the Phoenix dance immediately bowed deeply: "Thank you Lord Yungong for the love, that night was born. ”

What's going on?

Lord Biyun Palace's angry eyes stared south at the wind.

The wind turned south and wondered: "Don't you know the Lord of the Clouds? No, according to theory, Biyun Palace can't hear this. My little dancer is a half-step divine pharmacist, and I didn't mean to hide it. ”

Lord of Biyun Palace: “?!!!” Really?

She's staring at Left Green!

Zuo Qing... she hates, she hates everyone in the place!

But she was the weakest, so in the end she had to bite her teeth: “Master... she is really..."

Lord Biyun Palace's inner anger at this moment is like the flames of a bear.

But she laughed, “Congratulations to the Feng Marshal first, whether or not. ”

After that, she immediately changed the subject: “Qingxian, the old man took it away first, goodbye! ”

Baiyun Palace wants to go, but is it that easy to walk?

Marshal Feng laughed and smiled, but he couldn't reach the bottom of his face: "This traitor who knows Dong Song's kingdom, Yungu Master just took away? Aren't you afraid that the wind might suspect the whole of Biyun Palace? ”