"His surname is Ling, and his name is Mo Han. He is the instructor of the most famous Nebula Academy in Qingteng Country. He has a mysterious origin. He is a fairy cultivator, and his spiritual power has reached the Jin Dan level. More importantly, he It’s twenty-five years old, so you can call him a venerable or a senior, but this uncle, ha ha... probably very few people call him!"

"Only twenty-five years old?"

She looked weird and said, "What do you do with a big beard at the age of twenty-five? I thought he would have to be thirty-five if he said less!"

"Hehe, so his origin is mysterious, because no one has seen his true face."

He smiled and said, his gaze also fell on Ling Mohan: "I didn't expect him to come here, wait a while, I will pay a visit in the past, your ghost doctor want to be together?

"Mysterious Nebula Academy tutor?"

She nodded suddenly, and didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard him say that she was going to pay a visit, she immediately smiled: "Of course, such a strong person is great to know nature."

So, President Ke took her to Ling Mohan's side.

When they appeared, Ling Mohan noticed the evil man in the dazzling red suit. He was no stranger to the red suit and the Manzhushahua mask, because that night in the hot spring, these two things were Put it aside.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell sharply on the man, examining it.

That night because of the mist of the hot spring, he could not see clearly, but the ruined face was once clearly reflected in his eyes, and at this time, he had to admit that the boy in red was as dazzling as the sky. The sun, the temperament is evil and respectful, especially the quiet and smiling eyes, which make people never forget...

But, looking at those eyes, how do you feel a bit familiar?

"Teacher Ling, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm so lucky to meet you." Chairman Ke hastily stepped forward and said hello with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help smiling.If President Ke knew that it was the uncle bearded who had stolen several of his precious elixir, he probably wouldn't be there to shout good luck.

"It turned out to be President Ke." He stood up and bowed his hand, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu, and asked, "This is?"

"Hehe, he is the pharmacist invited by our black market to participate in the spirit medicine competition. This...well, he is called the ghost doctor." He said in a whisper, because he didn't know the name of the ghost doctor, but he didn't know for a while. How to introduce it.

"Uncle Ling."

Feng Jiu called out crisply, her eyes shining with a sly glow, and a smile on her lips, she said familiarly: "If Uncle Ling thinks the ghost doctor is not easy to call, It's okay to call me ghosts."

Listening to Uncle Ling, Ling Mohan unconsciously stroked the beard of his chin again, looking thoughtfully at the boy in red, his face with a little weirdness and doubt.

"Uncle?"

It’s not just a day or two for him to grow a beard, but no one has ever called him that way. However, the tricky little girl I met in Jiufulin was also calling him by an uncle, this man in red. The opening is also an uncle, does he look really old?

She narrowed her eyes and grinned: "Yes! I'm only fifteen this year. I heard that the uncle is already twenty-five. That's ten years older than me. What is the uncle?"

"Ten, fifteen?" Chairman Ke stared at the side with a look of surprise.