The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

It was God who sent him to save his immortals.

Or is it a pure dream?

When young people heard the problem, their lips were silent for a moment.

Then he pulled up his lips and softened his voice: “My name is Lanchu, and I am a puppeteer. Nice to meet you today. ”

……

People are flowing down the street.

A handsome man walks through it with an ugly teenager with scars on his face.

Men's temperament is warm as the warm breeze of spring.

The teenager behind him was cold and alert, as if he was guarding everyone close by.

It is only when looking at the youth in front that a little softness appears in the eyes.

“[Danpinkou], found it. ”

Rancho stopped in front of a pharmacy with a happy expression on his face.

Night slave wondered: "Young master, you want to buy Dan medicine? ”

Lan Chu sighed: “I told you not to call me Young Master, how old am I? Call me brother. ”

Night slave's face was red.

The word "brother” was chewed between the lips and teeth, and I was a little crazy.

“I heard [Danpin Pavilion] has an exclusive [Fu Yan Tan] for sale, right? ”

A minute later, Lanchu spent 200,000 crystals buying a [Fu Yan Tan] and handing it over to Night Slave.

Night Slave: “What is this? ”

Lanchu analysis smiled slightly: “Fu Yantan is not a precious and hard to refine Dan medicine, but Dan Fang is a small door inheritance, and I am not good at refining, so I came here to buy one. Just take him and the scar on your face will go away. ”

Night slave held the hand of the porcelain bottle and suddenly tightened.

There was a bit of uncontrollable hardship and pain in the voice: “So do you dislike my ugliness, too? ”

Lan Chu parsed his face and then couldn't help but reach out and pinch the boy's face: “Xiao Night, you are good at everything, you are just too sensitive. How can I dislike your ugliness? Our little night is obviously the cutest. ”

Young people's fingers are soft and warm.

Night slave's face burned red all at once, his hands and feet didn't know where to swing.

The slightest bit of pain and anger just vanished in a flash.

"I don't care if you have a scar on your face," said Lanchu. “But you care about Xiao Night! I don't want you to always feel inferior to your face. Of course, if you don't like it, I...”

Night Slave's hand shrunk, holding the porcelain bottle tightly behind him, and he said, “No, I, I love it. ”

As long as you give me something, I like it.

……

Night breeze slowly with a hint of cool.

Lan Chuzhi stood alone in the night breeze, looking at the distant and vast night sky, the brows slowly stained with a little sorrow.

His hand gently touched a hanging accessory on the waist.

The pendant is a very delicate silver trite, only the size of a slap, but if you use your mind to make a fine sensation, you can feel a wave of pressure coming.

Long fingers gently scratched across the long trite road, Lanchu analysis with a little pain and restlessness whispered: “Father... Father, will you give up...”

He suddenly exchanged footsteps behind him.

Lan Chu returned to God violently, retracted his hand on the trite, and turned his subconscious back.

“Xiao Night, have you taken [Fu Yan Tan]? Pharmaceutical effects such as…"

The gentle sound stopped.

Blue Chu looked at the young man standing tall in front of him as if he had lost his ability to think and speak for a moment.