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

The other people in Xiaoyaomen also stared at Luo Yunxiao closely, their eyes were shining, with infinite affection and expectation hidden.

Luo Yunxiao felt his dead heart beating hard.

There was a burning and tearing pain from the depths of the soul.

But the dark eyes exude a shallow warm luster.

Then he heard his slightly muffled voice: "Okay, I get it."

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Above the sky, the breeze is fading and the sun is warm.

The Shenxing Feizhou slowly moved towards the direction of the imperial court of the Polar Region at a steady speed.

Mu Yan stood at the bow of the ship, facing the wind, without opening the protective cover, letting the warm wind chase her clothes and long hair.

The sound of wheels rolling came from behind.

Mu Yan turned her head and smiled and said, "Senior Brother San is awake?"

Yu Zhengqing pushed Chu Moli out of the wheelchair. When he reached a certain position, Chu Moli raised his hand to indicate.

The people behind walked back silently.

Mu Yan looked at this scene and sighed: "Yu Zhengqing is now your loyal servant of the third brother?"

Chu Moli took out the easel, spread drawing paper on it, and took out the paintbrush.

While preparing slowly, he said lightly: "Everyone takes what they need."

As for what each one needs, Chu Moli did not say.

Mu Yan didn't want to ask.

She didn't know what she was thinking, frowned slightly, looking into the distance.

Suddenly Chu Moli's voice came from my ears: "Is Junior Sister Worrying about Junior Uncle or Fourth Junior Sister?"

Mu Yan brushed her long hair before slowly saying: "Senior Brother San thinks, where did Master Jingyuan come from?"

This question, they actually want to know, it is easy to find out clearly.

After all, with the strength of Master Jingyuan, it is impossible to be unknown.

Just ask in the demons, how can no one know!

The people in Xiaoyaomen probably thought of this, but no one asked.

Including Leng Yumo, who cares most about the life and death of Jingyuan.

Chu Moli curled the corners of his lips: "Why do you ask me knowingly?"

Yes, why ask knowingly?

How many monks can have such a powerful strength in the world?

At the Tianmei Banquet, the time when Jing Yuan's face changed drastically and left was exactly the same as the time when Xiao Shishu attacked Dabei Temple.

What is unclear about the facts?

Master Jingyuan came from Dabei Temple!

He might now have an antagonism with the little uncle.

Mu Yan sighed slightly: "Senior Sister Si insists on going out by herself this time, I am a little worried."

Chu Mo Liwen said: "This is something you can rest assured, no matter Master Jingyuan or Junior Uncle, it is impossible to harm Fourth Junior Sister. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Chu Moli smiled and said, "It's nothing. If there is something really going on, we'll just rush over immediately."

After listening to Chu Moli's words, Mu Yan's heart also settled somewhat.

Now that Chu Moli's strength is getting stronger and stronger, using spells to teleport short distances is already easy.

Before leaving, they put a tracking spell on Leng Yumo, and once there was a situation, they could rush over quickly.

While speaking, Chu Moli's pen had already drew a large area on the paper.

Mu Yan probed a glance, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, and quickly retracted his gaze.

The third brother of her family is really perverted as always.

At this moment, she heard Chu Moli, who was supposed to concentrate on painting, asked again: "The words you said to him before the little master left, seemed to have something in the words. Little sister knows what we don’t know. Something?"