Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Moreover, she seemed to have settled in that environment without knowing it.

What the hell is going on?

Or is she not settled in, but comatose?

Looking at the cloud dance, where there was no movement at all, the pharmacist elder could not help but cry out softly; “Cloud dance girl? ”

No movement.

The elder pharmacist reached out and was ready to touch her gently to see if she was sleepy or settled!

However, as soon as his hand approached him, that obscure force bounced off his hand.

It's really a disgrace!

The pharmacist elder seemed really stunned at this moment.

What's going on? How did a teenager who was only seven years old get into disgrace?

Is she really going to break into Wu-Jing?

With this possibility in mind, the pharmacist himself felt ridiculous, but the facts in front of him could not be erased.

What should we do?

Should we report this to the other college elders?

But this girl is now set, if she leaves at this time, if she encounters any kind of disturbing collision, she will kill her directly!

The pharmacist looked at the cloud dance on the bed and frowned.

Eventually, he chose to go outside the door and defend the cabin with his own strength to protect her first.

Day after day.

Time passes extraordinarily fast.

Yet outside the cottage next to the garden, a gray-haired old man sat on the doorstep day and night like a fossil.

And in the cabin, the figure sitting on the board on the bed, still in a regular position, motionless like a fossil.

Time has passed, as if blinking, a month has passed.

The spider web is starting to form.

Still dancing in that foggy white space, still wandering like a centipede, I've been thinking about what I'm really looking for.

No, I can't.

There's so much space in my head that I can barely think of anything.

But she feels implicitly, all the time here, no.

So later on, in addition to thinking about what she was looking for, she also thought about how to get out of here.

But she can't walk out of here, no matter how far she goes, as if she's always going around in the same place.

What the hell is going on?

And why is she here?

What did she do before?

There's a void in my head, I can't remember anything.

Outside.

Every month, the pharmacist elders send enough medicine flowers for January into the inner college, but this has been a few days since the whole month, but the pharmacist elders have not seen the medicine flowers delivered.

I can't wait for the cook in this dining room.

Today, I called two help cooks and came out myself.

But as soon as I arrived at the pharmacist's elder's residence, I saw a white beard full of white hair, and the pharmacist elder with a lot of spider webs, all three chefs were corrupted.

“So, is that the pharmacist elder? ”

The two cooks were not sure, “Yes, but how did the pharmacist become an old man? ”

“Something must have happened to the pharmacist elders. Go back to the elders and find them.” The chef hurried to a helper.

The cook said that he naturally hurried back to inform.

Then the chef and the help chef hurried over to the pharmacist elder.

“Elder Pharmacist, are you all right?” The elder pharmacist, who was sitting on the ground for the cook, lowered his voice respectfully.

No answer.

The chef glanced at the cook and thought something must have happened.

“Don't just stand there and help me get the elders back to the house.” The chef hurriedly said to the cooks.

The two of them, at this moment, reached over to help the elder pharmacist.

But their hands touched the pharmacist's elder's body, a strong breath suddenly emanated from his body, and the wooden house protected by Yuan Li also fluctuated slightly under that power.

“I said you two, I haven't had a good night's sleep yet, but you mixed it up.” With his eyes closed, the pharmacist elder looked at the chef who had been bounced out and said something helplessly.

The cook who climbed up from the ground and helped the cook looked at the elder pharmacist who opened his eyes and was depressed.

“Elder, it turns out you're okay, I thought you were... really, this is going to sleep in the house, why did you sleep right at this door!” Chefs and pharmacists are old friends.

My peers entered the college, and I was shocked, and I couldn't help complaining.

“You old Liu, really cares about business, I like sleeping at the front door.” The elder pharmacist felt that the girl in the room was still quiet, and he also continued to remain calm.

Previously, he was really hungry on the back of his chest patch, and when he couldn't help himself, he also chose to fall asleep to reduce his energy consumption.

However, when he slept, he seemed to have slept a long time.

Seeing this chef Liu arrive, it's probably been a month.

Why hasn't she broken through yet?