Chapter 455

Shocked, the old man dragged a man to the door, stared at the snake beard guarding the door and jumped.

Still suffering from the shock, "the girl, who died like that, came to life again!" the leaves of the Wutong tree fell to the ground, and the sound of the sound was heard. The old man stood at the door and was unable to himself, and he was still dragging a frightened black man.

The little white snake vomited the letter and stared at the man in black with black light in his eyes.

Song Ningyu opened the door and glanced at the little white snake. The little guy waved his tail happily at Song Ningyu to show his sincerity. However, song Ningyu had no time to take care of it at this time.

The old man caught a glimpse of Gong Zilin sitting at the head of the bed, walked in with a smile, touched his beard, nodded and smiled.

"I'll tell you, he's a blessing in disguise, good!"

Song Ningyu blackened his face, held his arm and raised his eyebrows coldly: "how can I remember? What you said is to remember me? Drunk Xianweng, do we have to settle this account?"

In the Mid Autumn Festival, there was a slight chill. The old man waved to song Ningyu with a smile and planned to change the topic: "the poison on him offsets, isn't it very good? Ask the boy if his eyes can see everything clearly?"

Song Ningyu's eyes fell on Gong Zilin's Phoenix eyes. It seems that this is the same thing. Is it because she is too low? Several times, it was something, but when she touched her pulse, everything was always normal!

"These snakes were transported from Huangdao and hid in Tan di. It remains to be investigated whether they were a blessing in disguise." song Ningyu looked at the White Snake wandering at the door with a slightly cold eye.

The man in black looked at Song Ningyu with a frightened face. The little white snake stared at the man in black with a happy face. His saliva dripped all over the ground. His cold eyes made him kneel directly on the ground.

"However, this is not a long-term plan. If you don't find the antidote again, I'm afraid it will relapse again, and it's worse every time." the old man sat in the chair and raised his hand. A silver little guy jumped into the arms of the drunk fairy from the window and stared at the little white snake. I don't know what happened. He blew his hair in a moment.

Both sides showed their teeth in an instant, and they were fierce.

Snakes and mice seem to be natural enemies.

"Your little white snake seems to like the man in black. You should quickly let him turn around and don't think about my grandson."

"Grandson?" song Ningyu's eyebrow beat and looked at the silver little guy tightly protected by the old man. He looked a little like a mink and smoked at the corners of his mouth.

"Can't you have a son?" it's hard to imagine calling an animal grandson.

The drunken fairy sank in an instant and sighed slightly.

"I have a son, but, old man, I've broken up with his heartless thing! You know the medical skills just right, and this medical book will be given to you. Don't thank me. I don't want the heartless thing to get the above prescription and hurt people again."

Gong Zilin patted song Ningyu on the shoulder and whispered, "the son of the drunk fairy has a nickname called poison devil."

On hearing this, song Ningyu understood. She looked at the book with her arms and felt quite familiar. Her eyes were full of contempt and said, "you can hide such a popular book. If you don't want to keep it, you'll destroy it." she joked. If you gave it to her, what poison devil would have to come to her to work hard?

"What popular book? There are only two books in the world. One is the best policy and the other is the worst policy!" the old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, this guy who didn't know the goods!

Song Ningyu raised her chin: "if your son comes to chase me, do you think I'll hand it over? Or don't I hand it over?" song Ningyu glanced at the book. Looking closely, it was so similar to the one given to her by the old man, but there was a different place. Two small words "bad policy" were written next to the corner of the book.

The old man looked at Song Ningyu for a while, and suddenly reached out and pulled song Ningyu's arm to brush the wide sleeve. In the middle of song Ningyu's arm, a golden thread was entangled on her arm. Gong Zilin's face was cold for a moment, and he pulled song Ningyu's arm and screwed up the sword eyebrow mercilessly.

"What's going on? What else are you hiding from me?"

Song Ningyu glanced at the old man and gently pulled down his sleeve to block the gold thread that had been moved to his arm. When he took tianhuoniao, the old man said that in three years, the gold thread didn't seem to move in any direction.

"I happen to have a best policy here. Don't you know grandpa?" is the world smaller? The strong are acquaintances in the past.

Looking at the best policy, the old man looked slightly moist and trembled. He took it as if he was opening a dusty memory and murmured, "I haven't seen my senior brother for more than 40 years. Alas, I'm old. I didn't expect you to meet him! Is he... Okay?"

It's been nearly 40 years, and the tone is full of regret and helplessness. Song Ningyu nodded and smiled lightly: "very good. When I fell down the ChiYan mountain, I was saved by my grandfather. This skill was also taught by him. In order to thank him for saving my life, I thought I was Grandpa."

"In that case, you can take a look at the worst policy together. When you are old, the medical door is destroyed in the hands of our martial brothers..." he threw the two books in his hand to song Ningyu. The old man staggered out, forgot to take away the little pet next to him, and glanced at the little guy trembled by the white snake.

The little guy made a clever fight and ran away after the old man.

"Now, let's talk about what's going on with that thing on your arm." Gong Zilin's cold voice sounded behind him. Song Congyu lowered his eyes, swept the man in black who shrank aside, raised his hand and said, "this man is rewarded to you."

The little white snake mouth flowed all over the ground, and the tail dragged the man in black to one side. The man in black recovered from his panic, pointed to song Ningyu, wrung his eyebrows and scolded: "you devil! Devil, Huangdao, Huangdao will never fall into the hands of demons like you! Ah..."

Gong Zilin's eyes narrowed slightly. Song Ningyu slowly stepped forward. The silver needle in her hand raised the white skin of the man in black who was dragged to the door. She remembered that the man's previous skin didn't seem so good.

"Drank half a bowl of my blood, but still said I was the devil. Then, tell me, who instructed you behind your back?" listening to his tone, it seemed that he was not with the people who came before.

The man lying on the ground hummed coldly, but his head dared not move for the first half. The silver needle stuck to his chin with a strange temperature, and even his breathing became cautious.

The White Snake stared at a pair of red eyes and made a faint sound in his mouth. The man's hands were still on the ground and stared at Song Ningyu in horror: "I... I said, you let me go!"

He got up from the pile of death and felt the importance of living in black!