v2.chapter 79

"Bailibin, you won't tell me when you come back!" After listening to the noise outside, Bai Libin calmed down to study his array. Suddenly, a slightly obscure Chinese came from outside.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked forward to the front. Then he saw a handsome face of mixed blood. His eyebrows were very deep. He was a little surprised, "feiye?"

Murong feiye strides into the yard and turns around bailiban for several times. "His skill is really improving. He is expected to enter the qualifying competition this year."

Hearing this, bailibin's warm face was pale. He looked at his legs, and his eyes were gloomy. "I'd better forget that."

"I thought you could change a little when you came back this time. Why is it still like this?" Hearing his words, Murong feiye pats the table. He can't see bailiban's appearance. What else would he like to continue to say, he suddenly remembers Tang Qingqiu's instructions and swallows them again. "Are you still leaving the ancient Wu Kingdom this time?"

"No Bailibin looked at the formed array on the table and gently shook his head, "live here, and point out the descendants of the hundred Li family by the way."

Murong feiye was satisfied with the first sentence, but he wanted to curse again and held back again. "OK, I came to you today to ask you something. Can you still remember your aunt after all these years?"

"Of course it is to remember." Bailibin held out two fingers and added a stone to the table. Although his aunt had been abroad and never returned, there was always a connection between them.

"Just remember, I'll tell you something," Murong feiye lowered his voice. "I saw a man yesterday, who looks like your aunt."

As soon as this sentence came out, Bai Libin's hand stopped for a moment. What appeared in his mind was that elegant and elegant face, which seemed to be the eyes of stars all over the sky. He dropped his eyes and said, "there are more people who look like in the world."

Not surprisingly.

But before he went to bed every day, he would not be able to sleep. There are many people who look like him, but what about those who are so similar in talent?

"You're not curious at all?" "Why didn't Aunt mubaili disappear in those two years? And why is it amnesia? "

"My aunt has settled in country y and will not come back." Bai Li Bin waved his hand, lowered his eyes, and his voice was indifferent, "no need to say more."

"All right." Murong feiye felt his nose and didn't say, "I'll go in and find my grandfather."

After Murong feiye enters, bailibin raises his eyes. The stone in his hand does not fall. With a sigh, he takes out the paper in his pocket, which is the layout of the small Bagua diagram that Gu Xiqiao drew for him.

Thinking for a long time, his eyes in the mood is difficult to settle.

Rong Feishuang, after receiving the call from his apprentice, rushed to the Su family. He had seen the illness of the master of the Su family. At that time, he was powerless. Although he was honored as a miracle doctor, it was only widely spread in the ancient martial arts world. He was good at detoxification and Chinese medicine. But when he met the master of the Su family, he was not sure where to start.

Fortunately, he had an omnipotent apprentice, Zhu Yuan. Although at that time, his apprentice was not happy when he finished learning traditional Chinese medicine and then plunged into western medicine. However, with the passage of time, he gradually realized that western medicine was a major trend, so he threw Zhuyuan into an ancient medicine inheritance.

After reading master Su's case, Zhu Yuan knew what was wrong with him and what direction to study. However, there was no way to cure the problem for the time being. Rong Feishuang did not know western medicine. However, as soon as Zhu Yuan explained, he understood seven or eight eight, and used some of his refined medicines and his array to help master Su's name.

If the radical cure, the miracle doctor can't do anything, after all, the professional is not right.

Today, I suddenly received a call from Zhu Yuan, saying that master Su was awake, which surprised Rong Feishuang. He knew that master Su was out of his mind and his life was all hung up with drugs. It was very difficult to even open his eyes. Now he is sober?

Rongfei Frost's first reaction was not to believe it!

But Zhu Yuan didn't have to cheat himself, so he went to the Su family.

When Zhu Yuan arrived, Zhu Yuan was still there, and the parents of the Su family had already returned. The miracle doctor saw at a glance that master Su was lying on the bed. Although his face was not good, he was in good spirits and could talk to his grandson.

"Miracle doctor." Seeing Rong Feishuang, their family immediately got up and spoke respectfully.

"You said it." Rong Feishuang didn't care about these empty rites, but went to his apprentice with bright eyes, "did you wake up?"

Zhu Yuan was looking at a piece of paper. This was the result of their research when Gu Xiqiao was leaving. When he heard Rong Feishuang's voice, he stood up, and the paper in his hand was still not put down. "Master, you are here!"

In a moment, he reacted to Rong Feishuang's words, "I didn't rescue master Su, but there was someone else who woke him up."

"Who?" Rong Feishuang is very persistent to this person.

"I told you last time, a freshman in a university, a very good person." There are not many people who can let Zhu Yuan admire from the bottom of my heart. Rong Feishuang is a little curious about this person, but when he thinks that he is a big clinical doctor, he can't help sighing. It's not a way.Seeing his master like this, Zhu Yuan immediately wanted to say that Gu Xiqiao also knows Chinese medicine!

Before she said, "what's this in your hand?"

"Well, a treatment I studied with her." As he seemed to be very interested, Zhu Yuan handed the paper over.

Rong Feishuang took it over and looked at it very seriously.

Zhu Yuan: can his master understand this?

For a long time, Rong Feishuang finished reading and sighed: "the pen is full of ink, the pen is vigorous and free, good words, good words!"

Zhu Yuan I am tired of a big slot, thought you so serious appearance is really understand, scared him to death!

He had forgotten what he wanted to say when he was interrupted. Let Feishuang go to check Mr. Su's pulse. When he touched his pulse, he was shocked and said, "how strong vitality, Zhuyuan, what have you done? How can you have such strong vitality?"

"It's not me." Zhu Yuan is not like flying frost. He can't feel the vitality of master Su's body. He can only analyze his life index from the instrument.

"And what did she do?" Rong Fei Shuang's face is eager.

Zhu Yuan thought about it carefully for a while, and then replied cautiously, "did you drink a glass of water for master Su?"

Flying cream "..." Although I'm old, I'm not confused. You're just like me, OK?

Zhu Yuan was helpless. What he said was the truth. However, his master didn't believe it, even though he didn't believe it himself.

"You all bully me," Rong Feishuang sighed. "Sure enough, I'm old and useless. The kid from Jiang family bullies me, even his own apprentice also bullies me..."

Zhu Yuan: Thank you very much.

"I'll contact her for you, but I'm not sure she'll see you." Zhu Yuan Chao Rong Feishuang said a word, but I'm not sure.

Gu Xiqiao's mind is hard to figure out. Zhu Yuan admires her strength and her foresight. It seems that every step she takes is what she has expected. Often, when he takes a step forward and complacent, she has already predicted the 100 steps ahead. She still keeps her original heart and is not conceited for a little achievement.

After leaving Su's house, Gu Xiqiao drove back with little pink, as if nothing had been done at once.

Gu Xiqiao moved out of his computer and boarded the game in boredom.

The game is still very lively, people come and go, since the virtual helmet peer, more and more people into the game, the more they play, the more they find the subtlety of the game.

Looking at a row of portraits of friends, the trumpet with "a song of Qingjiang" is gray, Xiao Yun is not here, Su Wu is not, but Wu Hongwen and Tang Qingqiu are.

Gu Xiqiao and a group of new members of the family swept all the copies, from low level to high level, killing those big boss.

The method is crisp and quick, which makes a group of new people stunned.

A lot of strangers are ready for a private chat.

Fan Sheng: do you really know how to paint?

This is the second time that she has been asked. Who is it? Gu Xiqiao's eyes narrowed, and then his hand quickly tapped the keyboard, blackening the man's camera.

A beautiful face appeared in front of him. Although he had expected it, he really saw the man's face. Gu Xiqiao's face was cold and he knocked several keyboards. The pink clothes characters in the game gave out a ray of light.

The figure with "Fansheng" on his head immediately fell to the ground, and his golden color suddenly turned into dark gray, and he could not die any more.

A villa in the imperial capital, mu Yunfan looks at the instant death of the characters in the game, and his eyes turn deep.

"Brother mu, I want to hold a painting exhibition!" The door was pushed open and there was a crisp sound outside.

Mu cloud fan shut down the computer, but there is a dispensable answer, "don't come in, I'll go out immediately."

Meng Yufan stood by the door of the study and saw the painting hanging in the center at a glance. His eyes were filled with hatred. The study of Mu Yunfan was very simple. Besides a computer, there were some painting tools. There were no other things. However, she was never allowed to enter his room.

Sima Jun is downstairs. Mu Yunfan goes downstairs with Meng Yufan.

"Teacher, have you got in touch?" As soon as he got downstairs, mu Yunfan asked Sima Jun, and they had been back for a few days. These days, they were busy with the follow-up of the Biennale, as well as interviews. They have not settled down until today.

Sima Jun took a sip of tea and shook his head slightly. "Shen Nianzhi has just returned to B University. Just these days, we can get the news."

Mu Yunfan suppressed his mood, picked up a cup of tea to drink, but could not help shaking between his fingers.

Meng Yufan dropped his head and covered the deep in his eyes. Since he couldn't find it, he would never find it.

Sima Jun and mu Yunfan are still talking, but they don't find anything wrong with Meng Yufan.

At the same time, Mrs. Jiang, who had been busy for a whole day, rushed the cook out of the kitchen and prepared to cook dinner for her son.Before he started, the housekeeper announced, "madam, Miss Jiang Tong is here."

"Jiang Tong?" Mrs. Jiang's eyes turned, she just came back, did not hear any rumors, "let her come in, eat here in the evening."

Jiang Tong is waiting outside the door. Her eyes are fixed. She has just got a message. She must tell Mrs. Jiang about it.

The housekeeper came out soon and asked Jiang Tong to come in.

Thanks a lot, Jiang Tong enters the door and finds Mrs. Jiang in the kitchen. For a moment, she can't believe it. Mrs. Jiang has always been elegant and unattainable in her eyes. She cooks by herself and keeps company with lampblack. When could she do such a thing?

"Tong Tong, you're here just in time. I'm cooking today to let Shu Xuan come back. Well, Fei Ye is back today. It's just that you young people have a good chat." Mrs. Jiang said.

Jiang Tong is flattered. She and Mrs. Jiang don't know each other very well. The main reason is that she is very talented. Among ordinary women, she stands out from the crowd. Mrs. Jiang always appreciates potential young people and is very friendly to him.

"Auntie Jiang," Jiang Tong thought of the rumor about himself in the ancient martial world. She was afraid that Mrs. Jiang would dislike herself when she heard it. She said another thing she just knew. "I heard that Jiang Shao had a close relationship with an ordinary woman outside."

Jiang Fu hands a meal, eyes turn cold, light should a sound.

Jiang Tong doesn't see Mrs. Jiang's expression. He still thinks about the pros and cons. "If he goes on like this, he will be dissatisfied with the Presbyterian Church. Aunt Jiang, you must restrain him well and don't let him go astray. It's not easy for him to cultivate to this extent."

She looked at Mrs. Jiang with worry in her eyes.

Mrs. Jiang put down the dishes in her hand and suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Tong. Her eyes were cold and sharp, "OK! How can my son be bad? I'll discipline him. You'll be an outsider on the wheel

In the past, Mrs. Jiang always looked like a gentle lady. When she got angry, her calm eyes were the same as Jiang Shuxuan. There was no trace of emotion. She was very cold and deep, which was shocking.

Jiang Tong didn't expect that Mrs. Jiang would be this reaction. He froze in an instant and stood in the same place.

Until outside came the housekeeper's voice, "young master, you are back."

Ni Meng said that Jiang Ma Ma is not handsome! Cubic meter ^

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