Suddenly, he heard a squeak in his ear.

Then came the sound of step by step.

"Childe, a dead man!"

"Ji Ji..."

"Carry it in."

And his final consciousness, carried in that sentence, there is also the feeling that heavy rain can be seen everywhere here, hitting him from time to time.

The house lit up incense, the smell of benzoin is also followed, this fragrance is very light, almost all can't smell, also several desire are not what flavor?

Xiao an added a few flavors to the censer. He could not help but also looked at the man. His childe was so powerful that he could not only cure but also make spices.

Look at how well the benzoin is made. He really feels that it smells better than the spices sold outside. No, it smells too much.

The spices made by their childe have a special flavor. They are very light, but they are also elegant. Just like the childe, he really feels now.

They can't be poor, even if the childe's money is spent, even if the beads on the fox's neck are pulled off one by one.

It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It's not that their childe is a good craftsman. If you make some spices and sell them, you can make a lot of money.

He has heard that there is a Pinyin which is famous in Dazhou. The spices there are sold for thousands of gold. It can be said that it can collect all the wealth of the world.

If the young master of his family made spices, he would not earn less than that one Pinxiang.

But when Xiaoan went out, he didn't find out. The man lying inside, his finger on the outside moved with him.

In addition to the sound of one person's breath, the rest of the room is only the smell of benzoin coming slowly.

Until the collapse of the people suddenly opened his eyes, and then on a pair of round eyes, there is a lion's face, and then the lion's head is crooked, and then stretched out his tongue, but also licked his face, directly let him in there.

Peach, come here.

The sudden sound also made him wake up. He put his hand on his chest, and he could feel the pain in his chest, but he could feel the beating sound of his heart to glue the flow of his blood and the temperature on his body.

He touched his face.

He's still alive.

"you can rest assured that he's alive."

That's it again.

The man in black suddenly turned his head, and his black eyes were also looking forward.

At this time, a man in plain clothes was sitting at the table, and there was a little white lion lying at his feet. The little lion was very clean. He was playing with his legs and his tail was shaking from time to time.

"What's your name?"

The man in plain clothes asked in a low voice. Then he raised his face and saw a face that was almost stunning, such as the outstanding moon in Qing Dynasty, the green bamboo Yi Yi, the green bamboo green. Although he was still young, this face was already like the immortal in the painting. However, no one would regard him as a woman. In addition to his extremely high stature, his words and deeds broke However, they are not half of the powder.

"Fu Yan."

The man in Black said his name and put his hand on his chest.

"You saved me?" He sat up and looked at the man in front of him. The beauty and ugliness were the same to others.

No matter how beautiful or ugly, it's just one person, one life and one man.

"My name is brand Yuyi."

"Woo..." The little white lion stood up and put his head against his master's leg.

"It's called peach. I like you very much."

The little white lion was happy to embrace the master's leg, and then ran over with a cry. He put his two front paws on the bed collapse, and then wiped the saliva on the face of Fu Yan.

Then it is the ass bumps the fart Hall's to run back to the host body, let Fu Yan's whole face is sink down.

He put his hands down on his chest and clenched them.

There is no reward for saving lives.

"My medicine is very expensive."

Brand Yuyi took the needle on one side and picked the heart of the lamp. The so-called life-saving medicine is not so easy to get. Moreover, to save a person needs a certain amount of luck.

For example, he's sick, he happens to be, he's sick, and he happens to have medicine.

Of course, in the view of brand Yuyi, human life is more valuable than medicine. The reason why it is a life-saving medicine is that it can save people's life. If not, what are these medicines used for?

In fact, the efficacy of the medicine given by master Mo Fei in those years was much less than that in the beginning. However, although there was no use for reviving the dead, it was still possible to take back half of his life.

This time he went to the snow mountain, in fact, in addition to sending the little fox home to find his mother, he also wanted to try to see if he could find some medicine with a history of thousands of years, such as ginseng and snow lotus. After all, the snow mountain is still very large. Maybe he will find something, and he wants to make some medicine for standby.There are too many people in the family. To tell the truth and do less, they all feel that they are not enough. Don't say that the cousins of the same generation, that is, his nephews, don't know what to send?

His sister gave money, but he was afraid he could only send some medicine.

"You have a rest first," he stood up and went out. The little white lion also stood up and shook his white hair. He followed his master obediently.

Fu Yan put his hand on his chest. He seemed to meet a very strange person, and of course, there was a strange lion.

Another time, he heard the door ring, and then he sat up. He used to hold on to one side of the sword. The outside door opened, and then a little white lion came in. The little white lion still had a small basket in its mouth. After it put the small basket down, he went out again.

Fu Yan puts down his sword, which is to lift the basket. There are some medicines in the basket and a piece of paper. The handwriting on the note is very good. It is unique in style and elegant in shape.

White bottle, black bottle, once a day.

Fu Yan took the black bottle, poured out a medicine from it, and then put it into his mouth. Of course, he did not and doubted whether these were poisons. The man was not so boring. He tried every means to save him, but finally he wanted to poison him.

After eating the medicine, he breathed a breath again, which was to untie the clothes on his chest. There were traces of stitching on his chest. If a general doctor saw such a big hole in his chest, he would only say that he was helpless.

But I didn't think that he was still alive.

He poured the medicine on his wound. When the medicine touched the wound, he thought it was pain, but it was strange that there was no such thing as a slight coolness, but there was no pain in labor.

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