Rebirth of the super fairy doctor

Chapter 347 Crazy!now! (3 more requests for votes)
(For those who understand me, pour out my city, 〗reward and add more)
Blame the old man for blowing his beard and staring but not speaking.

On the contrary, Xiaodie was kind-hearted, and explained timidly: "The old man Liu Xian will select some people with good fortune from time to time to become his loyal followers. That big brother is the person with good fortune. He has gone to Liuxian now. Fairy is there."

The rich second generations of Bancuntou were stunned on the spot, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Liu Xian?

immortal? ?
A few people just feel that their IQ is not enough.

What era is this, and there are still gods in Nima?Are you kidding me? !

A few people wanted to question at first, but when they saw the strange old man looking like he would fight with anyone who dared to question Liu Xian, they immediately dismissed the idea of ​​questioning, but hesitated for a while, and asked another way: "Then what about our brother Tian?" When can I come back?"

"It's a gift from God to be favored by Liu Xian. What are you doing back here?" The strange old man immediately snorted coldly.

The rich second generations are in a hurry.

not coming back?
If Brother Tian can't come back, how dare they go back?

Those people in the family must have peeled their skins.

They asked bitterly one by one.

It's just that the old man was not a stickler, so he swung his bong and smashed the heads of several rich second generations who kept asking questions, and forced them out of the main room.

Followed by.

The door slammed shut.

Several rich second generations including Bancuntou looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Brother Song, what shall we do now?"

"What else can I do? Wait!"

"But if Brother Tian never comes back, wouldn't we—"

"Shut up for me! Brother Tian, ​​if something happens, I'll be the first to chop you off! MB, this damn old man is so stubborn! Liuxian? What a mess!"

Bancuntou gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly, and saw Chu Shangze and the others as soon as he turned his head.

However, Chu Shangze ignored him, and led Tang Side and Wu Shan into his room first.

The corners of Bancuntou's eyes twitched, feeling even more depressed
The other two mysterious men have also left.

It seems that they are very reluctant to have contact with these people.

Time flies.

Several rich second generations including Bancuntou stood in front of Brother Tian's door, all of them frowning.

Chu Shangze and the others sat in their own room and were busy with themselves.

"Brother Ze, when are we leaving?" Tang Side asked casually feeling bored.

"Why, can't bear it anymore?" Chu Shangze smiled lightly.

"No, I just think this villa is a bit weird. A person disappeared early in the morning, and a willow fairy was pulled out in the end. I always feel creepy." Tang Side said without hesitation.

Although he sneered at Liu Xian.

But people are like this, the more they don't know the truth, the more they think about it.

Chu Shangze smiled and looked outside the door.

Xiaodie happily held a painting, and carefully placed it in front of a room on the west side.

"Brother Song, look—" Someone in the rich second generation had been staring at Xiaodie and the strange old man, so they immediately reminded in a low voice.

Several people looked.

She saw Xiaodie taking off the old painting on the door of the Westinghouse, and then replaced it with the new painting she was holding in her hand.

"Sister Xiaodie, do you want to help?"

Tang Side, this worthless product, immediately moved over.

In the room, Chu Shangze laughed dumbly and rolled his eyes.

Not as Tang Side wanted, Xiaodie just smiled shyly, but didn't let him take over.

This made Tang Side could only smile sarcastically, ignoring the hostile gazes of the Bancuntou people, and changed the subject as soon as he rolled his eyes, "A new painting? Your brother's painting?"

Xiaodie smiled and said: "Yes, this is my younger brother's new work today. Speaking of which, he hasn't drawn a new work for two months."

Tang Side looked carefully at the new painting.

The painting shows a red lantern hanging from a long pole protruding from an ancient city tower.

Compared with the old gray city wall and the windy and sandy surroundings, the high hanging red lantern is red and dazzling.

"Okay, good painting."

Tang Side held back for a long time before choking out such a sentence, and he felt embarrassed after saying it.

With a dry cough, he said again: "Your brother's realm is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people. You are so lucky."

Xiaodie smiled shyly.

Tang Side was overjoyed, and just wanted to continue to attack.

Unexpectedly, the strange old man's cold snort sounded:
"Xiaodie, that little fat man has no good intentions, don't talk to him, come here quickly!"

"Understood, Grandpa." Xiaodie picked up the old painting, stopped talking to Tang Side, and trotted back to the strange old man.

The rich second generations of Bancuntou burst out laughing.

And Tang Side was dumbfounded, a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to say a word, "Old man, you are ruthless!!"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and flashed into the room.

At this moment, in the corridor far away, the two mysterious men had already looked towards the room to the west.

It was an inadvertent glance.

Just suddenly, after seeing the new painting, the pupils of the man with muscular chest shrank suddenly, and his body immediately tensed up.

With a high degree of concentration, he secretly glanced at the elegant man beside him, as if asking for advice.

After killing for so many years, he will never be wrong——

There is something wrong with the new painting that was just put on!

Because the drawing paper is made of human skin!

The ink on the painting even concealed the smell of human blood, although it was very faint, but he was absolutely sure - it was human blood! !
Thinking of the person who disappeared today, this scene made the man with muscular chest feel horrified.

There is definitely something wrong with this villa!
Hastily whispered: "Brother?"

The elegant man shook his head lightly, did not speak, but retreated into the room calmly.

The man with well-developed chest followed closely behind and closed the door tightly.

I saw the elegant man lightly dipped the water in the glass, and wrote a few small characters on the table - "Wait and see! Walls have ears!"

The man with well-developed chest understood and immediately wiped off the water stains.

Do walls have ears?
Are you just talking about Chu Shangze and the others?
Ha ha
Before I knew it, it was lunch break time.

The three groups had no intention of leaving the villa because of Wang Tian's disappearance.

Except for Chu Shangze and his party who had already entered the house and closed the door, and the mysterious duo.

Only the four rich second generations of Bancuntou remained in the corridor.

"Could it be that I didn't get a good rest last night, and my eyes are so tired now." One of the rich second generation yelled while speaking.

It seemed that Hache was infected, and the other three hit one of them immediately after.

"Brother Song, it's useless to guard this. Why don't we all go to rest first, or we really don't have energy." Someone suggested.

Bancuntou wiped his eyes, feeling that he almost lost the energy to speak.

"Go catch up on sleep first, let's talk about brother Tian after waking up."

After hearing Brother Song's words, the other three rushed to their rooms one after another as if they had been pardoned, and fell asleep on their backs.

The afternoon sun shines brightly.

It's just that in this mountain forest, there is less warmth and more coldness.

now.

In the villa, everything was quiet.

It seemed like everyone was asleep.

No, someone is not sleeping!

"Huo Huo - Huo Huo -"

The sound of sharpening the knife did not know where it came from, and it seemed to be there or not.
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