Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

No one denied this, cloud nine Xiao slightly moved.

He got up and said, "thank you for everything you've done for my little girl. I'm sure you'll get something back in the future."

This girl, unexpectedly startled so many resounding big people. Even he can't do it!

Night Qing City and others also leave the seat one after another, very modest polite a few words.

Only Mo Wen and Qiao Yu were indifferent.

Mo asked: if that girl is not my apprentice, is the face of the king of Jin very valuable?

Qiao Yu thought silently that he liked Yun Linglong, and even the girl was ungrateful. Also, when the king of Jin learns the truth, don't say thank you. It's good not to chase him for thousands of miles.

He really can't afford the word "Xie"!

"In this case, siege is just around the corner. We just need to make arrangements after entering the city." Nangong thought more about the soldiers of Nanling and the people of Yangcheng.

There is no need for him to worry about the safety of these people.

The two princes are experienced in many battles, and the rest are first-class experts in the world.

Duanmu Minglei met them. It's just bad luck!

"Mr. Xin Kumo and the young master of Nangong." Yeqingcheng is not Duanmu Minglei. He respects every innocent life.

What he wants is not an empty city.

Mo Wen looked at Nangong Yuxuan and said impolitely, "well, my precious apprentice is not here. I'm reluctant. You can give me a hand!"

The black thread of Nangong Yuxuan's brain, not to mention that he is the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion, is an ordinary doctor, is also regarded as the guest of honor.

Why did he even struggle to get to Mohist school?

"Uncle Mo, Yuxuan must be very stupid in your eyes. Why don't I ask my aunt to help me. Our Lingxiao Pavilion is just her old man's talent. " Nangong Yuxuan lowered his voice and almost whispered to Mo Wen.

He got along with Yun Linglong for a long time, and even his temperament changed a little.

A man is a man, not a man. If you have a grudge, you will get it on the spot.

Mo Wen's face is stiff. He can't see smoke!

What is the most difficult debt in the world? Love debt, of course!

He was ashamed of this person in his whole life, and he probably changed his face for this person in his whole life.

The last time I saw Hanyan, he was on pins and needles.

Don't say harsh words, even if he has an ugly face, no one dares to dump him!

But Han Yan, how she does, he can only suffer in silence.

She has been in exile for half of her life, and many years of grief have been caused by him.

When Linglong is rescued, it's a little compensation for her.

"Where is all this nonsense?" Mo asked to ruthlessly stare South Temple jade Xuan one eye.

Which pot does not open which pot!

Nangong Yuxuan frowned: "that martial uncle doesn't dislike me?"

"Mo asked

Dislike, but what can I do?

Mo Wen said the name of a pile of medicinal materials and asked Nangong Yuxuan to prepare them.

Nangong Yuxuan has two eyebrows. These herbs are common, and he is very familiar with them.

"Uncle Mo, if I guess correctly, the ingredients of these herbs are almost the same as those of the antidote pills you gave Linglong."

When he first came to Liucheng, he remembered it very well.

"Oh? Did she show you? " Mo asked casually.

"Yes Nangong Yuxuan nodded.

"I'm responding to all changes with constancy. I'm too lazy to spend so much time." Mo asked without raising his head.

Nangong Yuxuan

What is willfulness? He has a long experience today.

In medicine, we pay attention to the right medicine, and we will increase or decrease the dosage and composition of drugs at any time according to the patient's constitution and condition. But when I got to Uncle Mo, there was a panacea!

"Martial uncle, it took me some time to figure out this prescription. Can you show it to me?" Nangong Yuxuan took out a neatly stacked prescription from his body.

This is a prescription based on the analysis of pills provided by Yun Linglong. After listening to Mo Wen, he said some herbs just now, and he wanted to check them very much. Is his medical skill still good in front of him?

Mo asked one hand to take over, only roughly swept a few eyes, and then a pair of eyes in Nangong Yuxuan's face sweep non-stop.

"What... Is wrong?" Nangong Yuxuan asked carefully.

"It's reasonable for LingXiao pavilion to stand upright in the world. It's very rare for you to have such accomplishments when you are young. No wonder I want to merge Mohism into Lingxiao Pavilion. " Mo asked, half appreciating and half mocking.

Nangong Yuxuan was a little embarrassed and waved his hand repeatedly: "don't misunderstand, martial uncle. Yuxuan doesn't have such an idea. It's just that Linglong is your only disciple and one of our Lingxiao Pavilion people. Sooner or later, they belong to the same family. What can we do for each other?"

Mo asked a Leng, yes, this table lady of Lingxiao Pavilion is the entrance disciple of Mohism, the two families are bound to be entangled, can't be separated?

"Her surname is Yun." Mo asked Qi said.

Nangong Yuxuan chuckles. He's 40 years old and still has such a temper.

It's said that the Mohist people are spontaneous and out of tune with the world. It really deserves its reputation!

"Martial uncle, but her mother is Nangong." Nangong Yuxuan showed an angry smile.

Mo asked, too lazy to answer, slapped and clapped.

He had to give up smoking because he was in debt.

Linglong is also concerned because he likes it.

But is it necessary to be polite to this boy?

Nangong Yuxuan didn't expect that, Mo Wen said that he would turn over his face, and a sharp pain on his shoulder made his face pale.

"Oh, martial uncle, you know, LingXiao pavilion has been handed down from generation to generation. If I get hurt, the people I love most are not my grandfather and father, but my aunt. Because she's just two kids like me and Linglong. "

Nangong Yuxuan complains wrongly, but he cleverly mentions Nangong Hanyan again.

Marinated bean curd, one thing down one thing.

I can't believe that heartless young master is such a nostalgic person.

Feeling to the depths of no complaints, Mo asked, in fact, is also a sentimental person?

Mo asked to turn over eyes, how can this smelly boy compare with Yun Linglong?

If one wants to be more pleasing, one will be more pleasing. If one wants to be more eye-catching, one will be more eye-catching!

"You can't compare with that girl at all." Mo asked, regardless of the face of the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion.

"But in my aunt's heart, my weight is no worse than Linglong. Do you want me to say something nice for you in front of my aunt, martial uncle?" Nangong Yuxuan asked with a smile.

Mo asked his eyes, well, for a long time, the boy finally said something he loved to hear.

"Whatever you want!" He said faintly, as if he didn't care.

Nangong Yuxuan really doesn't move. Well, the most important thing now is to make antidotes. After all, so many people are waiting!

Mo Wen is so angry that his teeth itch. Is this boy stupid?