Xiang Lu stood by the window.
He pointed outward with trembling fingertips.
"There...is a little kid outside!"
"Hosting?"
Xiang Lu, who was waiting for death, was a little anxious. He raised his voice: "Host! We are here! Help me!"
Mu Liuxing:? ? ?
She held the hairpin to brush away the evil spirit and looked to the left of the alchemy room. She saw a row of stupid heads lined up like geese.
One of them waved vigorously at her.
What an unlucky guy.
And he's been very unlucky lately!
Advise him not to bet against others recently!
[However, the most unlucky ones are the scumbag father and the villain. In front of them, all the unlucky faces are younger brothers! 】
He Xun: Praise me?
He looked at the lifeline in his small palm with a cold expression.
[The little villain has also had misfortune recently. 】
[The He family has no creativity, and everything they come and go is always a car accident. As long as he holds the peace talisman firmly, he will turn bad luck into good luck. 】
[But in the end, he was slightly injured but blinded? 】
[Strange, he still can’t hide? 】
Even if he was protected by a peace amulet and his serious injuries turned into minor injuries, he still couldn't avoid the scenario of blindness!
The plot forces the infant heroine to heal the little villain?
I go!
Infants and three-year-olds.
Will this first encounter really be remembered?
Is it actually worth remembering the little villain for the rest of his life?
He Xun:? ? ?
blindness?
He Xun thought about the car accident in his previous life. He was living in a small town at that time. When he came to S city for the first time, he only saw He Huailing. He was in a car accident and didn't even go to his old house.
He could only recuperate in the hospital for half a year, which was also the first time he and Mu Liuyun met.
Mu Liuxing felt a chill behind him.
She looked back at He Xun.
The extremely unlucky little villain, even though he was given a peace amulet to protect his body, he was still as dark as a cloud.
"President!" Taoist Master Xuanqing hurried in, "We still have disciples..." in the alchemy room.
Before he finished speaking, he realized that the evil spirit that filled the sky had been almost eaten up by the hairpin.
Taoist priest Xuanqing:! ! !
He's tired of talking about the awesome three-dimensional style!
Our Taoist temple hosts are indeed the strongest!
"Dear Liuxing kid, is this hairpin for sale?" A group of senior Taoist priests followed behind. Among them, Wen Yanli ran the fastest. His eyes lit up when he looked at the hairpin in Mu Liuxing's hand. If possible, he would like to rely on his old skills to steal it!
"Not for sale." Mu Liuxing shook his head.
This is the magic weapon given to her by her master.
Don’t sell it for any amount of money!
"Master nephew, put this evil spirit talisman on the altar."
She gave Taoist Master Xuanqing the hard-to-find evil talisman. The large area of evil energy had dissipated and was finally cut off at the source.
"Oh, what a pity." Mr. Wen Yanli's heart ached and he couldn't bear to move his eyes away from the talisman. "Master, let me ask you shamelessly, do you still accept disciples?"
Take on a disciple? !
Mu Liuxing looked thoughtful.
But Taoist Master Xuanqing had already walked away with the talisman, and the other six old men Xiong yelled at Wen Yanli for being shameless. He had expelled Xingyun Taoist Temple from the association, and now he is licking his face and wants to learn Taoism from his teacher? Did Miss Liang give him the courage? !
Scold him to death.
Six against one!
Wen Yanli blushed and took Wen Ze's hand.
"Then accept Aze, he has amazing bones and bones, and he looks most like my grandson!"
"If you can accept him, that's fine. Rounding it all off, I'll consider my apprenticeship a success!"
Everyone:...
There is no mirror, why don't you jump into the well to take a look?
Apart from being male, how do you look alike?
Wenze touched his nose awkwardly.
[To tell the truth, it’s not the president’s disabled appearance. 】
[Young man, please take it easy and don’t be like him...]
[Oh, but he will become seriously ill recently? 】
He Xun: ...the death notice comes again.
When Wen Ze asked Mu Liuxing to look at him like this, he felt that the other person's gaze did not look like that of a three-year-old, nor did he look like someone who had lust for his face. Only then did he really feel uncomfortable.
When Wenze could no longer maintain his fake smile.
Mu Liuxing suddenly looked at Wen Yanli, "He died suddenly of congenital heart disease. He doesn't need to become a disciple because he is about to die."
Um?
Uh-huh?
If you don’t want to take on a disciple, you don’t have to take one!
How could he just say that his grandson will die?
Wen Yanxi wanted to refute, but he already knew that his grandson would not survive his twelfth birthday.
And Wen Ze's face suddenly turned pale.
Although he behaves like a little adult on weekdays.
But he is only a boy under twelve years old.
He is also afraid of death. He also had expectations for survival.
Mu Liuxing paused and glanced at Wen Ze, "Just now you said you were buying talismans, but you should actually be asking for elixirs."
Wen Ze suddenly raised his head.
He looked at Mu Liuxing with burning eyes.
[Yes, a boy with a red face is even more stunning! 】
He Xun:......
Wen Yanli also heard the implication of her words. His body swayed and he managed to stand steady with Lu Ren's arm.
The old man didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear that he was in the illusion of his inner demon at this moment. God knows how many ways he tried to resolve his grandson's death!
He shamelessly apprenticed himself as a disciple, and that's exactly what happened!
[Well, Master has a lot of elixirs, and they are usually taken as sugar pills. No, really not! 】
【Don’t cry! 】
【I can’t stand other people crying at me! 】
He Xun: It’s Master again.
Wen Yanli: "Please host, save my Aze!"
Mu Liuxing took two steps back, glanced at Wen Yanli's tear-streaked face, and moved away unnaturally. As a result, he glanced to the side and saw He Xun looking at him with a half-smile.
Um?
What is the little villain laughing at?
What about human nature?
Are you still laughing when you see an old man crying like this?
Yes, who makes him a villain?
Mu Liuxing nodded, "Before Wen Ze's birthday, the alchemy room will produce a batch of elixirs. Come and ask for it again!"
From what she meant, it wasn't just about resolving the calamity of death.
Is...can it be completely cured?
In other words, Aze has become a healthy and normal person?
Thinking of this, Wen Yanli hurriedly stepped forward, his old face flushed with anxiety, "Can he get better? Can he get better?"
Mu Liuxing:? ? ?
【Are you so moved? 】
[The candies made by Master are often sold in large quantities! 】
[I don’t see those people being grateful? 】
"Yes, it will be more difficult to cure it." Mu Liuxing inserted the hairpin into the ball's head and told the truth.
Hearing this, Wen Ze was startled.
He stayed in the Taoist Association with his grandfather since he was a child, also for the purpose of cultivating himself. He had long known that he would not live to see his birthday next month, so when his family moved overseas, he took the initiative to stay.
As long as the feelings are not deep, they will forget about him. It didn't matter at first, but Grandpa became more and more worried every day.
He...still tired the old man.
It's not that Wen Ze doesn't believe it.
But he had been waiting to die.
The little girl in front of me said she could save herself!
He opened his mouth and found that no words could come out.
Wen Yanli was so excited that he pulled Mu Liuxing and said, "I'll find any materials you need to prepare the medicine!"
hey-hey.
Don’t waste the materials delivered to your door.
It seems that they are different from those people who received the medicine from their master. They do not take it for granted, and they also feel like Chicheng in their hearts.
"Ryuxing? What kind of medicine should you make?"
Mu Tingchen, who was just about to pick up his daughter, his eyes darkened.
