"Why on earth did you bring her back!"
Next to the wooden couch, Fu Lingjun was diagnosing Shui Miaomiao's pulse. Hearing the footsteps coming and going behind him, he smiled and said, "Relax, you just don't think she looks like her."
"I don't care who she looks like."
The person behind him interrupted impatiently: "Isn't it just a beating with a stick? Just give her some fragrance to wake her up! Why carry her back!"
"Do you think I didn't smell it for her?" Fu Lingjun threw back his sleeve at the person behind him, "Stop walking around, I can't feel my pulse anymore."
"can you?"
"Jing Jing, at least I have learned a little from my fourth brother. Even if it's superficial, I'm still better than the other doctors." Fu Lingjun pressed Shui Miaomiao's pulse tightly. The pulse was really chaotic and unorganized.
The fourth brother said that if the pulse is disordered and unable to function, just focus on one. Fu Lingjun frowned and slowly retracted his hand, "Do you know Baihua Shame?"
"Hundred Flowers Shame, what is it?"
Waving his hand, Fu Lingjun rubbed his head. He had only heard his fourth brother mention it a few times, and he wasn't sure it must be Baihuasha. He would just make some medicine to see if it would help.
But Baihuasha will not cause people to fall into coma.
"Forget it, it seems I really don't have the talent to be a healer. Go get me some quilts. Her limbs are very cold."
Where are people? After seeing no movement for a long time, Fu Lingjun turned around and saw that there was no one in sight. However, there was the sound of footsteps coming from outside Hongyu Pavilion.
"Yiyao Lingjun? What kind of wind brings you here?"
"Fu Lingjun."
Tuo Yanjun cupped his fists and cupped his hands, and his eyes accidentally glanced at the wooden couch.
Looking back at the person on the wooden couch, Fu Lingjun asked, "What? Lingjun knows him."
"I'm in charge of security at Taohuayuan, so naturally I know everyone."
"Na Lingjun has such a good memory."
Lord Tuo Yan is really not used to talking in a roundabout way, but this time he came to ask something, so he couldn't put a sword on Lord Fu Ling's neck, and the atmosphere was a bit stalemate.
Shui Miaomiao on the wooden couch groaned and curled up into a ball. She was so cold, and her cold consciousness seemed to be separated from her body.
She could vaguely hear the whispers around her, but her eyes were filled with darkness, as if she was in the deep sea, cold and unbearable.
"What's wrong with her?" Tuo Yanjun subconsciously took a step forward and asked.
"It's getting cold." Fu Lingjun couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask Tuo Yanjun to help him get a few quilts to cover Shui Miaomiao.
Although the quilt could keep warm, it was not warm. Shui Miaomiao, who was groping helplessly on the wooden couch, slowly climbed onto Fu Lingjun's sleeve that had fallen on the couch.
It was a source of heat. Shui Miaomiao gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled his sleeves with force. Fu Lingjun didn't check, but his whole arm was hugged by Shui Miaomiao.
Looking at Shui Miaomiao's movements, Tuo Yanjun's eyes twitched and he felt increasingly unhappy. By the way, what was he here for?
Fu Lingjun tried to free his arm without brute force, but when he looked at Shui Miaomiao's frowning eyebrows, it looked like he had his eyes closed or open.
Fu Lingjun reluctantly gave up the struggle, simply out of sight and out of mind, Shui Miaomiao still held his arm, and took out a few talismans by the way, pasted them on the couch to activate, to keep Shui Miaomiao warm, and then turned to look at Tuo Yanjun .
“I still don’t know why Lord Ling came here?”
Yes, what exactly happened to him was completely confused by Shui Miaomiao.
"I just want to ask about your brother, Master Jun."
"Lingjun has been promoted, how can he be a master? I think the sword in Lingjun's hand is extraordinary and very rare. Do you need my younger brother to forge anything?"
Fu Lingjun spoke at length, but Tuo Yanjun didn't listen to a word. His attention was entirely focused on Shui Miaomiao, watching her nuzzling Fu Lingjun's arm like a little kitten.
Kicked to the wooden couch, Tuo Yanjun said a little irritably: "Who came to you to tell you whether these are available? I want to ask, Jun Weapon Master has been on the Hehuan Sect's secret list - the Ge Nu List for a long time."
"Yiyao Lingjun!"
Fu Lingjun suppressed the smile on his face. The atmosphere in the room could no longer be described as awkward and stalemate.
As Lord Tuo Yan said the three words 'Ge Nu Bang', he began to get anxious and gradually moved towards tit-for-tat, "Did you come here specifically to humiliate my younger brother! Then forgive me, Shui, for seeing me off so rudely!"
"Tch!" Tuo Yanjun reluctantly handed over his hand. He didn't want to fight Fu Lingjun. In a hand-to-hand fight with a real sword, Fu Lingjun was definitely no match for him.
Fu Lingjun is famous for his ability to use talismans in a mysterious and unpredictable manner, and a reasonable person would not easily choose to confront Fu Lingjun.
"I used the wrong word. I just want to ask, how did Master Jun avoid the Hehuan Sect's harassment and not be caught by the Hehuan Sect for so many years?"
"Why, is Ling Jun also on that list?"
Tuo Yanjun's face froze, and he tried hard to maintain his composure, "This has never happened before. It's just that I have been harassed a lot by people from the Hehuan Sect recently."
"Lingjun is afraid that he has come to ask the wrong person. My younger brother has not been in contact with me since he was listed on the list. I don't know where he is and how he escaped from the Hehuan Sect."
"You!" Zangjun's sword was half out of its sheath.
"Lingjun doesn't believe it!" Fu Lingjun chuckled and opened his collar. On the exposed flesh, you can see the wounds that have not yet healed.
"On the day I entered the Peach Blossom Spring, Tong Ban and the person in charge of Tong came to ask. I also answered in the same way. I don't know the whereabouts of my younger brother."
Tong Ba actually tortured Fu Lingjun!
Tuo Yanjun was a little surprised by this. It seemed that it was true that the people on the list of slaves of the Hehuan Sect had no intention of dying. However, Tong Ba was the person in charge of the Immortal Alliance, so he didn't do too many tricks.
She just wanted to know the whereabouts of Master Jun, and she was not here to ask for Fu Lingjun's orders. She had never heard of how close the two brothers were, Fu Lingjun and Master Jun. Maybe Fulingjun really didn't know.
Tong Ban came here with the attitude of giving it a try. He didn’t know and didn’t force it.
"Excuse me, farewell." Tuo Yanjun said with his hands in hand.
It seemed that there was no way to avoid the Hehuan Sect, but on second thought, he was really lucky that he was only entangled by Tong Yishu.
"That's right." Tuo Yanjun, who had taken a few steps outside, suddenly turned back and pointed at Shui Miaomiao on the couch and said, "Wake this girl up as soon as possible. She will go to the competition stage in the afternoon."
"How did Lord Ling know that this girl was competing? She looks so weak. It doesn't look like anyone would challenge her."
"She is still weak? Number one in the standings, you say she is weak?"
Tuo Yanjun seemed to have heard a joke. She was the only one who could survive after playing tricks on her two or three times.
weak? This word has nothing to do with her, shameless is the word that suits her. How could she sleep so soundly holding the arm of a strange man!
First in the standings, she should be Sanshui of the Ancient Immortal Sect.
The surname three is such a weird surname, why can't it be reversed? Fu Lingjun stared at Shui Miaomiao's face intently.
"Ahem." Tuo Yanjun, who had long said he wanted to leave, but had not yet left, coughed twice and caught Fu Lingjun's attention.
"Lingjun?"
"These are all newcomers to the world of gods and demons, and they are not even over a hundred years old."
Fu Lingjun was stunned for a long time before he realized what Tuo Yanjun meant.
"It turns out that in Lord Ling's eyes, I am just a hooligan."
Tuo Yanjun looked at Fu Lingjun's collar that had not yet been pulled up. How should I put it, it does look similar now.
"The sage said, whatever is in your heart is what you see. I wonder what Ling Jun is thinking in his heart now?
