The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"Yu Jian is too tired from flying." Before she could finish speaking, Bei Yehan replied directly.

Sheng Chuxin: "..."

Is Yujian flying as tired as walking? Don't make her look like a crippled mentally handicapped, okay?

"Won't the flying mount get tired?" she asked.

"It's not you who are tired." Bei Yehan said.

Sheng Chuxin: "..."

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, that's right, isn't flying mounts just used to replace human feet.

"Are you still going to the tenth floor? If not, let's go back?" he asked.

"Go, of course." Sheng Chuxin opened his eyes wide and stared at him.

The nine floors have been broken through, is there still a chance to get there? It is necessary, the Bodhi Fruit of Ten Hearts is still waiting for her.

...

"Oops."

In Mingxin Courtyard, Qionglu, who was about to water the flowers and plants in the front yard, suddenly stopped.

With a slap to his forehead, his face turned green.

"Damn the surname Qing, he made all the trouble."

In order to pay back the sun with a pot of hundred steps, he forgot more important things.

"Qionglu, your patriarch is not here, are you playing self-torture?"

And this scene happened to be caught by Ming Bufan who came to rush through the door, he asked with a mocking smile.

It was really the first time I saw Qionglu like this.

"What's the matter, what did your master tell you again, and you didn't finish it?"

Hearing this, Qionglu rolled his eyes upwards, directly regarded Ming Bufan as air, turned his head and left.

The Lord is coming back soon, right? It's almost time.

But he doesn't know where the Wuyanlu is, and if the Lord asks, he won't be able to explain it.

And this is not a question of whether it is good or not, but that the silent record is really important.

Suddenly, he turned back and grabbed Ming Bufan by the collar.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, this deity is a master, pay attention to your image!" Ming Bufan hurriedly raised his hand and patted his hand away.

Although there are no outsiders in Mingxin Yuan, who knows when someone will pop up?

"Do you have any unspoken news?" Qionglu asked him.

"What?" Ming Bufan took a breath and stared at Qionglu in astonishment.

"Wuyanlu? Are you sure you are asking about Wuyanlu?"

Damn, if he had unspoken news, would he still be standing here talking nonsense to this guy? Hurry up and look for it.

"Forget it, I might as well ask passerby A if I ask you." Qionglu glanced up and down at him contemptuously.

He just had no idea at the moment, and if he wanted to ask more people, there would be more ways out.

With that, he turned around again.

"The gate is there, easy to go, don't send it off."

He is busy right now, so hurry up and send a message to Mie Buhe to remind him about this matter.

Life is extraordinary: "..."

Now that his curiosity was aroused, he remembered to let him go. Is it possible?

He quickly followed suit.

"Qionglu, did your Patriarch ask you to find Wuyanlu? For that girl?" He asked in a low voice.

Qionglu ignored him completely and continued walking forward.

"Don't ignore people, Qionglu." Seeing that Qionglu didn't speak, he was not annoyed and continued to follow.

"If you find Wuyanlu, make a copy and send it to me. I don't want it for nothing. How about treating you to dinner?"

Wuyanlu, all the medical classics that pharmacists dream of, let alone copying them, just let him read them a few times, they are all the blessings that he has cultivated for several lifetimes.

...

Due to Sheng Chuxin's request, Bei Yehan could only treat himself as invisible in the flame beast formation, and just followed.