Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 494 Talking about the conditions "Feng Weile sit down for the time being, I will invite the deputy head." Sikong Dong was very polite, he asked Li Miao to sit down, and walked around the screen. 【-】

Li Miao played with the armrest of the chair, and felt that the workmanship was too heaven-defying. On the armrest of the little-known chair, there was also a pattern of ice sparrows carved on it, which was so lifelike. The small coffee table beside him was also transparent. It is as gorgeous as an ice sculpture. If the whole room is brought to the secular world, those who don't know it will think it is an ice sculpture conference.

After a while, Li Miao didn't even hear the footsteps clearly, Sikong Dong came out with an old guy, Li Miao stood up involuntarily.

"This is Sikong Ning, deputy head of the Ice Sparrow Sect." Sikong Dong explained.

"Hello, Sect Leader." Li Miao wanted to shake hands with him, but after thinking about it, he just nodded slightly.

"Master Sikong, this is Feng Weile from Helingmen, who is also the leader of this training meeting." Sikong Dong also briefly introduced Li Miao.

Li Miao looked around, the deputy head of Sikong Ning in front of him was really special, the white beard was really long enough, it almost reached the belly button, I don't know if this old guy drinks soup on weekdays , that beard would get in the way.

Out of curiosity, Li Miao also sensed the strength of this old guy. When he felt that the other party was the peak of the third-level Holy Spirit, Li Miao was also shocked. It's not surprising that this old thing has such strength.

I'm afraid this Sikong Ning should develop towards the super god level in the future, but he probably has no hope. Sikong Chiyou, the behind-the-scenes boss of the Bingquemen, has stayed at the peak of the third level of the holy spirit for n years, but he still hasn't broken through to it. Super god level, so Sikong Ning doesn't have to worry about getting angry at this point.

"Okay, okay, I've heard a little about Mr. Feng's talent, but I saw him today, it's really extraordinary." Sikong Ning's mature eyes showed a desire for talent.

Sikong Dong on the side also nodded frequently, it seems that these two old guys are also born in flattery.

"Sect Leader Sikong is really flattering you, I'm just lucky." Li Miao said modestly.

"Come on, Mr. Feng, sit down and we'll talk." Sikong Ning also called Li Miao to sit on the chair again, but he himself, instead of taking the upper seat, chose to sit on the chair next to Li Miao. Let Li Miao be flattered, but Sikong Dong, this guy can only stand up.

"Steward Sikong, make tea for Mr. Feng." Sikong Ning waved slightly to greet Sikong Dong.

"Yes." Sikong Dong seemed to have become a waiter at the moment, and he actually went to make tea. Of course, he must have made tea for Sikong Ning's sake, otherwise Sikong Dong would be the role of more than [-] people. , how could it be his turn to do this kind of work.

Afterwards, Sikong Dong carried a large iron pot and poured tea for Sikong Ning and Li Miao.

Li Miao understood at a glance that the tea and water must be boiled together in a pot instead of soaked in boiling water.

Li Miao was no longer polite. He took a sip from the teacup and felt the taste of the hot tea blending in the ice stone cup. Of course, Li Miao was also a little puzzled. How could the hot tea have a temperature of [-] to [-] degrees? Well, why not melt this ice glass?Could it be that the ice stone cup formed a protective layer when it was heated?

But thinking of the big iron teapot that was used to make tea just now, Li Miao seems to understand. Since they don’t use ice kettles for cooking, but use iron kettles, it’s likely that the ice vessels don’t conduct heat at all, and it’s probably because of this special ice stone. mystery.

"Hehe, since Mr. Feng has won the first place, I think Mr. Feng also knows what it means." This old bastard, Sikong Ning, is straight to the point, without ink marks at all.

"Sect Leader Sikong, Feng Mou naturally understands." How could Li Miao not understand the old guy's intentions, it was nothing more than letting himself bow his head and submit to him, so that he could play tricks on him in the future.

"Hehe, the old man is very comforted that Mr. Feng is so smart. I don't know what Mr. Feng's request is." Sikong Ning is very insidious. up.

But now Li Miao is happy, I will wait for your words!

"To be honest, Feng Mou really has something to ask." Li Miao deliberately kept it a secret.

"Oh? Mr. Feng, but it doesn't matter, as long as the Bingquemen can do it, everything is within reach." Sikong Ning's family is rich and powerful, and the Bingquemen is so big, you can get whatever you want.

"Sect Leader Sikong's words are serious?" Li Miao was telling him to speak harshly, so that after a while he would report the Ice Crystal Magic Fruit himself, this old fellow would never admit it again.

"Of course it's true. The old man is also known as a man of promise in Bingquemen, and he won't keep his word." Sikong Ninglue pretended to be coercive, which made Li Miao despise him.

"Then Feng said it for real. Head Sikong should know that as a member of the Heling Sect, I am naturally a famous doctor. If you dare to ask Head Sikong, if you encounter a critically ill patient, do I want to treat it, no matter how hard it is? Dangerous obstacles?" Li Miao asked intentionally.

"That's natural. As a medical practitioner, one should care about the world." Little did he know that Sikong Ning had slowly fallen into the trap.

"That's right, a few days ago, Feng Mou never thought that he would encounter a patient who was extremely entangled, making Feng Mou unable to do what he wanted." Li Miao shook his head seriously.

"Oh? People in the Heling Sect have always had excellent medical skills, and Mr. Feng's helpless illness?" Si Kong Ning also praised Li Miao invisibly, really cunning and cunning.

"Hehe, it's not just that I have nothing to do, I'm afraid no matter how powerful a doctor is in the world, there is nothing to do. This clever woman can't cook without rice, and she can't find medicinal materials. Even if I am alive, Hua Tuo can't help." Li Miao sighed.

"Then, what kind of illness is Mr. Feng talking about? I really want to know." Sikong Ning became more and more confused the more he heard it. As an older generation of practitioners, he was naturally very interested.

"The head of Sikong should have heard that the patient I met was suffering from the disease of sleeping death!" Just after Li Miao finished speaking, Sikong stood up suddenly. There is no doubt that this old man must He also knew that he was sick, otherwise he wouldn't have such a big contrast, and the ancestor Sheng Fa also said that there are only about 10 people in the world who know this disease, and this Sikong Ning is probably one of them.

But Sikong Ning was obviously ignorant, this guy was a bit confused by Monk Zhang Er, and he was also very surprised to see Sikong Ning standing up suddenly.

"Master Sikong, what's the matter with you?" Li Miao asked in confusion.