A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

"Hey! What are these people doing here?" The little girl asked Ye Wutian as soon as she rushed up.

Ye Wutian looked her up and down, this girl is really a beauty, and she is wearing gorgeous clothes, looks like the daughter of a rich family.It's a pity that she is too young, she seems to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she will have to be raised for at least two years before she can start.

But what surprised Ye Wutian the most was not the little girl's appearance, but her cultivation base, she actually possessed the late stage cultivation base, this kind of aptitude is quite astonishing.

Judging from the impolite words that this little girl just said, she should be a spoiled and spoiled girl.

"Grab the steamed buns to eat." Ye Wutian replied casually.

"What is Momo?" The little girl asked curiously, blinking her big beautiful eyes.

"Momo is steamed bun." Ye Wutian replied.

"What is that steamed bun?" The little girl asked again.

Ye Wutian sweated for a while, "This steamed bun is a good thing. It can be used to eat and play with. In fact, you also have it on your body." He looked at the little girl who was developing with a smirk. small breasts.

"Where is it?" the little girl asked, looking down at her body in surprise.

"Here! Those two bulges on your chest are small steamed buns, but they are not ripe yet, and the taste is not very good. When you grow up and mature, they will be very delicious." Ye Wutian smiled evilly. Said.

The little girl frowned, and anger appeared on her face, "Huh! How dare you belittle me, see if I don't slap your mouth!" She fiercely raised her hand to hit Ye Wutian in the face. go.

Ye Wutian dodged backwards, and easily avoided the little girl's palm, "You are still young, why do you call yourself a leftover woman? But it is true, you are fierce at such a young age. It's okay to grow up, I think you will be a leftover girl sooner or later."

"What are you talking bad about this saint?" The little girl was full of anger, the slap just now was dodged by Ye Wutian, which obviously made her very unwilling.

"Brother, I am praising you." Ye Wutian said with a smile.

"This saint doesn't believe it. You'd better stand up and don't run away, otherwise, this saint will never spare you." The little girl rushed towards Ye Wutian angrily while talking.

"Okay, brother, I'll stand here waiting for you. Although your steamed buns are a bit small, brother doesn't mind trying something new in advance." Ye Wutian smiled lewdly.

"You are a bold thief, how dare you humiliate me like this, I want to smash your stinky mouth!" The little girl rushed to Ye Wutian with a murderous look, and once again raised her small hand to greet Ye Wutian's face go.

This time Ye Wutian stood still and did not run, he stretched out his left hand quickly, and grabbed the palm of the little girl's slamming hand.

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to tease this girl, but unexpectedly when he grabbed her wrist, Ye Wutian frowned, because this little girl's hands were actually poisonous.

Surprised, he quickly let go of his hand and backed away quickly, then raised his left hand to see that the meridians on the palm turned black, and were spreading rapidly to his arm.

Before he could think about it, Ye Wutian quickly condensed three Qi needles, inserted them on three important acupuncture points on his arm in an instant, and immediately mobilized his vitality to slowly force the poison out.

Seeing that Ye Wutian easily forced the poison out of his body, the little girl seemed a little surprised.

"Hmph! Being so vicious at such a young age, it must be a disaster when she grows up." Ye Wutian put away the needle, and said coldly, the poison on this girl is not simple, if it is not for her own cultivation of the heavenly realm, and timely If the poison is suppressed, it will be a disaster.

"Hey! You're the one who wanted to grab the saint's hand, why are you blaming the saint instead?" The little girl seemed very unconvinced, frowning and staring at her eyes, looking very scary.

"Forget it, I don't want to deal with you little poison, so let's leave it alone." Saying this, Ye Wutian bypassed the little girl and walked quickly towards the restaurant. After experiencing the crisis of the poisonous dragon, Ye Wutian said These poisonous poison cultivators already have an instinctive resistance.

However, Ye Wutian wanted to give up, but the little girl refused to let go, "You stop for me, the saint, did I say to let you go?"

Ye Wutian ignored her lazily and continued to walk forward.

"Hey! Didn't you hear that the saint told you to stop!" The little girl was furious. When she was at home, how could anyone dare to ignore her orders like this.

Ye Wutian walked straight without looking back.

"Hmph! How dare you ignore the order of my saint, I will teach you a lesson, you brazen bastard." The little girl said angrily, and then stepped forward to chase Ye Wutian.

Realizing that the girl was chasing after him, Ye Wutian suddenly felt dizzy, "What kind of bad luck did I have today, I was ruined early in the morning, and I was depressed by a little fairy before, and Now I have encountered such a little poison like brown sugar again."

Just when Ye Wutian was depressed, the little girl had already chased after him, and raised her foot to kick his ass fiercely.

Ye Wutian had been prepared for a long time, when the little girl raised her foot high, he quickly turned around and slapped her raised heel.

With a scream, the little girl fell backwards and fell on all fours.

The next scene gave Ye Wutian even more headaches, the little girl actually sat on the ground and started crying, which doesn't seem like the behavior of a late-stage monk.

The passers-by who didn't know the truth pointed out to Ye Wutian one after another, they only saw Ye Wutian push down a little girl, but they didn't know that the little girl was far from being so kind on the surface.

Seeing this little girl crying so sadly, Ye Wutian also realized that he had indeed shot too hard, after all, the other party was only a fourteen or five year old child.

After sighing helplessly, he stepped forward, stretched out his right hand to the little girl, and said, "Don't cry, get up quickly." Of course, his hand was wrapped in sleeves, so he didn't dare to touch it with his hand. This little poison has poison on its body.

The little girl wiped her tears, reached out and grabbed Ye Wutian's palm, and got up from the ground.

Ye Wutian was about to help her pat the dust off her body, but unexpectedly, the girl suddenly picked up her foot and stomped hard on the sole of his foot.

Ye Wutian screamed "Oops", hugged his feet and screamed, the strength of this kick was not ordinary, if it wasn't for his vitality protection, the bones on his feet would have been crushed .

But even though Ye Wutian was the real victim, the eyes of passers-by around him were full of sarcasm, they were clearly saying: deserve it!

"Hmph! This is the fate of ignoring the order of the saint." The little girl snorted. Judging from her proud look, she was obviously pretending to cry just now.

"Okay! You are ruthless, now you and I are clear, don't follow me anymore." Ye Wutian said angrily, then turned around and limped forward.

But this little girl seemed to have no intention of letting him go, Ye Wutian didn't take two steps, she followed behind again.

"I said Your Highness the Leftover Girl, if I stepped on it, you stepped on it, so please forgive me." Ye Wutian showed a bitter expression.

"No! I seem to have lost my way. You have to send me back." The little girl said.

"It's none of my business that you get lost, and I didn't cause you to get lost." Ye Wutian wiped his sweat.

"This saint is giving you the opportunity to make meritorious service, you should feel honored." The little girl said proudly.

"For meritorious service? I will make your sister, I can warn you, don't follow me anymore, or believe it or not, I will sneak up on your little mantou." Ye Wutian warned with a straight face.

"You! You shameless lunatic, how dare you belittle this saint over and over again. When I go back, tell Sister Scorpion to catch you and feed you to Scorpion." The little girl said angrily.

"Sister Scorpion? Scorpion?" Ye Wutian's heart suddenly tensed up, and when he remembered that the little girl was covered in poison, he suddenly had a bad feeling, "Could it be you, the Sister Scorpion you are talking about is from the God of Poison Sect Scorpion beauty?"

"That's right! Now you know you're afraid?" The little girl held her head high, looking very proud.

Ye Wutian's palms broke out in cold sweat, he had always wanted to avoid the God-Poison Sect, but he never thought that the God-Poison Sect would insist on entanglement with him.

After sweeping around, Ye Wutian swallowed his saliva, and asked again: "Then, are you also a member of the God-Poison Sect?" In fact, he also knew that what he asked was nonsense.

"Of course, this saint is the saint of the God-Poison Sect." The little girl was so angry that she almost flew into the sky.

"Leftover girl? Holy girl!" Ye Wutian murmured, thinking about these two words, and immediately asked her: "So the scorpion beauty is in this city?"

"That's right, it was Elder Sister Xie who brought the holy girl out to play, but Elder Scorpion hasn't come back for several days, and she doesn't know where she went." The little girl pouted and said sullenly.

"So, the poisonous dragon is also in this city?" Ye Wutian asked again.

"He left yesterday." The little girl replied.

Hearing the little girl's words, Ye Wutian finally breathed a sigh of relief. If the poisonous dragon is also in Yungang, he will have to disguise himself when he goes out. Otherwise, if he is caught by the poisonous dragon, he will definitely end up worse than death, maybe It will be refined into a poisonous corpse by him.

As for that scorpion beauty, Ye Wutian has never met her before, so naturally there is nothing to worry about.However, the eyes, a small poison, must be removed as soon as possible.

"Oh! Oh! My stomach hurts, I have to go to the latrine!" Ye Wutian deliberately held his stomach, pretending to have a stomachache, then quickly turned around and ran towards a small alley.

"Hey! Slow down! Wait for me!" The little girl quickly chased after her.

Ye Wutian could only run at full speed, and ran forward like flying. After turning two alleys, he looked back and saw that the little girl didn't come after him again. He breathed a sigh of relief, and thankfully said: "Oh! I Damn, I finally got rid of that little poison."

However, as soon as the words fell, the little girl's voice rang out again: "Huh! You don't want to run away! This saint has already left a mark on you!"

Turning his head to look, he saw that little girl was standing at the crossroads ahead, Ye Wutian couldn't laugh or cry.