Medicine door witch

Chapter 1140 Xuanyuan Ningxi (1)

"Little Junior Sister, Little Junior Sister." Seeing this, Xia Lin also came over, giggled, and said, "I got a little wounded by a sword a few days ago, why don't you take a look at it for me too."

"Junior Martial Sister, I have always had leg problems, and when the sky turns gloomy, I will feel very unhappy." The second disciple Xu Huang also came over and said, "What can you do?"

"Eh? Second senior brother, you can't jump in line, I came first." Xia Lin refused, and argued hard.

Xu Huang rolled his eyes and said, "I'm your senior brother, I'll come first, you step aside."

A helpless smile that didn't know what to do crossed Ling Luo's face.

It feels like everyone is so enthusiastic.

Holy Fire Hall, maybe it is really a good place.

It wasn't until the evening that Ling Luo helped the four senior brothers take care of their injuries one by one, and added some rare but not expensive pills.

As for Yan Yueyue, she was originally a girl who grew up on the mountain. She never received any glory and wealth since she was a child. She grew up among a group of brothers and sisters, and she was easy to get along with like a boy.

"Here, give it to me?" Yan Yueyue held three bottles of skin-beautifying liquid in her hand, and blinked her big and bright eyes, "Junior Sister, what's the use of this?"

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, and she smiled lightly, and said, "My daughter's family uses it to wipe her face."

Yan Yueyue's eyes lit up, and said, "Is it the same as balm?"

"It's much better than that, it's okay..." Ling Luo narrowed her eyes, stared at Yan Yueyue's face, and said, "It can get rid of the little freckles on your cheeks."

"Really?" Yan Yueyue became excited all of a sudden.

At this moment, Xia Lin let out a "puchi" laugh, and said, "Little Cat doesn't have to be a little cat in the future."

Yan Yueyue's face turned red immediately, and she raised her small fist in shame to hit Xia Lin, chasing and beating her everywhere.

The little cat is Yan Yueyue's nickname.

She looks good, but there are indeed a lot of freckles on her cheeks, which affect the overall aesthetics.

"Hahaha, hit it, you won't be able to hit it." Xia Lin jumped up and down like a monkey, "Xiaohua Maoer, when you become more beautiful, maybe the elder brother will like you."

Yan Yueyue's face suddenly turned red, and green smoke rose from her head. She stretched out a hand, and punched the tree that Xia Lin climbed up.

"Boom—" With a sound, the tree trunk shattered, Xia Lin fell from the tree trunk, and fell face-to-face like a dog gnawing shit.

Yan Yueyue rushed forward, stepped on his back with one foot, and trampled on him in various ways: "Let you talk nonsense! Let you talk nonsense! See if I don't teach you a lesson! Hmph!"

A drop of cold sweat ran across Ling Luo's forehead.

With a smile on his lips, Fu Dong shook his head helplessly.

Su Yi made the dinner at night. I have to say that Su Yi's cooking skills are really good, at least much better than Ling Luo herself.

Ling Luo was full and returned to the room arranged for her in the Holy Fire Hall.

There is a forest behind the house, there are caterpillar fungus chirping at night, and nightingales singing softly, it is unusually quiet.

Ling Luo sat cross-legged on the bed, with her five hearts turned to the sky, and her mood reached a state of extreme tranquility.

Sacred Fire Peak really deserves to be a holy place for cultivation. Even the spirit particles of vitality in the surrounding air are much denser than outside. When practicing here, the growth rate of skill will be much faster.

Right now, the only skill that can be practiced and figured out is the Dance of the Silver Moon that Xuanyuan Yu gave him.

(End of this chapter)