Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 34 It turns out he is an alchemist!
With Mo Shang's help, He Huiniang's health has improved a lot.

Not only did his cough improve a lot, even the sallowness on his face gradually disappeared, revealing some ruddy complexion.

The little fox was lying on the stone bench, lazily basking in the sun, with its big fluffy tail swaying leisurely, and calmly staring at a certain man in white who was decocting medicine.

Mo Shang held a broken fan in one hand and fanned the fire in the stove, and raised his white sleeve with the other to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"This is the first time I've made medicine for people." As if feeling the sight of the little fox, Mo Shang said with a twitch of his mouth.

Lan Ling burst into a smile in her heart, man!There will always be the first time, and then the second time, the third time, and the Nth time.

Mo Shang raised his head and glanced at a certain little fox with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "It's weird, are you laughing at me in your heart?"

Do you know what to ask?
The little fox's big fluffy tail shook more happily.

After the medicine was fried, Mo Shang put down the broken fan in his hand, poured out the thick black bitter medicine from the medicine pot, and jokingly said: "You are also the most skilled fox, how rare is Shen Wanjin's thousand-year-old fleece-flower root? Now, the dying person can be hanged alive, and after the woman eats it, not only can her old disease be cured, but she can also change her face and look radiant, at least she will be ten years younger."

The little fox suddenly stood up from the stone bench, staring at Mo Shang with big fox eyes.

So amazing?

Mo Shang picked up the bitter medicine bowl, and saw the little fox's surprised expression in his eyes: "Don't doubt it, I, Mo Shang's words are extremely credible."

Lan Ling jumped off the stone bench, followed behind Mo Shang, and happily entered the room.

Sitting on the bed, He Huiniang's complexion had improved, but her eyes were not full of vitality. She didn't even glance at the medicine that Mo Shang brought, and said with a sluggish expression, "Why should this noble son save me, a dying person? You can go away." !"

Mo Shang raised his eyebrows, and glanced at a certain little fox following him. Although he was good at medicine, he was not interested in saving a desperate person. If it wasn't for this little fox, he wouldn't have stayed to fry it. medicine.

Seeing the faint heartache in the little fox's eyes, Mo Shang brought the medicine forward: "It's better to live than to die. There is nothing hard to overcome in this world. Drink it!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Shang smiled inwardly, he never thought that he would have such a comforting day.

What exactly did this little fox do to him?

He Huiniang didn't reach out to pick it up, but stared blankly at the front: "I can't get over this hurdle. She's gone. What's the use of my life?"

Mo Shang was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know who the "he" was in the woman's mouth, he could guess that he was a very important person in the woman's heart.

Mo Shang put the medicine on the broken chair beside the bed, turned around and walked out the door.

Just after taking two steps, the hem of his robe was caught by something. He lowered his head and saw a certain little fox holding his hem, stubbornly refusing to let him go out. The fox's eyes were filled with mist.

The saddest thing for a person is death in his heart, and he doesn't need to spend too much time talking with people who don't want to live, but seeing the mist in the little fox's eyes, Mo Shang told a lie that he couldn't even believe for the first time.

"Perhaps, the person in the woman's heart is still alive."

Lan Ling looked at Mo Shang approvingly, little Mo Mo, you are really good at talking.

After Mo Shang said this, he regretted it.

He Huiniang stumbled off the bed, rushed to Mo Shang, and grabbed Mo Shang's arm nervously: "What did you say? You said my Ling'er is still alive? Is she really still alive?"

Mo Shang was extremely embarrassed, how did he know that Ling'er was alive or dead?

Swing back, got ripped a bit.

Mo Shang knew that the little fox was ordering him to do something again, so he could only say against his will: "Yes! Madam's spirit is still alive."

He Huiniang wept with joy: "Great, great, Ling'er is still alive, by the way, son, what is your relationship with Ling'er?"

He has nothing to do with Linger.

Swing back and got ripped again.

The corners of Mo Shang's mouth twitched. Sure enough, there was no pie in the sky for nothing. He took the little fox's purple spirit ring, forcing himself to admit that he had something to do with that spirit.

"I... I'm her friend."

He Huiniang cried and laughed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! Where is Ling'er now? How is she?"

Mo Shang had the urge to rush out, don't ask, he doesn't know anything.

Backswing, continued to be pulled, he couldn't run away.

Mo Shang said bitterly: "She's fine, she's fine, she's very fine, she can't come back yet.

However, she asked me to take good care of my wife and also asked her to drink the medicine. "

Seeing what He Huiniang wanted to say again, he hurriedly said first: "If you have anything to say, let's talk after drinking the medicine."

He Huiniang nodded heavily: "Yeah." Let go of Mo Shang, turned around and went to drink the medicine.

Mo Shang felt relieved, watching He Huiniang gulp and drink the medicine, he picked up a little fox on the ground and rushed out the door, running faster than a rabbit.

Fleeing from the small courtyard, Mo Shang held the little fox's paws in both hands, and looked at it: "Now, after drinking the medicine, her body will recover soon, and my task is considered complete. The rest is up to you." Go face it! There is nothing I can do about anger.”

Say it!He put down the little fox and prepared to leave.

Lan Ling didn't continue to stop him, she knew that this man had already helped her to such a degree, it was considered very good.

When Mo Shang saw that the little fox didn't come to stop him, he suddenly felt a little lost. Did it just let him go?

Strange, how could he feel this way?He had only been with this little fox for a few days.

Shaking away the disappointment in his heart, Mo Shang came back again, squatted down, and didn't care if his snow-white robe was dragged on the ground. He took out a red pill from his bosom, and looked at the pinch of white on its forehead. The saffron hair said: "Flour can't cover your red hair, swallow this, if you can practice the fire technique to the fifth rank, you can hide this mark as you like."

Surprise flashed in Lan Ling's eyes, and then she hid it. She looked at Mo Shang thoughtfully. This man was indeed not simple, and she could tell that the mark between her eyebrows was the art of fire.

The little fox was not too polite, stretched out his pink tongue, and licked off the red pill from Mo Shang's fingertips.

Mo Shang looked at the crystal clear water color of his fingertips in a daze, and suddenly felt like a little fox's tongue was so soft.

Come back!

He got up, flicked his white robe, there was always a banquet in the world, and it was time for him to leave, everything in the future would depend on the luck of this little fox.

After Mo Shang left, the little fox felt a rush of heat in its body, like a fireball, burning its internal organs.

Lan Ling suddenly realized that what Mo Shang gave her might not be an ordinary elixir that could help hide the imprint of the Art of Fire, but a high-grade elixir that could help her reach the fifth level of Art of Fire.

Lan Ling was startled, and her face changed slightly. It turned out that Mo Shang was not only a pharmacist, but also concealed his identity as an alchemist.

This man is really not simple.

The scorching heat in the body was getting bigger and bigger, and the little fox was completely red from the heat. It immediately stopped guessing more about Mo Shang, and now it is the right way to find a secluded place to practice.

　Brothers and sisters who have read fantasy know that there is a huge difference between the identities of a pharmacist and an alchemist, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t know it. I haven’t had time to write this chapter in detail, and I will add it later. Our little fox will also embark on the road of alchemy in the future .

　　
　
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