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Chapter 1793 Enchanting Painting Healer 79
The thrown Prison Scale Beast and Pitian Beast looked at each other, and they saw the meaning of the same hatred from each other's eyes.

Put aside the infighting for now, they must work together to drive this guy Chusu away from his master!
However, when they rushed towards Chusu together, they found that Chusu and Xiying suddenly disappeared.

"Oh." Snowy Black Bear exclaimed, and then looked at Pitian Beast: "He also has Pitian Beast, and it doesn't look weaker than you."

Otherwise, it would be impossible to take Xi Ying away under the nose of Xi Ying's Pitian Beast.

Pitian Beast gritted its teeth and hummed after hearing what the Snowy Black Bear said.

The next time it sees Chusu again, it must bite off all the clothes on Chusu's body!

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After a black and gray snowflake flashed before her eyes, Xi Ying realized that her location had changed.

This room was obviously a man's room, and the layout and furnishings were simple and cold.

She was still hugged by Chusu, sitting on the bed.

It's just that this bed should be Chusu's bed.

"Why change places?" Xi Ying looked up at the man's chin.

Chusu looked down, "Don't you think you have too many pets? It's too noisy."

"Pet?" Xi Ying laughed, "You actually said they are pets? They are all level six spirit beasts, and there is a snowy black bear, um... he should be considered level five. "

"No matter what level they are, they are all pets in my eyes." Chusu said stubbornly.

"Oh? Then what kind of spirit beast does His Royal Highness King Su think is worth protecting?" Xi Ying asked with a smile.

Xi Ying knew that Chu Su was a senior painting psychic.

"All spirit beasts are not worthy of my protection, and there is only one in the entire Ling Kingdom that is worthy of my protection." Chu Su leaned close to Xi Ying's ear and whispered, "Yes, Xi Ying."

Xi Ying's face flushed slightly, and she gave him a slap: "You're annoying, am I a spirit beast? Don't play tricks on words with me and I'll tell you."

Chu Su smiled softly, and his laughter was as warm as the sun.

He put Xi Ying on the bed, stood up and walked away.

Xi Ying leaned against the bed and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"take things."

"what?"

"medicine."

"Medicine? Chusu, are you sick?"

Chu Su stopped in front of a wooden cabinet, turned helplessly to look at Xi Ying who was shaking her legs, and said, "Or let me put it another way, panacea."

"Spirit pill?" Xi Ying was stunned.

Isn't this the plane of a spiritual master?Why is there such a term as panacea?Are there alchemists?

"Hmm." Chu Su took out a small two-finger long box from the wooden cabinet and walked back.

He walked over to Xi Ying and sat down, and the two of them looked at the small box together.

"Here is the panacea inside?" Xi Ying stared at the box.

"Well, it's been a long time." Chusu reached out and brushed off a layer of dust that didn't exist on the surface of the small box.

"How long?" Xi Ying was curious.

"18."

18 years, and Chusu this year, just right.

"You have had this panacea since you were born? So what is it for?" Xi Ying was surprised.

The panacea that has been stored for so long, um...is it still useful?
Hearing Xi Ying's question, Chu Su turned his head to look at her with seriousness and solemnity in his eyes.

"This is for you. If I can't find you in my life, then I won't eat it."

　*small theater*
　　Chusu: "This is for you. If I can't find you all my life, then I won't eat it."

　　Xi Ying: "Strong, Zhuang Yang Pill?"

　　Chu Su: "………… In your heart, is it that I can't 'do'?"

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(End of this chapter)