Chapter 67
While yelling, he opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of flames towards Zimeng.

However, the flame was only as big as a fist, and it was extinguished when it reached Zimeng.

"Pfft~" Lucky looked at the scene in front of him, and immediately rolled on the ground happily. Zimeng glanced at it lightly, ignored it, and turned to look at Yanlong.

Yanlong's whole body was red, but it still couldn't stop it from blushing, and the corners of Zimeng's mouth also raised slowly.

"In this case, I'll leave you here for the time being." Zi Meng stretched out her hand in a good mood, and grabbed Yanlong in Di Yuanmo's hand.

Yanlong's movements suddenly froze there, it seemed a little unresponsive, what's going on right now?
Is the purpose of this group of people here because of it?

"This little thing seems to be frightened by us." Zimeng looked at Yanlong's appearance, and laughed, Yanlong turned his head stiffly, looking at Zimeng.

"I, I, I, I haven't grown up yet, and I don't have much strength, so let me go back?" Yanlong looked at Zimeng with a smile, and it seemed that if there were as many dog ​​legs as there were dog legs, there would be dog legs!
Zimeng blinked her eyes and looked at it for a while. Although this little thing is not good-looking, it is still quite smart.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't have strength or anything, I will help you improve your strength." Zi Meng patted Yanlong's head, and Yanlong let Zimeng hold it in his hand in a daze.

It's not that it doesn't want to run, but that it can't break free from Zimeng's power at all.

"Since we've found them, let's go and chase them." Di Yuanmo looked at the weak Yanlong, and then looked up at Zimeng.

Zimeng grabbed Yanlong and looked at Di Yuanmo, "Master Guoshi, we are the only ones here, and there are no other people here. May I help you get a pulse?"

Di Yuanmo's movement of turning the wheelchair froze slightly. He thought that Zi Meng had forgotten the matter of helping him feel his pulse before, but unexpectedly, she remembered it all the time.

"Is it okay?" Seeing that he was silent, Zimeng asked again.

"Yes." Di Yuanmo thought for a while, and stretched out his hand. Zi Meng smiled, stepped forward, and grabbed Di Yuanmo's hand.

Suddenly, Zimeng wailed in her heart, "It's okay to be beautiful, but the skin is so smooth, God really loves him too much, right?" '

Di Yuanmo looked at Zimeng's movements, and then at Zimeng's drooling appearance, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

He felt that it was a wrong decision to ask Zimeng to feel his pulse.

"Didn't you just say to take the pulse? What's the use of taking the pulse?" Di Yuanmo resisted the urge to call out Zimeng, and asked.

"Oh oh, I almost forgot the business." Zimeng laughed, and hurriedly let go of Di Yuanmo's hand, flipped her fingers, and lightly rested on his pulse, "Don't you know what a pulse is? "

Di Yuanmo shook his head, if he didn't know what Zimeng said to feel the pulse and put his hand on his wrist, he wouldn't know either.

"The pulse condition can distinguish the cause of the disease, deduce the change of the disease, and identify the true or false of the disease. I can feel the disease in your body through your pulse."

Zi Meng explained softly, and Di Yuanmo said that he could understand what Zi Meng said, but he didn't understand what it meant at all.

Zi Meng took her pulse quietly and stopped talking, and Di Yuanmo also calmed down, quietly watching Zi Meng's serious look.

(End of this chapter)

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