Chapter 390 Purifying Spiritual Art, Purifying Moon 4
"Does King Ling think so too?" An Lin raised his eyes to look at King Ling.

Before King Ling could speak, Su Lingrong who was behind him rushed to speak: "Anyway, the golden dragon spirit meat was brought out by my Su family, and we just want to make the best use of it and don't want to waste it."

Anlin glanced coldly at Su Lingrong, and landed on King Ling, who touched the small goatee on his chin in embarrassment.

"These things are not what I want to use, but what the sage needs. Do you have anything else to ask?" An Lin took a sip of tea and said in a lukewarm manner.

"Since the sage needs it, naturally there is nothing to ask." The King Ling said immediately.

King Ling, from the Su family, is a side branch of Shengjun's mother clan. Ye Junmo single-handedly pulled him up. He is loyal to Ye Junmo and has always stood firmly behind Ye Junmo.

The eighth-level golden dragon spirit flesh can be seen without blinking.

The Spirit King has always known how to advance and retreat, that's why Ye Junmo confidently named him the Spirit King.

An Lin expected that he would not ask any more questions.

As for King You, his family has a blood feud with the Creation Temple, and his temperament is as rough as his hulking figure.He looked down on the silent Anhu, but never dared to provoke Anlin and Anying.

But An Lin didn't expect Su Lingrong to follow, and he still clung to this question, "Why does the Holy King suddenly need these things? Nine-star Ganoderma lucidum is a magic medicine for healing spiritual veins."

An Lin looked at her anxious and concerned expression coldly, and said in a cool voice, "What does Miss Su want to say?"

"Is Shengjun sick again?"

boom--

Anlin put the teacup heavily on the table, and the tea splashed out and spilled all over the table, "Don't Miss Su know that spying on the Holy King is a serious crime in the Dark Night Empire?"

King Ling's face turned pale, "Guardian Anlin, my little girl just cares about the Holy Monarch, talking nonsense, you don't have to take it seriously..."

"Father, I'm not talking nonsense." Su Lingrong took a step forward, his bright and clear eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, shining with determination, which made people unbearable to blame, "Master Anlin, I'm just worried about Shengjun. If Shengjun is really sick and should be diagnosed and treated by a doctor, and you are irresponsible to Shengjun by taking medicine on your own initiative!"

"How do you know that I didn't ask the doctor to treat Shengjun?" An Lin asked back.

"I don't trust those doctors!" Su Lingrong turned around and pulled the fat old man in gray clothes who had been standing in the corner. Let the Holy King turn danger into safety."

An Lin looked at Dongfang Physician indifferently. Dongfang Physician is a miracle doctor that the Su family found after searching all over the Five Elements Continent. He has been in charge of treating Shengjun's illnesses for these years. He is indeed a miracle doctor, helping Shengjun recuperate his body and stabilize his injuries.

Otherwise, Ye Junmo would have killed himself long ago by chasing Bai Yu to various planes all these years.

Anlin and the others still respect Dongfang Physician, but this person was recruited by the Su family anyway. This time, Su Lingrong pulled him here to do business for the Su family?

Anlin sneered in his heart, "According to Miss Su Lingrong, if I don't let the Oriental doctor treat Shengjun, will the Lingwang not plan to give me something?"

Ling Wang stood up abruptly, "Dark Lin Protector, I didn't mean that..."

"I see. Since the Oriental doctor is here, it's better to go and show the Holy King." An Lin interrupted the King Ling lightly, with a trace of malice in the gentle arc of the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said to Su Lingrong, "Yes I haven't congratulated Miss Su on her happy wedding yet."

(End of this chapter)

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