Rebirth of the supreme daughter

"Bai Libin, don't tell me when you come back!" After listening to the noise outside, Bai Libin calmed down to study his array. Suddenly, a slightly obscure Chinese came from outside.

Fiddling with the stone's hand, he slightly raised his eyes and looked forward. He saw a handsome hybrid face with very deep eyebrows. He was a little stunned, "non ye?"

Murong feiye stepped into the yard in twos and threes and turned around bailibin several times. "His skill has really improved. He is expected to enter the qualifying this year."

Hearing this sentence, Bai Libin's warm face turned pale. He looked at his legs and his eyes were dark, "I'd better forget it."

"I thought you could change a little this time. Why is it still like this!" Hearing his words, Murong feiye patted the table. He couldn't see Bai Libin's appearance. He wanted to continue talking. Suddenly he remembered Tang Qingqiu's instructions and swallowed his words. "Will you leave the ancient martial world this time?"

"No." Bai Libin looked at the formed array on the table and gently shook his head, "just stay here and give directions to the descendants of Bai Libin's family by the way."

Murong feiye was quite satisfied with the previous sentence, but he wanted to curse again and held it back again, "OK, I came to you today to ask you something. Do you remember your aunt after so many years?"

"Of course I remember." Bai Libin stretched out two fingers and added a stone to the table. Although his aunt has never returned from abroad, they have always been in touch.

"Just remember. I'll tell you something," Murong feiye lowered his voice. "I saw a man yesterday who looks like your aunt."

As soon as this sentence came out, Bai Libin's hand paused for a moment. The first thing in his mind was the elegant and beautiful face. It seemed that his eyes were full of stars. He dropped his eyes a little. He said, "there are more people like him in the world."

No wonder.

Just before going to bed every day, he will inevitably toss and turn. There are many people who look like him, but what about people who are so similar in talent?

"You're not curious at all?" Murong feiye didn't know that Bai Libin was so calm. "In those two years when Bai Libin disappeared, you didn't wonder what she did? Why do you lose your memory? "

"My aunt has settled in country y and will not come back." Bai Libin waved his hand, lowered his eyes, and his voice was indifferent, "no more."

"All right." Murong feiye touched his nose and said, "I'll go in and find grandpa Baili."

After Murong feiye went in, Bai Libin raised his eyes. The stone in his hand didn't fall. With a sigh, he took out the paper in his pocket, which was the layout of the small gossip map drawn by Guxi bridge.

After pondering for a long time, the mood in his eyes was difficult to settle.

Rong Feishuang rushed to the Su family after receiving the call from his apprentice. He also saw the illness of the Su family master. At that time, he was powerless. Although he was respected as a miracle doctor, it was only widely spread in the ancient martial arts world. He was good at poisoning and detoxification and was good at traditional Chinese medicine. But when he met the Su family master, he inevitably didn't know where to start.

Fortunately, he had an omnipotent apprentice Zhu Yuan. Although he was unhappy that his apprentice plunged into western medicine after learning traditional Chinese medicine at that time, with the passage of time, he gradually realized that western medicine was a general trend, so he threw Zhu Yuan into an ancient medicine inheritance.

After reading master Su's case, Zhu Yuan knew what was wrong with him and which direction to study, but he could not cure it for the time being. Rong Feishuang didn't understand western medicine, but as soon as Zhu Yuan explained, he understood 7788 and helped master Su renew his name with several refined drugs and arrays.

If it's a radical cure, there's nothing a miracle doctor can do. After all, the specialty is not right.

Today, I suddenly received a phone call from Zhu Yuan saying that master Su woke up, which surprised Rong Feishuang. He knew that master Su was out of his mind. All his life was suspended with medicine. It was very difficult to open his eyes. Now he is awake?

Rong Fei Frost's first reaction was that he couldn't believe it!

But Zhu Yuan didn't have to cheat himself, so he went to Su's house.

Zhu Yuan was still there when he arrived. The Su family's parents had also come back at this time. At a glance, the miracle doctor saw master su lying in bed. Although he looked bad, he was in good spirit and could talk to his grandson.

"Let's be a miracle doctor." Seeing Rong Feishuang, their family immediately got up and spoke respectfully.

"You said yours." Rong Feishuang didn't care about these false rites, but walked to his apprentice with bright eyes, "did you wake up?"

Zhu Yuan was looking at a piece of paper. This was the result of their research when Gu Xiqiao left. Hearing the voice of Rong Feishuang, he stood up and still didn't put down the paper in his hand. "Master, you're coming!"

In a moment, Rong Feishuang said, "I didn't wake master Su up. There was someone else who woke him up."

"Who?!" Rong Feishuang is very persistent to this man.

"That's what I told you last time. A freshman of a university, a particularly powerful person." There are not many people who can make Zhu Yuan admire from the bottom of his heart. Rong Feishuang is a little curious about this person, but when he thinks that the other party is a major clinical medicine, he can't help sighing. It's not a way.

Seeing his master like this, Zhu Yuan immediately wanted to say that Gu Xiqiao also knows traditional Chinese medicine!

Before he said it, Rong Fei frost interrupted, "what's this in your hand?"

"Well, a treatment plan I studied with her." Seeing that he seemed very interested, Zhu Yuan handed over the paper.

Rong Feishuang took it over and looked at it. He was stunned and looked very seriously.

Zhu Yuan: can his master understand these?

For a long time, Rong Feishuang finished reading and sighed: "the pen is full of ink, the pen is vigorous and free, good words, good words!"

Zhu Yuan:... I'm tired. I thought you really understood such a serious look. I scared him to death!

By such a interruption, he had forgotten what he wanted to say. Rong Feishuang went to check master Su's pulse. As soon as he touched master Su's pulse, he was shocked, "what a strong vitality, Zhu Yuan, what have you done, how can you have such strong vitality!"

"They said it wasn't me." Zhu Yuan is not like Rong Feishuang. He can't feel the vitality in master Su's body. He can only analyze master Su's life index from the instrument.

"What did she do?" Rongfei cream looks anxious.

Zhu Yuan thought carefully for a while, and then carefully replied, "gave master Su a glass of water?"

Rong Feishuang, "..." although I'm old, I'm not confused. Will you just donkey me like this, maozi?

Zhu Yuan was also very helpless. What he said was the truth. However, his master didn't believe it, even though he didn't believe it himself.

"You all bully me, an old man," Rong Feishuang sighed. "As expected, I'm old and useless. Even the Jiang boy bullies me, even his own apprentice..."

Zhu Yuan: "..." I really thank you.

"Let me contact her for you, but I'm not sure if she will see you." Zhu Yuanchao Rong Feishuang said, and the bottom of my heart was not sure.

Gu Xiqiao's thoughts are hard to figure out. Zhu Yuan admires her strength and her foresight. It seems that every step she takes is what she has expected. Often when he takes a step forward and is complacent, she has predicted the first 100 steps, and still keeps her heart and is not conceited for a little achievement.

After leaving Su's house, Gu Xiqiao drove back with a little pink, as if there was nothing to do at once.

Gu Xiqiao moved out of his computer and boarded the game bored.

The game is still very lively and people come and go. Since the virtual helmet peers, more and more people are involved in the game. The more they play, the more they find the subtlety of the game.

Looking at a row of avatars in the friends column, the trumpet with "a song of Qingjiang" is gray, Xiao Yun is not there, Su Wu is not, but Wu Hongwen is with Tang Qingqiu.

Gu Xiqiao took a group of new members of the family to sweep away all copies, from low-level to high-level, killing all the big bosses.

The method was crisp and neat, which shocked a group of newcomers.

After cleaning up all this, I felt much better. Gu Xiqiao was ready to say hello and go offline. Suddenly, a stranger sent a private chat.

Fan Sheng: do you really know how to paint?

It's the second time I've asked her that. Who is it? Gu Xiqiao narrowed his eyes, then quickly knocked on the keyboard and blacked the man's camera.

A beautiful face appeared in front of him. Although it was expected, he really saw the man's face. Gu Xiqiao's face was cold and knocked several keyboards. The pink characters in the game emitted a light.

The figure with "Fansheng" on his head immediately fell to the ground, and the golden color on his body suddenly turned dark gray, so he couldn't die anymore.

In a villa in the imperial capital, mu Yunfan looked at the instant death of the characters in the game and his eyes deepened.

"Brother mu, I want to hold an exhibition!" The door was pushed open and a clear sound came from outside.

Mu Yunfan turned off the computer and responded dispensably, "don't come in, I'll go out right away."

Meng Yufan stood by the door of his study and caught a glimpse of the picture hung in the center. Her jealousy was deeper. Mu Yunfan's study was very simple. There were some painting tools and nothing else except a computer. However, she was never allowed to enter his room.

Sima Jun is downstairs. Muyunfan goes downstairs with Meng Yufan.

"Teacher, has anyone been contacted?" As soon as he got downstairs, mu Yunfan asked Sima Jun. they had been back for a few days. They had been busy with the follow-up of the Biennale and the interview until today.

Sima Jun took a sip of tea and shook his head slightly. "Shen Nianzhi has just returned to B University. Just these days, we can get the news."

Muyunfan repressed his mood and drank a cup of tea, but his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Meng Yufan bowed his head and covered the depth in his eyes. Since he couldn't find it, he would never find it.

Sima Jun and mu Yunfan are still talking. They don't find anything wrong with Meng Yufan.

At the same time, Mrs. Jiang, who had been busy all day, rushed home and drove out the cook in the kitchen to prepare dinner for her son.

Before he started, the housekeeper came to inform, "madam, Miss Jiang Tong is coming."

"Jiang Tong?" Mrs. Jiang's eyes turned and she came back. She didn't hear any rumors. "Let her come in and eat here in the evening."

Jiang Tong is waiting outside the door. Her eyes are fixed. She just got a message. She must tell Mrs. Jiang about it.

The housekeeper came out soon and kindly invited Jiang Tong in.

After thanking him, Jiang Tong went in and found Mrs. Jiang in the kitchen. For a moment, she couldn't believe it. Mrs. Jiang has always been elegant and unattainable in her eyes. She cooks in person and keeps company with oil smoke. When would she even do such a thing?

"Tong Tong, you're just in time. I cook today and let Shu Xuan come back. Well, Fei ye also came back today. It's just that you young people have a good chat." Mrs. Jiang said.

Jiang Tong is flattered. She doesn't know Mrs. Jiang very well. The main reason is that she has high talent. She stands out among ordinary women. Mrs. Jiang always appreciates potential young people and is therefore very friendly to Jiang Tong.

"Aunt Jiang," Jiang Tong thought of the rumors about herself in the ancient martial world. She was afraid that Mrs. Jiang would dislike herself when she heard it, so she said another thing she had just known, "I heard that Jiang Shao had a close relationship with an ordinary woman outside."

Jiang Fu's eyes turned cold and answered faintly.

Jiang Tong didn't see Mrs. Jiang's expression. He still looked after himself and analyzed the pros and cons. "If he goes on like this, he will cause the dissatisfaction of the Presbyterian Council. Aunt Jiang, you must restrain him well and don't let him go astray. It's not easy for him to cultivate to this point!"

She looked at Mrs. Jiang with worry in her eyes.

Mrs. Jiang put down her dishes, suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Tong with cold eyes, "all right! No matter how bad my son is, I'll discipline him. You have an outsider on the wheel to tell me what to do? "

In the past, Mrs. Jiang always looked like a gentle and graceful lady. At this time, when she was angry, her calm eyes were the same as Jiang Shuxuan. There was no emotion. It was cold and deep, which was shocking.

Jiang Tong didn't expect that Mrs. Jiang would react like this. She froze and stood where she was.

Until the voice of the housekeeper came from outside, "young master, you are back."