Finest Servant

Although Lin Wanrong was a little angry in her heart, she did not regret what she had just done. Killing a beautiful woman was obviously not a pleasant thing. Lin Wanrong gave full play to the spirit of Ah Q, and had a good YY for Xiao Qingxuan in her heart, so as to comfort her wounded heart.

He was soaking wet right now, his body was burning like fire, and he was seriously injured and poisoned.

Fortunately, the place where he landed was not very far from where Lin Wanrong was temporarily staying, and it was getting dark, so there was no need to worry about anyone finding his whereabouts.

Lin Wanrong looked around and saw that there was no abnormality, so he gritted his teeth, avoided all the way, and insisted on walking towards the residence. Along the way, no one paid attention to him at all. The little girl surnamed Xiao didn't seem to go to the city to search for him, and Lin Wanrong was relieved.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the house, Lin Wanrong couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground softly, gasping for breath.

An old shadow slowly walked to Lin Wanrong and said in a hoarse voice, "You're back."

His pupils were empty, as if they had been dug out by life, revealing two empty eyes, which looked a bit terrifying.

Lin Wanrong has been with him for nearly a month, and he is not as scared as he was at the beginning, so he nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Wei, I just went out for a walk, but I didn't expect to lose my life."

Since he got along with this Uncle Wei, he has always spoken candidly. Of course, with the exception of his true origins, because that is too unacceptable and unimaginable.

Uncle Wei didn't speak, he squatted down slowly, put his two fingers on Lin Wanrong's pulse, frowned for a while, then he took off his wrist and replied: "You are poisoned, it is a chronic soft muscle loose, although it will not kill you, but two Within an hour, the body will be black and purple, and the body will be weak and weak, and it will take 12 hours to return to its original state."

Lin Wanrong heard that this poison is not fatal, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, thinking that your little girl hasn't done anything yet. But thinking about the situation in the water just now, if the toxicity occurred at that time, wouldn't it be a dead end? Thinking of this, I was also a little scared.

"As for your internal and external injuries, you only need a few days of training to recover." Uncle Wei continued. Although he could not see, but after a few touches, he knew Lin Wanrong's trauma.

Hearing that he could save his life, Lin Wanrong was in a much better mood. Those external injuries were still second, and the pain seemed to be reduced a bit. Of course, this was most likely a psychological effect.

Uncle Wei held down Lin Wanrong and said: "You hold back, I will pull out the small arrow on you."

Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and said with a bitter face: "Uncle Wei, isn't there any anesthetic? Such a rude way is not suitable for civilized people like us."

Uncle Wei was stunned and said, "What is anesthesia?"

I didn't expect that the world's technology is still so backward. Could it be that the great gods such as Li Shizhen Huatuo have not appeared yet? It seems that the pain is settled. Lin Wanrong asked reluctantly: "It's just to temporarily lose consciousness in my shoulder part, and then you draw the arrow, so that I won't feel pain."

Uncle Wei shook his head and said, "I've never heard of such a drug. Menghan medicine does exist. Would you like to try it?"

Lin Wanrong hurriedly shook his head and took the sweat medicine with his eyes open? Just kidding, even if you are not sick, you will get sick.

Uncle Wei handed over one of his stinky shoes and said, "Bite this."

Lin Wanrong hurriedly said: "No need, no need." He looked around, found two small books in the thread and bit into the mouth, then looked at Uncle Wei and said vaguely, "Come on."

Uncle Wei was about to start, but he heard Lin Wanrong's long cry: "Wait a minute—" Seeing Uncle Wei "looking" at himself with a puzzled face, Lin Wanrong smiled shyly and said, "Uncle, take it lightly, that's mine. blood."

Uncle Wei nodded, Lin Wanrong thought of the little girl who harmed him, and he was so angry that he had greeted the 18th generation of that little girl's ancestors.

When things came to an end, it was useless to be afraid, and Lin Wanrong had a determined look on his face.

Uncle Wei held the small golden arrow lightly in both hands, and with a little force, the small arrow fell into his hands. Lin Wanrong bit the book tightly, his face was pale, and the beads of sweat rolled down, but he didn't say a word.

Uncle Wei nodded, his face full of admiration, he didn't seem to think that Lin Wanrong also had such hard bones.

Lin Wanrong grew up in a mountain village on the edge of the Han River, and his character is very fortitude and perseverance of rural children, otherwise he would not have been admitted to Peking University as the first place in the city. He still can't do the thing of scraping the bone to cure the poison, but he still managed to pull out the arrow and grit his teeth.

Uncle Wei handed the drawn golden arrow into Lin Wanrong's hand, and Lin Wanrong checked it over and over.

This small arrow is made of pure gold and is exquisitely made. The arrow is engraved with a graceful seal script "Xuan".

Thinking of the previous Xibei goods who called themselves Xiao Qingxuan, Lin Wanrong understood that this chick's name was Qingxuan, and as for Qingxuan, it was just a homonym.

"Xiao Qingxuan, Xiao Qingxuan—" Lin Wanrong said softly twice, this name is indeed very elegant, and you can already see the person just by hearing its name.

This chick has let Lao Tzu see blood, and Lao Tzu must also let her see blood. Jairus must be reported, and she is preoccupied with it. I will do this to this little girl. A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Wanrong's mouth.

When Uncle Wei heard Lin Wanrong say the name, a strange look flashed on his face: "Xiao Qingxuan? Are you sure her surname is Xiao?"

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Lin Wanrong couldn't confirm what her surname was, but Qingxuan's name should not be fake.

Uncle Wei said again: "Wan Rong, tell me about your encounter with her today, back and forth."

Uncle Wei was the first person Lin Wanrong saw after he came to this world. He personally rescued Lin Wanrong from Xuanwu Lake. Needless to say, his gratitude. Lin Wanrong told him what happened by the lake today and the conversation between him and Xiao Qingxuan.

As Uncle Wei listened, there was a bit of surprise on his face, and he obviously admired Lin Wanrong's high argument.

After reading the poem, Uncle Wei's face became even more astonished: "Wan Rong, is this poem really written by you?"

On that day, I took advantage of the annual vacation to travel to Mount Tai with my colleagues, UU reading www. uukanshu.com That hateful girl was forcing Lin Wanrong to carry the luggage of three or four people. After the rain, Lin Wanrong slipped and fell into the sea of ​​​​clouds. Then she was sent to this completely different world for no reason. in Xuanwu Lake.

If Uncle Wei hadn't rescued Lin Wanrong by accident, Lin Wanrong would have died long ago. Therefore, Lin Wanrong has deep gratitude and respect for Uncle Wei. Logically speaking, this matter should not lie to him.

But Lin Wanrong also knows that the people in this place have an almost crazy pursuit of ancient poetry and poetry. In order to avoid unbearable trouble, Lin Wanrong had to bite the bullet and say: "Yes, Uncle Wei, this is what I got by accident when I was swimming in the lake. It made your old man laugh."

Uncle Wei sighed and said, "Wanrong, I've been with you for more than a month. In the past month, you've been sitting there all day, talking about things like travel, company, etc. I've never seen you read a poem. Books, I didn’t go out and walk around until the last few days. I thought you didn’t like poetry and books, but I didn’t expect that there was a gap in your chest. But based on these few sentences, there is no one who can compete with the so-called talents and beauties in the world today. You compare."

Lin Wanrong blushed, Xiao Qingxuan also mentioned this to him once, but he accepted it calmly at the time, but now facing the praise of his benefactor, he is indeed a little embarrassed.

But Lin Wanrong did not feel shameless at all. When I came to this place inexplicably, I had to have something by my side, and these were regarded as God's compensation for myself.

To say shameless, the chairman's daughter who harmed Lin Wanrong so miserably was the most shameless.

Thinking of that hateful little girl, Lin Wanrong suddenly had a tendency to burst away. He hurriedly controlled his emotions, tightened his abdomen, raised his hips, and relieved his breath. Compared with this hateful little girl, Xiao Qingxuan is cute.