Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

Jun Wuji swept him and picked up his own bottle of medicine and shook it in front of the old man. Bayi? Chinese network W (a) W? W (eight). ?8?1 (one) ZW. COM

"I own it."

The eyes of the little old man almost didn't give it up.

This medicine turned out to be the devil's own match? How can this be!

"You don't have any of these things that I can use, and I am gone." Jun No Evil really didn't have the heart to chat with this eccentric old man. After he threw his bottle of medicine to the little old man, he would lift his foot. go.

The little old man steadily caught the medicine bottle, but he was in the same place, and he could only watch the back of the disappearance of Jun.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in the forest, and the little old man who was kneeling in the place converges on the strange face. He looks deep into a man from the forest.

"How do you get down the mountain?" The man saw the help of the little old man.

The little old man carefully put the innocent medicine bottle in his arms and turned his head and looked at the man. "How? I can't go out and go? Besides, I just went down to the mountainside, and it didn't help." Mountain, what are you panic?"

The man was stunned, but his eyes swept involuntarily to the medicine bottles scattered around.

"Adult, this is...and come out to test the medicine?" the man asked cautiously.

The little old man was stiff, and suddenly his face was stretched.

"My business needs you to talk more?"

"Yes!"

"Give me all these things, hurry up!" When the old man thought of Jun's innocence before he was worthless, he felt his face burnt.

"Right, the martial arts conference is about to begin. There are more people coming and going in the mountains, and there are more people who are not honest. You let them all give me a point. This is the life of the swaying mountain. Let the people of Jiugong and Twelve Halls have long snacks, they want to toss them, don't spare my peace, and! Go and throw the **** that hurts the flowers to the mountain." The little old man frowned. .

“The flower is hurt?” The man’s face was slightly surprised. He just turned around and looked at the sika deer, but the sika deer was able to stand confidently and had already reached them.

"Adult...the flower seems to be not hurt..."

"How is it possible, I know for myself..." The old man still wants to say something. As a result, he turned to see the refreshing sika deer standing in front of his eyes, and his eyes flashed a bit of surprise. His gaze looked at the wound that had healed in the sika deer's ankle.

He had clearly seen that the wound was still bleeding.

"It's this medicine." The little old man suddenly thought of something. "Damn! It's all your bad devil! I am also going to give the little brother ‘Please’ to have tea!”

The man was inexplicably stunned, but he did not know how to be good.

The little old man stood in the same place and thought about it. He suddenly asked: "Is the gang of the twelve priests saying that it is necessary to open a martial arts conference in a few days?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, then those who went up the mountain these days have come to the conference?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let's tell them, postpone the time of the fight to half a month later." The little old man suddenly spoke out an amazing word.

"what?"

"Ah, fart! Don't hurry to send me a message!" The old man licked his eyes, the little brother was a good doctor, and he was not allowed to be robbed by the 12th house at the sacred meeting. He would not The fat to the mouth is put.