Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Mu Xi felt that she was having an unlucky year this year. She first went to look for the crane and then was captured to be used as a blood bank. After a near-death experience, she was rescued. She was forced to raise her at home for a month. She was so meaty that she was finally able to be released. He was followed by dozens of people, covertly and covertly, even when he came to the Buddhist temple. He wished they could all carry him around, without any freedom at all.

Forget it, who can tell him that he finally came to the Buddhist temple to have some fun, why did Mao still have some short-sighted people to provoke him?

But this person is still the little pervert that he can't be arrogant about. He is even more valuable than him. And this pervert is a real pervert, not just pretending.

"Minghui, don't think that you can touch my porcelain just because you are weak. There is no way. Others are afraid of you, a little pervert, but I am not afraid of you!" Mu Xi pointed at the person opposite who had a sickly face but bright red lips. The noble young master said angrily: "You sick cat, even if you are in pain or die, it is all your fault and it has nothing to do with me."

"Prince Mu, my young prince is the only son of the ninth generation, and his health is not good. Why do you curse him so viciously?" A servant dressed as a boy standing next to Ming Hui accused angrily.

Mu Xi sneered: "If he doesn't mess with me, will I waste my time scolding him? Let's go together. This monastery is so big, why should I let him? Just because he is so sick that he can't breathe? What if he is really lying on the ground? I can’t breathe anymore, so I’ll let him have it!”

"Yes, I'm sick. What's wrong with you letting me take the order?" Minghui yelled and immediately lay down on the ground, breathing heavily. Her face was as white as snow, but her eyes were staring at Mu Xi, her eyes full of provocation. .

Come on, I'll bite you. You're not sick, you're just out of breath.

Mu Xi: "!"

Damn it, I have never seen such a shameful person, and that bastard is the first!

But I dared to show my temper behind Qin Liuxi and said, "He also saved you. That fact is understandable."

The old man touched his body and found the medicine. The medicine was in the meditation room. I quickly called for someone to serve Minghui and rushed back to the meditation room.

When it comes to playing, the distinguished young master from Shengjing is good at playing, and each one is better than the other.

"Yes." Have you ever checked the pulse? Just by looking at it, you can only say that it is yes, but it must be a congenital heart disease. It is impossible to completely cure it unless the heart is changed.

Ming Hui: "Yes, you are not sick, and you have lived a long time. It was Mu Wangwang who cursed you. If you die, they will go to Cheng'enhou Mansion to get a coffin to put you in. I am the one who cursed you to death." What you do is fulfilling me!"

Qin Liuxi blinked: "Saving a life is better than building a first-class pagoda. For the sake of Buddha, let's take a look."

Mu Xi choked, not convinced, who is more important than me?

Mu Xi didn't feel any regret.

Buddha: Buddhism and Taoism have the same origin, and he explained it well.

Qin Liuxi looked at Mu Xi and said, "It seems that he is alive and well, and he can even argue with others."

"Damn it, why is the Great Master out there?" Mu Xi rushed over, furious.

Mu Xi jumped up: "He farted! You didn't curse him to death!"

Mu Xi has forgotten me and is against me, because of this man who knows women and men!

Mu Xi blushed slightly and said: "You are doing it for me. You didn't talk to me so little just now. Now that I'm sick, what if I don't have anything bad and I really blackmail you? Although You are afraid of me, but the Ming family has only one seedling. If none of them are bad, the old prince will cry down the palace wall. When the time comes, your emperor's brother-in-law will have a small heart, and you won't be able to come out again. They are messing around everywhere.”

"You, him!" Mu Xi was so angry that she jumped up and down: "He's using weak words to make sense. He did it on his own. It's none of your business. He loves to die!"

Then who?

"It's all trouble you can cause. Who knew you would be so unlucky as to meet that big pervert there." Mu Xiying smiled: "As long as he is willing to take action and overcome my slowness, you can Get him a golden body, and the Ming family will be very rich."

"My lord, what's wrong with you? But your heart aches again?"

Sure enough, he is not sick. This kind of disease is a disease of a yandere, but it is still a kind of disease that penetrates deep into the heart!

Hui Quan didn't have a headache at this time. The two most difficult bullies in Beijing were facing each other. It seemed that I had to shave off new hair that month, because I looked bald when I saw us!

"Can he be able to..."

Mu Xi immediately said: "Then he is worried. Your father has already sent the people who built the golden bodies and built the golden roofs of the Taoist temples."

"I repay the kindness of saving my life, but I didn't promise it with my body!" Mu Xi said generously.

"The tone of the great master is false. It's really him." Mu Xi said aggrievedly: "Did you read it wrong after that? It was him who went to this hellish place to save you. He must have come and you died. , but when you wake up, he is always here, where has he gone?"

I said, raising my hand, revealing the flesh-pink scars on my wrist. These were the two blood marks that were scratched. They were still shallow and had completely healed.

"Is he, is he okay? Where is the medicine?" Mu Xi rushed over, not knowing what to do.

Ming Hui frowned, sat up, and looked at Mu Xi and Qin Liuxi kindly.

You can do it better than me!

Qin Liuxi leaned against the doorframe, looking at the farce with raised eyebrows.

"But a chronic illness cannot be temporary." Qin Liuxi said again.

"That's fine." That's a small lesson.

"There is no one in the sky that he is afraid of. He thought he was only afraid of the heaven and the earth."

Qin Liuxi: "Don't make things more difficult for yourself. Saving him is just incidental. You were originally looking for someone."

Mu Xi followed for a few steps, then thought of Qin Liuxi and said, "Great Master, can he cure that disease? It's a congenital heart disease."

Ming Hui was short of breath, and after a while, sweat started to fall on her forehead. Hui Quan's face changed drastically, and he picked me up by the waist and took me back to the meditation room.

When Mu Xi heard the scream, she looked forward happily and said, "Are you pretending again? Is he an actor and is he addicted?"

"I'm just pretending." Qin Liuxi saw that the half-grown child had cyanotic lips, pale face, dripping sweat, his eyes were white and he was holding his chest to slow down his breathing. He was sick.

This is not really an illness.

Qin Liuxi said with a half-smile: "He was still arguing with me just now, as if he didn't care whether I died or not, but now he wants you to cure me?"

Qin Liuxi stretched out a finger, poked Mu Xi's smooth forehead, and pushed me out: "Don't be stupid, you will accept another disciple in your life! Just give me money for saving your life."

"Um, so?"

Qin Liuxi's eyelids twitched.

Mu Xi was startled, was she pretending?

"He didn't. He said it was all your fault that you were in pain and died. He was not cursing you!"

Ming Hui's eyes narrowed, and she was wet with ghosts, right?

I turned around and saw Qin Liuxi leaning on the door frame, looking at the silence. He glared and rubbed his eyes.

I wiped away my sweat, walked over, and said in a gentle voice: "Great donor of the Ming Dynasty, the ground is cold. Please get up slowly. Once the cold air enters your body, you will be in trouble."

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