Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

A slender figure emerged from the entrance of the staircase, and the white energy veil could not hide the graceful curve of the body. A long cyan hair with dangling shoulders could not cover a beautiful face. The eyes were large and bright, and the pupils were azure. The nose and lips look very small, and they are especially gentle and elegant. The neck was long and the skin was crystal clear, as if blowing with a little force, her neck would melt.

Her body is also impeccable, there must be mountains and mountains, there must be trenches, and plains and hills must be unique. Especially a pair of long legs, slender and well-proportioned, but still a little rounded.

She is a light soul, Longxiang soul.

It is indeed the flower of the gods and the people. Her beauty is not only external, but also the noble and elegant temperament exuded from the bones.

When Ning Tao saw her, she couldn't help but stay a little, of course not because of her beauty and temperament, but because this bright man was exactly the same as the humans on earth except the color of her hair and pupil. Even his height is almost the same. Visually measuring his height, he is only about 1.80 meters, a little shorter than him.

There was a curiosity in his mind, what kind of space is the so-called light man, or what kind of person on the planet? What is the civilization of the light man?

He felt as if he had encountered the same kind, and there were a lot of questions in his mind besides curiosity.

However, there was no obvious reaction on his face, but he stayed a little when he saw it for the first time, after which he lowered his head and stopped looking at Lang Xianghun. After all, his current status is only a humble iron servant, and he is not qualified to look directly at the Lord.

Lang Xianghun walked slowly, there were no shoes on her feet, each toe seemed to be carved with beautiful jade, and there was no sound of footsteps under her feet. Her body also exudes a faint aroma, which reminds me of a mysterious and seductive taste that seems to be extracted from hundreds of flowers.

Lingyu slumped slightly, pressed her right hand against the towering chest, and said politely, "Lingyu meets Lord Xianghun."

Lang Xianghun just nodded his head slightly, walked to the chair barefoot, and sat down. After she sat down, she still didn't speak, and her gaze moved from Lingyu's body to Ning Tao's body. After that, her green brow that day suddenly frowned.

The alien godmother realized what she was, and hurriedly scolded: "Bold iron man, seeing God makes the adult not kneel!"

A fierce light flashed through Lingyu's eyes.

I think you are so bold!

How dare to call my **** to kneel!

my God……

Without waiting for Lingyu to reveal the emotions in her heart, Ning Tao fell on her knees on the ground, respectfully and authentically: "Xiaomin Sha Wujing worshiped God."

Can't God kneel?

Who prescribed it?

In ancient times, there was a **** who cut meat to feed the eagle. OK, one more piece and eat until you are full.

There is also a **** who was beaten on his left face, and he passed it to him. not enough? I'll hit you on the left again, until your suit.

What is this spirit?

Although Ning Tao did not know what the spirit was, he felt that there was nothing unacceptable for the woman to kneel down for the ongoing project.

Is temporary face so important?

In the fairy realm, is he less often knelt licking Ning's Nine Fairies?

However, Lang Xianghun didn't appreciate it. She snorted coldly: "Sashimi, don't you know the rules here? How can you bring in such a low-level iron citizen?"

It turned out that this alien **** was called a sashimi, but there is no Eastern cuisine on the mountain, and the name is probably not surprising.

The alien **** called the sashimi kneeled cleanly on the ground,

Nervously: "Return to the Lord, this man is holding a gift box, so I let him in. My hands must not be stained with ordinary things, otherwise the adult will feel uncomfortable while serving the adult."

Lang Xianghun's gaze moved to Lingyu's body. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to be questioning. Why didn't you come in with the gift box?

Lingyu said: "It's not that I don't want to present the gift to you myself, but that you must know this iron man."

There was a curious light in Lang Xianghun's eyes: "Such a humble iron man, why do you think I need to know him?"

Lingyu said: "Because he is the most powerful perfumer I have ever seen. The spice he has refined is incredibly delicious. The gift I bring to you this time is a spice he refined. , After you see it, you will know why I said you need to know him. "

Another strange light flashed in Lang Xianghun's cyan eyes: "Come on, open and see."

"Wujing, take out the spice you have refined and taste it for the Lord God." Lingyu said.

"Yes." Ning Tao responded obediently, and then placed the Shenmu gift box on the ground, carefully opening the box.

The box is filled with a small white porcelain bottle, which is lined with blue petals. Don't have a sense of high-end atmosphere.

Packaging is important.

Ning Tao compared to a pinch finger, carefully grasped the small porcelain bottle's body and picked it up, but instead of removing the stopper, he held it over his head with both hands.

Lang Xianghun stood up and was about to go to Ning Tao, and suddenly remembered something, she sat down again, and then looked at the sashimi still kneeling on the ground.

The sashimi followed, and strode to Ning Tao's side and took away the small porcelain bottle. Then he wiped the small porcelain bottle on Ning Tao's body and blew it with his mouth. The small porcelain bottle was taken to the chair, and handed it to Lang Xianghun.

Lang Xianghun hesitated for a moment. It seemed that he still disapproved that the small porcelain bottle was not clean enough, but he couldn't help being curious about the spices in the bottle, and finally reached out and took away the small porcelain bottle.

wave!

The cap of the small porcelain bottle is opened.

A mysterious scent diffused from the small porcelain bottle.

With a scent of nose, Lang Xianghun froze, and his eyes were instantly confused.

Not only Lang Xianghun, but even Zhongfu's sashimi reacted in the same way. The response was significantly slower, and his eyes were blurred.

Such a reaction is rare on the mountain, but it is very common in the fairyland, isn't it just a state of drinking and drinking?

However, there is no wine on the mountain, and there is no soil for wine culture. It's true that half-man, half-machine iron people don't need wine, and **** people without real body don't need wine, so who is drunk again? No one is drunk, and naturally no one knows what it feels like to be drunk.

"This, what kind of spice is this? It's so magical!" Long Xianghun finally returned to God, but his eyes became more and more grainy.

Ning Tao smiled lightly: "This spice is called Drunk Soul."

"Drunk Xianghun?" Lang Xianghun read it out, and she was curious about the name.

Ning Tao laughed and said nothing, what a drunk incense soul, this spice is nothing but the spice that he used the fox immortal stored in the Japanese gourd, and added some wild flowers in the mountain. There is no fox spirit on this mountain, and no one knows what fox fairy wine is. He uses it to pretend to have no pressure.

As a result, he was very successful in pretend to be very beautiful.

Lang Xianghun didn't care that Ning Tao didn't explain why she took such a name, and the feeling of Weiming became more and more obvious. She couldn't help putting her nose into the mouth of the small porcelain bottle.

Sniffed.

boom!

Happily feeling the tide generally hit her brain, she suddenly grew her mouth, and the reaction at that moment was like hey medicine, the climax, and the whole person was broken.

who am I?

Why am I here?

I am the God who created everything in the universe. I should sit on the granite at the end of the universe and think about my life. It would be boring to be with you silly people!

I just have a thought, everything is born!

I just thought about it, flowers bloom!

I thought about it casually, and the sea would push the tide for me!

I thought about it casually, all the handsome guys in the universe kneeled in front of me and stretched out my tongue!

Ah ha ha!

Hahaha ...

Boom!

Xiu's shallow sashimi couldn't withstand the magic of the concentrated essence of fox fairy wine, and threw himself to the ground, but even on the ground, his face still had a very happy smile on his face.

"This, this ... I never ... hahaha ..." Lang Xianghun was a little drunk.

It is a pity that the drunk incense soul in the small porcelain bottle is only a little bit.

The medicinal power of fox fairy wine began to weaken, and the feeling of happiness also changed from high tide to ebb, and Lang Xianghun immediately felt that he had lost everything, and his heart was empty.

All this Ning Tao saw in his eyes, his heart secretly said: "Pretend to be a noble maiden, a drop of my fox fairy wine will make you look like you. A woman with a small bell, see how you escape from the palm of your grandfather. "

"Why isn't it?" Lang Xianghun couldn't be reconciled. She put the small porcelain jar under her eyelids and pushed it in. It was really gone.

The drunk incense soul in the bottle is not a solid, but a liquid-concentrated crystal, but only a small one, it will volatilize quickly when it encounters air, but there is a little amber trace left on the bottom of the bottle.

Ning Tao then said, "If you return to the Lord, the drunk incense soul is very difficult to make, and the little people will make it a little overnight. The people are not sure that God will make the adults like it, so there is not much. Refining. If God pleases adults, the people will go home and refine them a little bit, and then send them to God.

"Where does your family live?" Lang Xianghun couldn't wait to ask.

Ning Tao replied: "Not far away, go out of Ximen, and you will be more than a thousand miles westward."

Long Xianghun: "..."

Lingyu's mouth couldn't hide a smile.

How could her **** be so nonsense, nothing like that.

Ouch, blasphemy, blasphemy, remorse.

Ning Tao asked in return: "God makes you ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Do you like the drunk incense soul made by Xiaomin?"

Lang Xianghun said: "Nonsense, of course I like it, don't go back to your hometown, just stay with me and make drunk incense for me."

"This ..." Ning Tao glanced at Lingyu falsely.

Lingyu performed according to the script, and her face showed a distressed look.

Lang Xianghun said: "Girl Lingyu, give me your servant, no matter what conditions you have, I will satisfy you."

Lingyu sighed: "Well, who makes us friends, I will give you Sha Wujing. I have no conditions, I just want to stay with you for a few days, I wonder if it is okay?"

"Of course you can." Lang Xianghun agreed without even thinking about it.

The werewolf plan was initially completed.

The woman who led the wolf into the room was completely ignorant of what kind of plague **** she had left at home.