Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  He will do whatever it takes to survive.

  Live to get the most wonderful happiness in the world.

   Speaking up, Bai Qingyun didn't hold back any more. He moved directly to the yard and put up a screen in the yard. Developing medicine.

  Baitang didn't bother him either, most of the time. They were all sitting quietly with each other, doing their own things, but not at all unnatural.

   It took three months for Baitang to recover from his injury. Bai Qingyun's medicine was also ready.

   Slept and had a dream.

  The previous memory will come back.

  Bai Qingyun took a lot of banknotes and gave her, and gave her a pulse.

"Miss Bai, you are a woman. Don't practice the Vajra Immortal Kungfu anymore. You must take these two prescriptions all the time, and you can't stop. You have to fry a pair every day. On the back are the precautions for making pills. Inside the bottle is a Monthly amount. If you take it for one year, your veins will no longer hurt, and if you take it for two years, it will be regarded as 80% recuperated."

  Bai Qingyun was suddenly a little worried. If Baitang didn't listen to the persuasion and insisted on continuing to practice this kung fu, don't ask someone to cry when he is still alive but Baitang is gone three years later.

  Baitang put away these things: "Practicing this thing is also a no-brainer, otherwise how will you survive after jumping off the cliff."

  Father's fancy friendship ended up killing him.

  Although she was prepared, she couldn't withstand the internal strength of the family for decades, so she had to plan to leave the seeds of the Bai family.

   Raising the whip and riding the horse, she will avenge Chongyan Palace.

   After walking a few miles, Mu Si blocked the way. Mu Si was stiff and unhappy: "Go back!"

  Baitang pulled the rein: "Bai Qingyun sent me away, why are you stopping me?"

  Mu Si: "Do you think I want to stop you? Don't you know how good the young master treats you? The young master's time is numbered, please, accompany him to the last journey."

  Baitang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you have a special liking for him? I'm leaving, you stay by his side, and you will become a special person in his life."

  Mu Si was not moved: "I only hope that the young master can be happy... Miss Bai, you are very lucky, unlike us who can't see the light. The young master only looks like a warm person when you are around. Go back."

  Baitang's attitude was very firm: "No reply."

  Mu put four swords across his neck: "If you don't go back, I will commit suicide."

  Baitang snorted softly: "Miss Mu, I respect your feelings for Bai Qingyun, and at the same time, I hate your current behavior. Will you kill me?"

   "What do you think you are with me?"

   "Even if you die in front of me, I will not go back."

   "Miss Mu Si, you have to think about it carefully. If you die, how many people in Cichen Palace will go from ready to move to take action?"

  Baitang raised his whip, and rode his horse around Mu Si.

  Mu Si watched one person and one horse leave, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

   Suddenly envious of Baitang.

  She can leave as soon as she says, but feelings cannot keep her.

  After going back, the scene Mu Si thought did not happen.

  Bai Qingyun was very calm, but moved into Baitang's recuperating room, and all kinds of books on medicine and drugs were moved in.

  There is a letter under the pillow.

   A location is written.

  Bai Qingyun's physical condition seems to be better, at least his face is bloody, and he is not so sick anymore.

  Because Bai Qingyun told her all the major events in the world every day, Baitang was no stranger when he went back.

  She directly harmed the people in Chongyan Palace, she is very clear. Wang Shuke, father's friend, had an accident ten days ago, and none of his wife, children or children survived.