Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant

"Maybe what I dreamt in my dreams," Rowe told defending. "I seemed to be dreaming at the time."

"In the dream of the son, is there a man called A ugly?"

"Maybe it, or how can I shout?" Luo Wei spread his hands. "If I call a girl's name, I have to ask me, this ugly, what can I ask?"

"The son still dreamed of the girl?"

"How come?" Luo Wei looked at the defending look seriously, and felt that deceiving an honest man would really make people feel uncomfortable. "Is there a flaw?"

Wei Wei smiled and touched Luo Wei's hand outside the house, still warm, he was relieved. In the words of Rowe, most of the defendings are letters, and Rowe said that this ugly may be an insignificant person in the dream. The defending has never asked again since then.

The seven sons sent the medicine. After entering the room, they placed the medicine bowl directly in the defending hand. Then they were afraid that Luo Wei would talk to him. After calling Luo Wei’s son, he fled and seemed to have gone. .

"I came by myself," Rowe took the medicine bowl from the defending hand and drank it in a few mouthfuls.

Wei Weiguang smelled the medicinal taste and suffered bitterness in his mouth. He did not know how Luo Wei could drink this bowl of bitter medicine without changing his color.

"Where are you going?" After Luo Wei watched the defending cockroaches put the medicine bowl on the table, he would open the door and ask.

"I'm going to get some candied fruit," said the defending champion. "There is no room."

"I am not a child," Rowe said. "I don't like sweets."

The defending champion had to pour a glass of water to give him a mouthful and said: "The son, isn't the medicine bitter?"

"Bitter," said Rowe. "But I also want to get better soon."

"The son can think so," said the defending champion. "The lady said that the masters are invited to do the buddha, and the son will be transshipped. It seems to be true."

"How do you say this?"

"The son wakes up this time and looks more happy than in the past."

Luo Wei took a shot of the empty space next to him and said to the defending champion: "Let me stay for a while."

"I am iced," said the defender. "The son can't be cold."

"Let me hold it," Rovi whispered.

The defending side lay on the side of Rowe, but did not let Luo Wei put his hand out of the bed.

"How do I hold this?" Rowe asked.

The defending team took Luo Wei together with the quilt and took it into his arms. "The son is still going to raise the body soon, and don't scare away again."

Luo Wei gently "hmm", but also lived the ugly, did not go to the last moment of life, the ugly, did not suffer all the pain of the ugly, this is really a lucky thing. Luo Weiqing was fortunate to be alive, he would think of going to Kirin Mountain Villa. Fortunately, when the defending hand reached out to him, he did not walk away. Fortunately, he could cure the wound of the defending, broke his drug addiction, and thanked him. It’s always good for defending, not a bit of falsehood. "Thank you," Rowe whispered to the defender.

"What do you thank me for?" asked Wei Wei.

"Thank you for staying with me."

"Even if there is no defending," the defending champion said with some funny words: "There will be many people who will accompany the son."

Rowe's head was buried in the defending chest, and the defending body was stained with the smell of medicine in his house. It was no longer the fragrance of the herbs, but the bitter taste of the soup. What he really wants to thank is that the defending champion extended his hand to him, so they did not miss it. The defending will not be poisoned again, will not be expelled by Qilin Mountain Villa, will not be begging all the way to Xuanzhou, just thinking that the leaves can be returned to the roots, so there will be no more ugliness in this world, just like this world will not There was the same sin slave.

"Nineteen of them are also very grateful to the son," the defending chin squatted in Rowe's hair. "The son of the son scared them that day."

"Are they still in the house?"

"If they don't have a son, they don't dare leave the house."

“Is that scary?” Rowe smiled a few times. “I want to keep them around and listen, do you think?”

The defending champion seriously said: "The martial arts of the 19th is the best, but his age is also the biggest among us. How can the body be raised, and the old disease will be left behind."

“Xiaoyi Yaozhuang said that they are all healed,” said Luo Weidao. “How is the disease of 19 not good yet?”

"Okay is good, but the martial arts of the 19th brother is no more than before," Wei Wei said in his words to Luo Weidao: "I think the 19th brother is also afraid that the son does not need him."

"You are telling him?" Rowe asked, the defending pillow is really not a bit of a standard.

"Nineteen brothers may have made a little resort at Xiaoyi Yaozhuang, so that people in Yaozhuang thought he was fine."

"The drug addiction on his body has not been removed?" Luo Wei asked immediately.

"No," said the defender. "It’s just that the internal force is retreating."

"There is nothing," Luo Wei said. "Since it is your nineteenth brother, let him do something in the government. If he is happy, he will do nothing."

"The nineteen brothers will not be safe."

"Then I asked him to copy the book for me," Luo Wei thought for a long time before he took such a sentence.

This time it was the turn of the defending and did not speak for a long time.

"How?" Rowe asked.

"That still makes him do nothing," the defending imagining does not look like nine pens.

"Do not worry," Rowe said to the defender: "Everything will be fine."

When Rowe spoke in the arms of the defending, he was trapped again and slept. This sleep made the defending tense nervous, and several people from Wei Tai doctor shouted in.

"No problem," Wei Tai said after watching Luo Wei, said to the defending: "The son only took the medicine, and this time the medicine came up."

The seven sons said: "My son has slept for so long, do you want him to sleep?"

"The weak body is going to sleep," Wei Tai doctor almost lost his demeanor, and the little slave who rushed to the seven sons turned his eyes.

"You are a little bit!" Little let the seven sons shut up. "What if you wake up the son?"

"Go out all," Wei Tai doctor rushed out, and the little scorpion was no smaller than the seven.

After a noisy room, there was only one defending man who stayed with Luo Wei. The defending man sat down on the side of the bed and followed Rovi's sleepy hair with his hand. Luo Wei would like to thank him for accompanying this person for a lifetime. Perhaps he could not satisfy his defending.

The general manager of Changming Temple, Zhao Fu, Feng Xingwu’s will ran to see Luo Wei, listening to Wei Tai’s doctor saying that Luo Wei had fallen asleep and did not enter the inner room. He only stood in the outer room and asked Wei Tai to write a medical case. Let him go to Xingwu Emperor.

Wei Taiyi took the initiative and wrote a medical case at the desk. Other doctors stood on the side and watched from time to time, letting Wei Tai doctor add a few words to them. Wei Tai doctor felt tired when he wrote this medical case. He felt that if he continued this way, Luo Wei’s illness was good, and he had to live for many years.

Zhao Fu and Luo Zhiqiu went to the ear room in Luo Weiyuan. They took a long brocade box from the little **** behind him. They said to Luo Zhiqiu: "The gods, today the two descendants of the temple come back to see you, The second Highness has already arrived in Yuezhou. This is the hundred years of snow ginseng found on the road by the Second Highness, and it is used to make up the body of the Sangongzi. After the majesty of the palace, the slaves are brought to the Sangongzi.