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People in this world gain the same amount of years through cultivation. Time is like money. No one will feel that they live a long time, especially those in high positions. They are very passionate about life. .

However, birth, old age, sickness and death, the laws of nature cannot be violated. After a long period of time, disease has become the biggest threat to people's lives. Even bullies and bandits will not easily provoke doctors, because no one can guarantee that there will be no minor disasters and serious illnesses. Being kind to doctors on weekdays is also kind to yourself in the future.

Naturally, Fu Dongfeng is no exception. He is used to wandering the rivers and lakes, so of course he respects people like doctors even more. Hearing Qiuman say that he is a doctor, the way he looks at people changes instantly. The wine glass that was just filled in front of him said, "Brother Qiuman is actually a doctor! Disrespect and disrespect, let me offer Brother Qiuman a glass first to express my apology."

"Where is that, Mr. Fu is polite." Qiu Man responded with a toast. His appearance is hard to make people think of the word doctor. It is completely out of touch with elegance. It is more credible to say that he is a martial arts general. However, his medical skills are one of the best, and he really clearly explained the saying "a person should not be judged by his appearance".

Fu Dongfeng drank a cup, and said in a loud voice: "From this point of view, brother Shang is really surrounded by hidden dragons and crouching tigers!" Isn't it true, he is a good friend with Jun Shao of Yunhuanlu, and a Taoist relationship with the young master of Chicheng, Now there is another doctor popping up beside him, really brightening the eyes of the blind.

"Thank you." Di Shang raised his wine glass and took a sip. He still didn't dislike Fu Dongfeng's temperament. In short, at the beginning, it's better not to make enemies for those who are uncertain. He habitually cheered Feng Yu first. Picking up some food with chopsticks, he finally asked what he had been feeling depressed about, "I don't think the reason why Brother Fu rescued Pei Feng is not simple, I wonder if I can explain it."

Fu Dongfeng paused when he was drinking. He knew that he had concealed something not long ago, but he didn't expect to be seen through so quickly. He put down his glass and faced Di Shang without intending to make jokes. "It's also the old man's idea to save Yezong this time. Pei Feng's nature is not bad, but he just encountered evil."

"Evil?" Feng Yuhuan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "What is that?"

Fu Dongfeng looked at the table and said solemnly, "To put it simply, that person named Shang Qingye is not actually a human being."

As soon as these words came out, Di Shang and Feng Yuhuan were both stunned for a moment, but Qiu Man nodded and said firmly: "It's a monster."

It seems that he should have suspected it a long time ago, Fu Dongfeng looked at Qiuman with admiration, "That's right, how did Doctor Qiu see it?"

Unexpectedly, I would have to talk about the cause and effect of my casual answer, Qiu Man coughed lightly, and pretended to analyze carefully: "The poison he used is unusual, and there are many kinds, so many kinds of poisons will cost a lot of time to produce. Rare treasures, besides, Shang Qingye has loved this Dao since childhood, a not-so-big sect may not be able to afford such expenses."

"You still know this?" Di Shang raised his eyebrows in surprise. He always thought that Qiu Man was a closed caveman, but he didn't expect him to know so much about the development of the sect.

Qiuman rubbed his nose, and was a bit embarrassed to explain, "I didn't know at first, so I asked Miss Luo." As soon as he mentioned Luo Qingrou, Di Shang understood clearly. Maybe he said everything about what he didn't have while he was competing.

Seeing that few people had nothing to ask, Qiu Man thought for a while, and then said: "Although the poison of ice cicada is not a rare poison, it cannot be refined by humans. It is the secretion of the snow lizard's own saliva. , highly poisonous, but once more than half a stick of incense is removed from the body, its toxicity will slowly dissipate. I observed a few days ago that the ice chandelier on Shangqing Yeyin Needle killed a monk on the spot. It can be seen that those few The poison on the silver needle is fresh."

He deliberately strengthened the sound of "person", the meaning of the reminder is already very obvious, it is hard work to speak so earnestly, but he can't just say that he felt the same kind of spiritual power fluctuations, wouldn't that be selling himself ...

"You mean, he's... a snow lizard..." Di Shang felt a chill in his heart. In his last life, he was devastated by Zell's theism, and he had begun to believe that there were some foxes, cats, and snakes in this world. Waited, but the first time I met him was a lizard spirit... Thinking about the relationship between the snow lizard and Pei Feng as a Taoist couple, heh, the world is so big, there are so many wonders.

Feng Yuhuan also had a chill on his back. He silently turned the chopsticks extended towards the braised duck tongue to the lotus root slices in fruit vinegar, picked up a small slice, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then swallowed it. Suppressing the slight nausea on his chest, thinking that he had fought against a lizard so many times, he pursed his lower lip, and finally said nothing.

Di Shang noticed the discomfort of his sweetheart at a glance, he stretched out his hand to caress Feng Yuhuan's back, and was about to say something to comfort him, but Fu Dongfeng on the opposite side suddenly laughed happily, "I didn't know how to deal with it before. , since it's a snow lizard, just roast it and eat it, that guy's meat is quite delicious."

"..."

After a meal, Feng Yuhuan's chopsticks didn't move much, Di Shang looked distressed, so he deliberately pulled someone to open a small stove at night, went to the shop outside and ordered two wontons, and the two ate it in front of each other stand up.

Di Shang was full in the afternoon, and he was not very hungry at this time. He took a few sips of the soup and stopped eating. On that night eight years ago, it was this person in front of him who sipped a bowl of vegetarian noodle soup on Yelu's head, and held his heart even tighter.

"Why don't you eat?" Feng Yuhuan unhurriedly cleaned up what was in his bowl, but when he raised his head, he saw that what was in Dishang's bowl was barely moving, and he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Di Shang took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth for him, then said with a light smile, "As the saying goes, beautiful food is delicious, and I'm already full just watching Huan'er eat."

Feng Yuhuan has long been used to Di Shang's teasing him from time to time, she tilted her head to avoid his hand, and didn't pay much attention to it, "If you are not hungry, give it to me." He was When I was growing up, I naturally ate more, and I was hungry for a meal in the afternoon, and the amount of wonton noodles was small, so Feng Yuhuan was rarely full, so he stretched out his hand to pull Di Shang's bowl over and opened have eaten.

Seeing his uncommon gluttony, Di Shang was distressed and funny at the same time, he didn't move his hands, but couldn't help reminding him kindly, "I've used that bowl before."

Feng Yuhuan raised her face when she heard the words, carefully swallowed the food in her mouth, and replied directly: "It's okay, the bowls here are naturally used by many people, my brother said that if you are outside, you don't have to be so restrictive."

As soon as these words came out, there was a thunderbolt in Di Shang's mind, and he suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth. Why didn't he think about this question? How many people have used this bowl? ah!To let his baby be in such "intimate contact"...

Seeing that Feng Yuhuan was about to drink soup with a spoon, Di Shang's hairs stood on end, he pulled him up without any explanation, and patted the creases on his shirt intimately, "Don't eat, Eating too much accumulated food at night is uncomfortable, let's go for a walk to eliminate food."

"But I'm not full yet..." Feng Yuhuan followed without knowing why, while looking back anxiously at the half bowl of wontons left on the table.

Di Shang was ruthless and pulled the man back, coaxing with a soft voice, "Be obedient, go back and ask the small kitchen to make some snacks for you, you won't feel full after eating that." Therefore, only Di Shang can take it for granted that this obviously contradictory statement can be said.

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Because of the Martial Spirit Association, the usually bustling night market was sparsely populated at this time. Di Shang took Feng Yuhuan for a walk, and after a while, he wandered to the other side of Qinghu Lake. On one side, all the small boats and boats on the lake were concentrated on the east side to see the occupancy, so there is only one side of the lake with microwaves, which is swaying quietly without a trace of sound, which is somewhat soothing.

Di Shang took a breath slowly, ten years had passed in the blink of an eye, he had lived in this other world for ten years, what happened in the last life of the Di family seemed like a world away, he almost regarded himself as someone from this side Now, there is someone he likes by his side now... Di Shang sometimes wonders, why go back?What is there to commemorate about that cold Emperor's House...

"Shang...Shang?"

Di Shang suddenly heard Feng Yuhuan's voice, and suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the lightly waving hand in front of his face, couldn't help but blinked, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Huan'er."

Feng Yuhuan opened his mouth and said something, but Di Shang didn't hear clearly, just about to ask, suddenly he felt the world spinning around in front of his eyes, and even his consciousness was a little hazy...

His heart skipped a beat, he hastily closed his eyes and shook his head, when he opened them again, there was no such cool and elegant person in front of him, the place he was in was exactly what he went to before he came to this world ten years ago... ring space".

And not far away, the tall figure in the dragon-patterned black robe standing with his hands behind his back, who else could it be if it wasn't Emperor Chong...

Di Shang was stunned for a moment, looked left and right, and then tentatively called out: "Old Antique?"

The back of the Xuanyi slowly turned around, revealing a face almost similar to Di Shang's, and a pair of sharp but slightly vicissitude-filled phoenix eyes swept Di Shang's body, bringing a trace of the other party's invisibility. Knowing how to remember, he walked over slowly, speaking without any ups and downs,

"From this point of view, my son will be like this when he grows up..."