Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

He extravagantly hopes that Luo Zhiyu can always be by his side, laughing and talking before flowers, and serving tea under the moon.He was afraid that he was used to this chattering person wandering around him.

Maybe he couldn't bear it, no one was pestering him anymore.

But at the same time, he also told himself at any time that if someone really liked him because of the benevolence of the doctor and wanted to heal himself, he would admit it.If one day, Luo Zhiyu disappears in his life, he will definitely be able to face the lonely and clean Fang Feijin again.It must be possible, living alone in Gumengyin with endless memories and endless pain.

If there is a day when there is a real difference, it is right to regard myself as having the best dream of my life.

"Why didn't you talk? I was too noisy just now, didn't I embarrass Mo's? Then I'll pay attention next time, you don't get angry, okay?" Luo Zhiyu pressed his forehead, admitting his mistake and coaxing .

"Ah Luo, if one day you want to leave, don't tell me." Just let me wake up like a dream, and hide you in my memory.

"Why... so serious, why should I leave? I will take you with me when I leave, take you back to Penglai, and let you enjoy the sea and eat crabs every day!"

"Just with me..."

"Only with you~"

Mo Wenshuang still felt that Shen Wulan had lumps.

The Fallen Realm is not surrounded by enchantments, and the coldness of winter penetrates the room.Zhuang's disciple sent over a stove, but Luo Zhiyu disliked that the dignified No. [-] Immortal Sect was so stingy, so he should buy more stoves.In this way, Mo Wenshuang's hands would not remain icy.

After dinner, Zhuang Chengfei gathered all the sect masters who came to participate in the competition, arranged the order of the competition, and explained the things that need to be paid attention to.He also purposely used a tone that is neither yin nor yang nor yang, hurting a few words about the He family and the little immortal sects who supported the He family.

Mo Wenxue noticed that He Xiao's reaction was very calm and disdainful.It's very different from the stiff and embarrassing when I came to the wedding banquet before.It seems that he is quite confident about this competition.

I hope... He Xiao's result won't be too miserable.he thought to himself.

Hearing Zhuang Chengfei finish the rules of the competition, and hearing him bragging about the Zhuang family, and many others who looked down on other immortal sects.The palm masters dared not speak out, they all held back their energy and planned to show their faces on the day of the competition, so that he could also see their own abilities, and they were proud every day, but they didn't know where the confidence came from.

However, there are also people who are easy to flirt with, deliberately flattering, and exaggerating along with their rhetoric.It's nothing more than wanting to be "taken care of" a lot during the competition.

In the middle of the night, Luo Zhiyu went to find Yuan Tong.It happened that Meng Qi also went to look for him.

Ever since he knew that Mo Wenshuang had lost his family because of saving him, and had lived in pain for so many years, he had unconsciously developed a kind of resistance and disgust towards Meng Qi.

Moreover, back then, he beat Mo Wenshuang.People save you, people's parents save your father, and you still beat your benefactor.

hateful!

Faced with Meng Qi, the master, who took the initiative to smile and show his favor, Luo Zhiyu frowned and ignored him, and rushed into Xiaowujiao before him.

"Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry to disturb you late at night."

Yuan Tong was sitting on the stone table in the yard, filling two glasses of wine.He made an appointment with Meng Qi to have a few drinks tonight.Also, he thought, let the Meng Clan's Immortal Sect - Changtian Realm, rank higher in this competition.

"Master Luo?" Yuan Tong's tone was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Luo Zhiyu to come.Looking at the two glasses of wine on the table, he hurriedly said, "It's such a coincidence, come and sit with me, and I'll get you another glass."

"No need, Mr. Yuan." He glanced back at Meng Qi, who was still very polite, and understood that the two had an appointment.I really don't understand why the relationship between him and Yuan Tong has improved so much.By the way, he also had a little emotion for Yuan Tong.

"Mr. Yuan, Master Fengxue asked me to come here this time to thank you for your help." As he spoke, he formed a sword with a fairy spirit and presented it, "Our Mo family is not the main sword cultivator , but sword casting is not too bad. I have been to Feiling Realm several times, but I have not seen Mr. Yuan with a sword, so the two masters decided to make this sword by themselves, and asked me to send it as a token of gratitude. "

"Too polite, too polite, ashamed to accept it, ashamed to accept it!" Yuan Tong's face under the veil was very ugly, with helplessness in his eyes, how could he bear this sword?

"Wen Shuang, ah, Mr. Shuang's situation has improved a lot. Thank you..." He glanced at Meng Qi, afraid that he would find it strange to call Master Zhang by his name directly, and he didn't want to directly say Yuan Tong's name. There were worms in Mo Wenshuang's body.

"It should be, it should be." Yuan Tong took over the words appropriately, "How is your progress? How is he recently?"

Luo Zhiyu thought about it and smiled: "Mr. Yuan, you really care about our master."

But why does he care so much?

"Did something happen?" Meng Qi asked.

"You should be very clear about his situation. Don't you want to go to Fangfei to see him every year? What else can he do?" Luo Zhiyu couldn't help but lose his temper.

If it wasn't because of you, the Meng family, how could the Mo family have suffered so much!

The polite smile that had been hanging on Meng Qi's face froze for a moment. He deserved to talk too much. He didn't think much about Mo Wenshuang's situation all the time.He thought Luo Zhiyu was able to thank Yuan Tong because Mo Wenshuang felt unwell and was healed by Yuan Tong.He didn't know that Luo Zhiyu was also a doctor.

"sorry, I…"

"You don't need to apologize, Mr. Shuang, I probably don't remember you for a long time. I also hope that you don't try to meet him. There are many things, just forget them slowly!" Luo Zhiyu handed the sword to Yuan Tong, and leave.

"Mr. Luo, it's just the opposite. You don't understand, he has to open Meng Qi's barrier."

Luo Zhiyu paused and bit his lip, why didn't he know?But he just couldn't get angry, he felt sorry for Mo Wenshuang, God knows, how difficult it would be for the two of them to meet and untangle the things that happened in the past one by one?How painful?

But isn't this what he has been guiding Mo Wenshuang to do?Facing Meng Qi, he couldn't help being emotional, and he didn't want to mention how difficult it would be for the person involved to accept and face?

It was so painful, he rubbed his heart.Ignoring Yuan Tong crossing the threshold.

In the corner of dawn mist, Meng Qi lowered his head, feeling a little lonely and puzzled. He looked at the pebbles under his feet under the moonlight, and asked, "Mr. Shi... who told you?"

"..." Yuan Tong was eager to persuade Luo Zhiyu, and blurted out the words.Regarding Meng Qi's question, he didn't want to lie, but now is not the time to tell him.

"The tragedy of that year is not a secret in all the immortal sects, but it has been too long, and many people will not mention it. I have been in the Zhuang family for ten years, and I have heard about it. Just now... I didn't mean to hurt you..."

"Mr. Yuan didn't hurt me. It's true. If I don't get Mo Wenshuang's forgiveness in this life, I'm afraid, I won't feel at ease all day long. I just, I didn't expect that Mr. Yuan always knew that I was the culprit who harmed others. She is still willing to confide in me and treat her as a confidant... I... I feel that I really don't deserve to be appreciated."

"Qi'er...don't think so. He will forgive you, and I'm working hard."

"Qi'er? It's been a long time since anyone called me that...except my father...and Uncle Huo, who would call me that. "

"Uncle Huo..."

"He treated me very well, even better than my father. But later, he disappeared with my father's body. My mother told me that Uncle Huo was not a good person...but I didn't believe it. He was the one who took me away in Feiling Realm and dad..."

"Qi'er, if you like to hear it, I'll call you that from now on. I'm almost old enough to be you...to be your father."

"Mr. Yuan, you make me feel very comfortable and familiar. Can I see your face?"

Yuan Tong supported the veil and shook his head, "One day, you will see it. Soon, soon. This competition...God help me."

He waved to Meng Qi: "Come on, let's have a few drinks first, I have something to tell you."

Meng Qi sat down, raised his glass first, and said, "Listen carefully."

After talking for a while, Meng Qi opened his eyes wide: "This is a violation of the rules? If someone sees it, wouldn't it be..."

"No, I will do it seamlessly, don't worry. The affairs of Yao's female disciple and Duan Ranqing's affairs have not been all right so far, and there will be no accidents. This competition, Changtian Realm, must win the No. 3."

"Third? What do you mean?"

"The Mo clan in the Mianwu Realm should have been the first, and everyone knows it. The Duan clan in the Lingqi Realm is second, so there is no dispute. The reason why the He clan provoked this incident is to break the reputation of the Zhuang clan. The bullying Xiaozongs are just venting their anger. Zhuang Chengfei sent someone to inquire about their strength in the Escape Realm early in the morning, so don't take it seriously. If the Zhuang family goes down tomorrow, it can only be you who can replace the third Xianzong .”

This is the greatest wish in Meng Qi's heart. Fifteen years ago, the Zhuang family was still a humble Xiaozong.And the Meng family, when there was no ranking in the hundred schools list, was elected as the third.

How beautiful was it then?How many people flocked to him to study with a teacher, but once his father fell into a demon... his family was destroyed... After 15 years of decline, he finally got better.Meng Qi will never forget the hardships during this period.

If one day, his Changtian Realm can regain the position of the third immortal sect in the world, he will feel that he is worthy of his dead father and the Meng family's immortal sect he founded.

Yuan Tong seems to know himself very well.Whenever he wants to do, he can do it in advance.He touched his body subconsciously, didn't he?When did he worm himself?Can you know your own mind?

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Meng Qi made a smart move.Some became defensive, "Why did Mr. Yuan help me? Just because we met several times, and each time we talked very happily?"

Friends at the wine table, don't bother to help rebuild the glory and win what the Meng family should have.

"Qi'er..." How should I tell you?It's all my fault that you've been through?And... Mohs...

"I can only tell you that I have a grudge in my heart. I have been a customer of the Zhuang family for ten years, relying on his trust and having the space to do my own thing. I am waiting for the time to mature, and that matter will be successful soon. When the time comes, I will tell you everything in detail. Now, just trust me."

Meng Qi couldn't quite believe him.For no reason, how can I help you wholeheartedly?The Zhuang family trusted him so much, why would he beat him up?What kind of hatred does this person have?He has always had a bad attitude towards Zhuang Chengfei and never shy away from him. Is it true or is it intentional?

No, Zhuang Chengfei deliberately let him approach him to confuse him.After all, in Zhuang Chengfei's eyes, the Meng family has been stabbing all the time, so it's impossible for him not to be worried, and I, Meng Qi, will not care about killing my father with him.

Yuan Tong saw the wariness in Meng Qi's eyes, and suddenly felt sad.

"Meng Qi, Master Meng," he held up three fingers, solemnly, "I assure God that every word I say will treat you sincerely. Many years ago, I received your father's kindness, and now it's time to repay you." .”

"My father's favor? Do you know my father?" Meng Qi searched carefully in his mind for the people his father had helped during his lifetime. There were very few people, and there was no one named Yuan Tong.

"The great favor has changed my life. I will remember it in my heart. I am grateful to Dade! I'm afraid I can't understand his affection. Then, returning it to you will also make me feel at ease."

What Yuan Tong said was very sincere. In order to express his sincerity, he bit his finger, dripped it into the wine glass, and drank three glasses in a row, "There is absolutely no lie!"