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Romance ET, the fastest update of the god doctor phoenix: tsundere tyrant, strong pet! Latest Chapter! However, his gaze at Feng Wu was not friendly.

Because he felt that Feng Wu was blaspheming this question, and she was filling it in indiscriminately.

"I'll send it to your lord." Chao Ge urged.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Fengwu's gourd, Chao Ge had always been full of confidence in Fengwu.

Steward Fang frowned.

He received so many people who came to buy a house, only the girl in front of him was waving and scribbling, and the others were very serious and cautious.

Thinking of this, Steward Fang's perception of Feng Wu became more and more bad.

So, he sent Feng Wu: "The things will be sent to the master when they come back, you go back and wait for the news first." ”

And at this moment, inside the Fang Mansion.

Fang Ge Lao and Wu Daoren knelt opposite each other, their backs straight, and their eyes were serene.

In the middle of them is a log-colored table.

On the desk, a white porcelain-like wind bottle stood quietly.

Master Bian knelt beside Wu Daoren, and there was also a young man kneeling beside Old Fang Ge.

The young man has a handsome face and is extraordinary, and at a glance he knows that he is a child of the family, and he is one of the leaders.

If Feng Wu was there, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, it was actually Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi was very respectful to Fang Ge Lao, because Fang Ge Lao was his grandfather.

Fang Ge Lao's attention was not on Xuan Yi, but on Wu Daoren.

And Wu Daoren's attention was all focused on the listening bottle on the log color table.

At this moment, he listened attentively and looked peaceful.

After a while, Wu Daoren slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were wise and clear.

"A good meditation array, making people feel as if they are in the world of spring flowers, wandering in the sea of flowers, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, making people restrain anger and calm their minds, this formation is definitely above the master level, and there may be more than that."

The most important thing is that this meditation array is especially suitable for Wu Dao people who are prone to irritability.

Over the years, Wu Daoren has never been able to be promoted to the imperial level, because his temper is too irritable.

"Can Elder Fang Ge cut his love?" Wu Daoren asked.

And at this moment, the face of Master Bian beside Wu Daoren changed instantly!

Originally, after coming in, when he saw this wise old man, Master Bian had already begun to break out in cold sweat on his forehead, but now he heard his own teacher praise this wind bottle, and Master Bian began to break out in a cold sweat on his back.

Sure enough, Fang Ge Lao glanced at it lightly: "Do you like it?" ”

"Brother Fang, don't you understand me? My temper is too easy to be irritable, if I have this meditation array of listening to the wind bottle, maybe I can be promoted to the imperial level. ”

Wu Daoren, who was high in front of people, could only regard himself as a junior brother in front of Fang Ge Lao, he smiled bitterly and hugged his fists and said: "Brother Fang, the younger brother was offended a lot in the past, you have a lot of adults, and you have a lot of tolerance, just let me listen to the wind bottle?" ”

Fang Ge always seemed to smile, but did not speak.

"Brother Fang, otherwise, you know what kind of collection I have there, why don't you choose one and exchange it with this wind bottle?"

It's not that the formation in the wind bottle is clever, but the formation inside is delicate and complex, which is worth studying, and it is just right for Wu Daoren.

It's hard to buy a favorite.

Fang Ge Lao's wise eyes swept over Master Bian's face, and he said lightly: "This listening to the wind bottle is yours." ”

"Huh?" A look of surprise appeared in Wu Daoren's eyes: "Mine? No way? How did I not know? ”

Master Bian had already begun to break out in a cold sweat.

ps: Good night to sleep