When Dusty Feng saw Fan Lingshu, he nodded very politely and smiled: "Miss Mu, we meet again." ”

Van Lingshu also smiled reservedly.

Let's stir up the situation again, okay, you are a bad word, you and I are destined to fight each other, right?

Luo Ci glanced faintly in her direction, then sat down, and Dusty Feng hurriedly said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, let the master take the pulse for you." ”

Shen Mingxiu stretched out his hand in a trance, he didn't expect that Qingyin Immortal Monarch would treat him, and Qingyin Immortal Monarch only treated the noble gods like Yugongzi......

"Gu poison." After taking the pulse a little, Luo Ci said.

"It's Gu poison ......," Shen Mingxiu said, subconsciously looking in the direction of the Fan Lingshu.

With a jump in his heart, Fan Lingshu hurriedly looked ignorant: "What is Gu poison?" ”

"It's a kind of demonic magic that uses poisonous insects as a guide." Dusty Feng explained.

"Isn't that amazing?" Their Demon Dao has always been not inferior to the Immortal Dao! "Can you solve it?"

Chenfeng looked at Luo Ci, and Luo Ci said like gold: "Yes." ”

He took out a bottle of medicine from the meson talisman and handed it to Dust Feng: "The technique of driving away Gu, do you remember?" ”

"Remember!" Dust Maple was overjoyed.

Fan Lingshu snorted coldly in his heart, it turned out that he would exorcise Gu, and he lied to her back then and let her suffer that kind of living crime.

"All out." Luo Ci said lightly and walked out first.

Fan Lingshu originally wanted to steal one or two tricks to drive away the Gu technique, which would be useful to deal with Wan Zanghong in the future, but as soon as they were stingy and tight, a spell was kept secret, so he dispelled the idea.

After going out, she was supposed to leave the East Palace, but the little eunuch took it upon himself to lead her in the direction of Luo Ci.

"Miss Mu, please go to the outer hall to drink tea and wait for a while."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Ci, who was standing under the window of the outer hall, turned to look at her, his eyes as indifferent as glass.

Fan Lingshu thought to himself: Hey, I'm afraid you won't make it!

Stride over.

There were snacks and tea on the table, and a stove of incense was lit, and the light smoke rose, covering the face of Luo Ci on the other side.

Fan Lingshu also sat down on the ground, picked up the tea, took a sip lightly, and asked, "I heard that Xianjun was injured yesterday, did you meet any powerful masters?" ”

Which master, she must go to visit.

"An accident while cultivating." He said lightly.

Fan Lingshu was taken aback in his heart, how strict is Luo Ci a person who is self-disciplined, he has no distractions, can he still wander and have an accident when he is cultivating?

It's really big news, and when she returns to the Demon Realm, she must publicize it well.

"I've heard that cultivators must meditate and get rid of distracting thoughts."

Luo Ci pursed his lips slightly and did not answer.

The so-called king of the cold field is probably a person like him.

Fan Lingshu was angry in his heart, and he didn't want to stick to his cold face, so he sat there silently drinking tea and eating snacks.

The imperial snacks made in the palace were crispy and crispy, and she couldn't eat such fine food in a place like Chiyun Sect, so she couldn't help but eat a few more pieces.

In the silent air, there was only her voice like a squirrel eating.

Luo Ci raised his head and looked out the window at the high clouds, the gentle wind on his face, and the slightest bit of coolness was difficult to extinguish the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Cultivators must meditate and get rid of distracting thoughts. The walls he had erected since he was a child crumbled badly at this moment.

The so-called unity of knowledge and action is no longer useful to him.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Fan Lingshu choked for a moment, and hurriedly served tea to drink, but her cup was empty, and she looked up and wanted to call the little eunuch, and handed over a cup of tea in front of her.

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Mi Waisha: Hmph! Scheming!