Looking at the cute face of the Death Seven, Feng Feiyang thought he couldn't take out ten thousand taels of gold, and explained:

"Look! Your cold poison has only been eliminated by 60%, and it will take at least two more times to complete it.

And I found that toxins are most active when the moon is full, so it takes two months to detoxify them when the moon is full.

You can pay in installments, so that you can rest assured to each other. "Feng Feiyang presents the facts and reasons, and hopes that he can't even get half a cent like last time.

Deadly Qi held back his laughter. The little girl in thick clothes and cloth skirt in front of him was so interesting. His dark life finally found some fun! Not to mention ten thousand taels of gold, even hundreds of thousands taels would not be distressed.

"Okay, I'll pay in installments. I'll pay 4,000 taels first, and pay the rest in two batches. But I didn't bring the silver liang on my body at this time. Can I send someone to deliver it in two days?" The low and emotional voice of the Dead Qi slowly rang out, and his ink blue eyes were charming and charming.

Feng Feichang looked at the ordinary face in front of him and couldn't figure it out. How could he have such beautiful eyes? Could it be? Forget it, curiosity kills the cat, just get the money. Who is he?

Feng Feiyang gave a few words and left happily, leaving only the thin and elegant back of the Death Qi.

The food was still fragrant in the courtyard, and Huo Changsheng devoted himself to learning to make various pasta with Feng Feiyang. Feng Feiyang had five kinds of noodles, vegetarian fried noodles, raw fried noodles, scallion oil noodles, three-fresh fried noodles and fried sauce noodles. After a day, the few people met each other again.

It turns out that there are so many ways to eat noodles!

Huo Xiaohuo loves Sanxian fried noodles the most. In his words, he never gets tired of eating it. It is a combination of meat and vegetables and is both healthy and pleasing to the eye.

Late at night, several black shadows appeared in the courtyard like ghosts and headed straight to the building.

The Dead Qi suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark blue eyes were out of the sheath like a sharp sword. He felt that the aura of the person was not at risk before he could put away the evil spirit on his body.

Two tall black shadows sneaked into the house and floated up to the attic and almost penetrated the roof. They hurriedly lowered their heads and knelt on one knee.

"Yin Zheng, Jinse met his master and asked him to punish him." The secret guards found their master's trace only a day or two nights. They were seriously dereliction of duty, so they naturally had to be punished.

"Jinse quickly went to get the 4,000 taels of gold tickets and put them here, and then took the information of this lady's life, no matter how much." After saying that, he turned to pack up the warm sleeping bag with a cold face, and before leaving, he did not forget to bring the thermos cup for drinking water in the past two days.

Yin Zheng felt ashamed. When did the master become so stingy? Why did he leave and take away his master's things!

Shi Mingqi looked at Yin Zheng, who was stunned, and flew downstairs with his sleeping bag and holding the cup in his hand. Yin Zheng touched his nose and followed him.

Two black strips passed away like smoke in the dark blue night sky, and disappeared between several ups and downs.

The candlelight in the Prince Kang's Bookstore sways late at night, and the old butler Uncle Mu nagged while wiping his tears:

"Now, the master's cold poison has finally been relieved. Even if I go to the underworld, I can explain it to the empress." The old face, which was crying and laughing, was speechless.

"Uncle Mu, look at what you always say, who in this mansion doesn't expect you to be healthy and long-lasting?

Now, the Seventh Prince's cold poison will be completely removed in two months. Maybe the Ninth Prince also has hope of regaining the bright future. You can wait and hold the little master at peace!" Duanmu Jingxuan smiled and joked at the old housekeeper, holding Kang Wangle Zhengzihan's pulse with one hand and carefully judging the pulse.

Then quickly picked up the silver needle and pierced King Kang's finger, took out a square snow-white silk handkerchief from his broad sleeve, and dripped a drop of blood on the silk handkerchief.

"Uncle Mu, don't be happy just by urging me. Bring a few more candles to see if your blood color has become normal?"

Duanmu Jingxuan was extremely excited. Even the Divine Doctor Villa had no choice but to solve the problem. "June Ice" easily. Who is this sacred? You must see this person and ask for advice.
Chapter completed!