"Remember to stay away from me, otherwise if you die, I will probably be my move." Fat Li lowered her voice, looking sinister.

When Wang Yue heard this, his face changed again and he hurriedly stayed away.

"You dare to pick up fat pears!" Wang Yuedi growled in a low voice.

"You dare, why don't I dare?" Fat Li asked, looking at her with a strange look, "Do you think I'm like a fool who can't fight back?"

“…”

Wang Yue didn't dare to say that she always looked at Fat Li with the look of a fool.

But even if she didn't say it, Fat Li knew it.

I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner, and I have to see how the medicine works after using it, so I don't have time to pay attention to her.

I hurried back after carrying the wheelchair.

I wonder if the words she said worked, but the feeling of being monitored disappeared, and she felt relieved.

It's not comfortable for anyone to be monitored.

I just don’t know what the hell is this guy who monitors her.

...

Lao Huang thought his feet would be like this in his life, and he might have died of necrosis at any time, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly be saved.

As soon as the ointment was applied, my legs, which were sore these days, were immediately relieved.

But this was also a blink of an eye, and soon he felt the pain, which was an extreme pain, even more painful than the loss of his legs.

However, what Lao Huang felt was the pain, but what others saw was his legs gradually recovering, and even the bumpy areas were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Unfortunately, Lan Xuanzong carefully studied this medicine and confirmed that he could only apply one layer at a time. If he used it too much, he would be a waste. He applied the medicine himself.

The next time it will take a while before it can be used. As for how much it needs to be separated, it depends on your personal situation.

Otherwise, at this terrible speed, it would be enough for half a day that Lao Huang's legs would be completely improved.

After Lao Huang was in pain, he was full of surprise on his face.

Although the lost piece will not grow any longer, as long as it becomes flexible, it will not cause any more mistakes.

At worst, his short legs were worn with thick-soled shoes, which was ten centimeters shorter than he was ten centimeters shorter.

"Your legs will continue to hurt. When it doesn't hurt, you can continue to take medicine. You must wait until it doesn't hurt anymore and then use it, otherwise the newly born meridians will not be able to bear it, and it will be counterproductive." Lan Xuanzong was very stingy and digged three doses of medicine to fill them with, not much at all.

But there are not many, just enough to use it three times.

He would take the rest without hesitation and set aside.

Although he prefers poison, he has to say that he still has a thorough understanding of the properties of the medicine.

He knows better and more precious than anyone else how good and precious this ointment is.

Not only because it is difficult to refine, but also because many of the medicines used here are rare, even if it is difficult for him to collect them all.

As soon as Fat Li entered the house, he heard that the ointment worked and the effect was quite fast.

As she listened to them, her eyes lit up, but there was no surprise at all.

How bad is the medicine she personally supervised?

Unfortunately, she doesn't have a suitable battle soul, otherwise she would be an excellent doctor, better than everyone present.

Jian’s mother knocked on the wheelchair with a fire stick and said bluntly: “Do you think it’s dark and you can dream? No matter how hard you dream, you are a person who only knows how to fry the stove. Put down the wheelchair and come and cook for me.”

Fat Li looked speechless: "Where is my sister?"

Jian's mother said, "Look at Xiao Lu, I will refine the flowers for you. I don't have the ability to refine the flowers, and I will pick so many of them back, as if everyone is as idle as you."

Fat Li muttered: "What's the best thing about a small tree?"

Jian's mother had no expression on her face and raised the fire stick again.

Fat Li twitched the corner of his mouth, quickly put down his wheelchair, grabbed the fire stick and rushed into the kitchen.

After a while, Qin Lin floated out of the house, carried it into a wheelchair and floated back.

Oh, this wheelchair is good.

While the family was having dinner at night, the door of the outer courtyard was knocked again, and Jianyou, who was chewing happily, was chased to open the door with a big chicken leg.

Seeing a group of soldiers standing outside the door, he subconsciously gave in and thought they were here to deliver tribute to the patron saint.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't.

After these people came in, they first greeted Jian You and then opened the entire courtyard gate.

Jian You found it strange, so she asked, and then she realized that they were going to move the guardian god away.

Jian You's eyelids hopped and she hurried into the house.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Being chased by a ghost?" As Jian's father spoke, he kicked the ice cube under the table towards Sheng Xian.

The ice is too big and a little cold.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally kicked it in a crooked way and landed on the edge of Qin Lin.

The footless Qin Lin:...

Jian You sat back on her seat and said quickly: "They want to get those guardian gods away. I don't know what's wrong with it. They have been here for several days. Seeing that they were about to enter the mountain tomorrow morning, they always felt a little overwhelmed."

When Jian's mother heard this, her expression changed slightly.

Qin Lin, who was sitting on the other side, looked bad.

Fat pear couldn't eat anymore, so he threw away his chopsticks and hurried out to look.

Jian’s mother’s hand holding chopsticks tightened and tightened, but finally it broke with a "click". She couldn’t help but stand up and quickly looked at the door.

Her eyes fell on the sacred tree, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, a group of soldiers were busy with several patron saints. The car had already been brought over, and they were about to move the three patron saints away.

"Okay, where are you going to move?" Fat Li asked loudly at them.

There were more than 30 soldiers in total, but no one paid attention to her.

Fat pear:...

Very personality.

Fat Li simply ran over and climbed directly to the sacred tree and sat down: "Where are you going to move?"

The soldiers looked up and their faces turned dark in an instant.

"You are actually disrespectful to the sacred tree!"

Fat pear's eyes turned and said, "I asked the sacred tree to climb. She likes me. If you don't believe me, please ask her."

Soldiers:...

Ask you, they really think they are ignorant.

The soldiers rolled up their sleeves and wanted to grab her from the tree. They didn't expect that they were about to climb up when they were pumped down by the sacred branch.

The sacred tree waved its branches, no one could get close, except for Fat Pear.

The soldiers looked confused and didn't understand what was going on.

The sacred tree is alive?

Fat Li couldn't help but be stunned, she just talked nonsense, but she didn't expect that she would really be like this.

"Did you see, the sacred tree like me." Fat Li said quickly, no matter what the sacred tree was like, it was protecting her anyway.

"Captain, what should I do now?" a soldier asked in a low voice.

The captain's face darkened, he thought for a while, and said, "Take the rest away first."
Chapter completed!