Chapter 87 Divine Doctor Qingcheng (34)

Ming Shu was robbed of snacks, the whole body suddenly haunted by low pressure, will be immersed in their own body with insects, such an incredible event all happened in their own dust awakened.

"what are you doing?" The dust grabbed Ming Shu and said, "think of a way to get the bugs out of me."

I feel itchy all over when think of bugs in body.

After being stopped by the dust, the little beast has disappeared into the grass and there is no trace.

Shit, this fool teamed up with that idiot to deceive me about snacks, right?

Mingshu stood for a few seconds and sat back.

"have you ever heard of magic?"

"I've heard of mushrooms." The dust answered truthfully, and then he was despised by Mingshu with a smile.

All emotions can be expressed with a smile, and the dust is also admired.

"Magic, a demagogue that can live in the human body, lives on the strength and vitality of the human body. the parasite will have a rapid heartbeat and can't breathe, and the person with the longest life span can only live to the age of 30."

"people who are parasitized can absorb any reiki between heaven and earth, which will relieve the symptoms caused by parasitism, but these reiki have no effect on the absorber themselves."

Before the dust to rob the eggs, it is for the rich aura of the eggs.

The clear dust frowned and his expression became slightly serious. It was obvious that Mingshu was right.

His heart was racing and he couldn't breathe. He always thought it was because of his health. He didn't think of anything else at all.

"can you solve the prank?" What a trick. The word is not familiar, but it is not unfamiliar.

The place where it first appeared should be a foreign land.

"Yes."

Clear dust eyes bright, "how to solve?"

Mingshu showed a strange smile in front of the dust, and a thump in the bottom of his heart raised a bad premonition.

Magic can be solved.

But that was a long time ago.

Because there were dragons at that time.

But now, there are no dragons.

The method of solving the disease is very simple, just drink the dragon blood, which is the thing from the yang to the rigid, while the magic trick is the thing from yin to softness.

Interestingly, magic was originally born from a defiled keel.

It can be said that the two are mutually exclusive.

"are there any dragons in the world?" The clean dust is a little desperate. Such a thing as a dragon has not appeared for hundreds of years. It can be said that it has become extinct. Where is he going to make a whole dragon?

Oh, my God, where is he?

This task is impossible at all!

"Yes." There will be a dragon in the later stage of the pseudo-heroine, but it is not clear where she got it. The plot she got is simplified, and many details are not clear.

Since the pseudo-female master can get the dragon, it proves that the dragon must exist in this world, but the world does not know it.

The dust suddenly turned to Mingshu, "really?"

"fake."

Clean Dust: "…."

Somebody, kill this snake sperm disease for me.

Finally, under all kinds of harassment, Mingshu impatiently told him that he could go to Longgu Mountain to try his luck.

There is a dragon buried in Longgu Mountain, and there is only the most likely place to say where there can be dragons.

But

"Why should I go, too?" She doesn't want to sleep out in the wind, she wants to be a foodie quietly.

"Miss Weaver, you promised to treat me. I'm not well yet. Of course you'll join me." The clear dust is very close to Mingshu, and the aroma haunts Mingshu.

"I'm not going."

"go, weaver girl." The clear dust blinked at Ming Shu, "there are a lot of delicious food in the Moufeng Mountains. Don't you want to eat it?" The dust has obviously mastered the best way to seduce Ming Zhi.

There is no need for gold and silver treasures, and there is no need for long speeches.

As long as you have something to eat.

Ming Shu is silent.

Food.

Mingshu thought of the spirit animals eaten in the Magic Wind Mountains before, the meat is much more delicious than ordinary meat, a little want to go!

"Let me think about it."

"." The colorful dumplings shook Mingshu's skirt fiercely, and a pair of jewel-like eyes turned slowly.

Go, go!

"go away." Ming Shu kicked off the beast, "I haven't settled the account with you last time."

What is it? it's all a family. Isn't it equal to what you eat when I eat? Don't be so stingy!

The little beast continues to act cute.

"who's with your family? I'll tell you." Mingshu suddenly paused, she looked to the side and looked thoughtfully at herself and the dust of the small beast, and naturally changed the topic, "start tomorrow."

"all right. The soul-weaving girl can rest assured that I will prepare everything for you to travel without worries. " The dust immediately answered, and in the end, he did not forget to add, "the snacks will be ready."

The dust gathered her clothes, she could communicate with the immortal beast, but … It seems that she can not only communicate with immortal beasts, she should be able to communicate with all beasts.

The Mofeng Mountains.

The sun was shining high, and the air seemed to be filled with flames, and it was extremely muggy.

A group of people are walking in the woods, the most conspicuous is a colorful butterfly, he walked in the front, shaking with a fan, followed by people are sweating, only he looks the most normal.

"Sir, there should be Dragon Bone Mountain ahead." The guard said as he looked at the map.

"mm-hmm." The dust stopped and looked back. The whole person was not good. "where is the weaving soul?"

The guards turned around and there were only their men left in the team.

Mingshu, the three are missing.

"it was in the back just now." The guards are a little confused, too.

"I told you to keep an eye on her, and you." Qing Dust almost lost his temper, but luckily he pressed back in time and "went back to look for it."

This is the Mofeng Mountains. If you go in any direction, you will get lost.

When the dust found Ming Shu, she was stepping on a tree, picking the fruit above, Huixue and Liufeng standing below, looking up at her, both expressions a little indescribable.

Mingshu jumped out of the tree with the fruit in his arms.

"Weaving soul girl." Dust clenched his teeth, "next time this kind of work, you can tell me, where to use your own hands."

"Master Ching Dust, you'd better take care of yourself." Ming Shu chuckled at the corners of his mouth and packed the fruit in a bag. The small beast lay on the side and pulled the fruit into his mouth with his claws.

Mingshu glared at it, and it pulled faster. When Mingshu was about to do something, he jammed a few mouthfuls and rolled aside like a hedgehog, accusing her with angry eyes.

Clean Dust: "…." This is what kind of owner has what kind of beast ah.

You're an immortal beast!

Can you be a little bit like the immortal beast?

Clean the dust for a minute to restrain the mood, squatting down to help Mingshu load the fruit, "Why does it always hold its eggshell?"

Some egg beasts do collect their own eggshells after birth, but this immortal beast. Even if the eggshell is intact after birth, it still holds it all the time.

Mingshu took a look at the small beast. The small beast held the colored eggs in his two claws and stared covetously at Mingshu and Qing Dust.

This is his!

Mingshu withdrew his sight and smiled, "I don't know."

Qingdun doesn't believe it at all. She must know.