: 1213, the birth of the king of the king will come

Mingwu Yan smiled and stretched his hand, smiled and said: "Master, you can also see if you can talk to Xiao Chu 琰 识!"
"You are a girl, but also test your master!" Tong Lao smiled and took the pulse for his little apprentice.
After a moment, he widened his eyes in surprise and said incredulously: "Hey, this kid also knows to call my teacher, it is polite!"
"Really! Master, you said that Xiao Chuyu does not know how to communicate with his mother?" Ming Miao Yan felt deeply grievances.
Tong Lao took back the hand of the diagnosis pulse, and did not feel good: "You are a girl, this kid is raised in your stomach, and your communication with her does not affect your soul fluctuations! This kid is aware of the painful mother, is a Good boy."
The Van River stood by and listened to just laughing. The younger sister also had such a time of frustration and helplessness.
Although Meng Ge felt that his heart was a bit sour, he still smiled.
The younger sister is happy, better than anything!
"Master, have you ever heard of the Dan?" Ming Mouryan asked curiously about his well-informed master.
Because now is a very ridiculous month, she does not have to be scrupulous in her speech.
Tong Lao stunned a little, then nodded. "I heard that it is the god-level Dan Fang. Now there is basically no one in the Three Realms who can refine the god-level medicinal herbs. Shantou, you are probably brewing now. Dan medicine, up to the Holy Spirit level!"
Mingwu nodded, "Yes! But I think my medicinal medicine may exceed the Holy Spirit level, but I can't reach the level of the gods."
"Oh! I look!" Tong Laoyi also came to the spirit.
Nothing is more attractive to him than medicinal herbs and herbs.
Ming Mist Yan immediately took out more than twenty bottles of medicinal herbs on the table to see for their masters. Each kind of medicinal medicine is like a bottle to test for his own master.
Tong Lao opened a bottle and glanced at it. He smelled it again and his face showed a shock and surprise expression.
Soon, he excitedly opened all the Dan bottles. When he saw the medicinal herbs that were full of gods, his voice shook a little. "This is not even a god-level medicine, but it is estimated to be Almost. I really have a talent for this little apprentice! Shantou, can you give me a bottle? I have to take it back and study it."
Mingwuyan was overwhelmed by his master and was too frustrated. He was scratching his head. "Master, all of this is for you. When I will refine the real god-level medicine, I will give it to the master."
Tong Lao smiled and his eyes were moist. "You are a gimmick, you will be happy with the master. However, if you are under the hood, you can't refine the god-level medicine, and others may not be able to refine it."
"The master is not the same in my heart." The bright fog smiled sweetly. If there is no master, there is no her present.
The master is one of the most important people in her life.
Fan Jiang smiled and interrupted the little sister and master who revealed the truth. "Well, little sister, sent the master, you have to send a bottle to the brother! You have to be fair."
Ming Mist Yan listened, giggled, waved his hand, and took out a big box, generous and generous: "Sister and master, you can choose!"
When you look at the Van River, you are scared. There are five or six hundred bottles of medicinal herbs in this box!
"Little sister, have you moved the entire medicine hall?" Fan Jiang smiled and teased her.
The Mongolian song is a clear saying: "I know it is the private possession of the younger sister."
Mingwu smiled and nodded. "The variety is more than twenty kinds on the master's hand, but the quantity is a bit more. Master, you should go back to Yutian College! I suggest you take a little for each variety."
As soon as she finished speaking, she changed her mind.
She selected a set of twenty bottles of the same medicine as the master to the brothers of the Van River, and then the rest gave the Mongolian song.
Mengge looked at her with amazement. "Little sister, what are you doing?"
Xiao Shimei's medicinal herbs are worth every piece of the city. It is extravagant to take a bottle. She actually gave it to him.
Mingwu Yan patted his head and said: "Master, I don't know what is going on. I suddenly remembered what I had seen before at the Royal Academy and the heads of the family. What happened to me in the fables... One of the things I saw at the time was that there would be a major disaster in Yutian College within ten years, and I would return to Yutian College once a year. I am a little scared of what will happen..."
"Little sister, you mean..." Meng Ge had a word stuck in his mouth and couldn't speak.
Tong Lao also tapped his head at this time. He is also informed about the sect of the very young master who stayed at Yutian College. It does have this.
The allegory of Xuantian Zunren must have a certain meaning and cannot be ignored.
"Mongo, your little sister will let you take these medicinal herbs, and you will accept them. Maybe it really doesn't necessarily come in handy. In fact, your level of medicine is already very high, plus the ability of medical treatment. I don't need to stay at the Van Gogh Gate. Go back to Yutian College. If something really happens, you can take care of one or two." Tong Lao said seriously.
The Vatican also took a shot of the Mongolian song, "I believe in the younger sister!"
Meng Ge nodded and collected the medicinal herbs.
However, his mood has become heavy.
Although the little sister-in-law encountered difficulties and troubles in the Temple of the Three Realms, although he did not see it with his own eyes, it was clear from the description of the Vatican that the younger sister was really not easy.
If Yutian College has something to do, Xiaoshimei is really busy flying to the sky.
Thinking of this, he suddenly made a decision, he wants to go to the card early...
Because of this, he talked with the younger sister for a while until she was a little tired and went back to the room to rest, and he said his decision with Tong Lao.
If Tong Lao thought thoughtfully: "Since you have decided, it is better to go to the Vatican River, and you will go with the Mongolian song. The days will be fixed on the second day after your younger sister gave birth to a child. How?"
The Vatican nodded, "Good!"
Mengge also nodded. "I will go back to Yutian College and come over two days later."
"Also, go back to Yutian College to confess, let them not care about it recently, pay attention to safety." Tong Lao did not rest assured that he sighed.
"Okay, I know." Meng Ge nodded and immediately left the wild moon and returned to Royal College.
When the time was blinking, one month passed, and the whole ridiculous month began to get nervous. Because the birth of the savage king is coming, everyone’s heart is excited and expecting, and nervous.
The snow that was not nervous before the clear, but in the last few days, it became unusually uneasy.
After the Chaos baby fell asleep at night, he was nervous and could not sleep, for fear that he would have an accident when he fell asleep.