: 1880, there is no good thing, it is not going to do

Feitian nodded very seriously. "I have definitely not made a mistake. I have seen him take medicine, and if he does not take medicine, he will have festering and his spiritual strength will decline after ten days."
"Can you draw me a portrait of a night medicine?" Ming Miaoyan made his request.
Feitian wrinkled his eyebrows. He didn't like the face of night medicine at all, and he didn't want to paint him.
When Mingwuyan sees Feitian, he said: "I don't want you to say that God has already listed the night medicine as a prisoner of God, and you have to implement the gods' ban, but because of the sinful sin of the sinister A lot of information on the other side has been lost. There is no iridescent painting on the other side. God knows that the night medicine was once the person of my medicine hall, and asked me privately. But you know, I can know.

Feitian listened to her saying this, hesitated, but nodded.
"Okay, I will paint for you."
Feitian immediately sat down next to him, took out the paper and the pen, and began to draw a portrait of the night medicine.
Half painted, he looked puzzled at the North Face God sitting on the side. "You can also let the night hang for you to paint? Are you not very good?"
Moreover, the night hang is also a person who knows the night medicine very well.
The light fog is faint: "You just said it, the person who knows the night medicine best is not the person around him, but his opponent. Isn't it better to find you?"
Feitian was speechless, and after a sigh, he began to draw seriously.
The face of the night medicine was already ingrained in his mind, and he quickly painted the night medicine.
After carefully looking at it, he gave it to the of Beiyan.
"This is the night medicine. He used to wear white, but later he changed to black and black robes because of his injuries. At first glance, he was like the killers."
Mingwuyan took the portrait of the night medicine and looked at it very carefully.
The night medicine on this painting has a pair of bright eyes. The facial features are three-dimensional. Although it is not as good as the night, it is also a good-looking man.
She packed the paintings in a box and called them.
"You bring this thing to Brahma City, let Alum see it, is this person."
"Yes." Mu Yan took the box and left immediately.
Feitian looked at Beiyan God so quickly to deal with the problem, he hesitated for a moment: "Night medicine is actually a very fancy person, not wholeheartedly to Yaosu, so I hate him so much."
Such people do not like Yaosu at all.
Mingwuyan thought for a moment, "Is the night medicine very frustrating? Will he lose her and her daughter after getting Yaosu?"
Feitian scratched his head with some irritability. "I don't know, but night medicine is not a good person."
"Then you know, is the relationship between night medicine and God's heart?"
Feitian stunned, but he quickly remembered something.
"Yao Xin Dian used medicine before, and it was always sent by night medicine. Moreover, it was also a night medicine that was hurt by God. It was also a night medicine to treat him. Their relationship should have been good before. However, night medicine The strength should not be enough to ruin the Yaoxin Temple."
Mingwuyan heard Feitian's analysis and couldn't help but laugh. "I didn't say that the night medicine destroyed the Yaoxin Temple!"
"This..." He thought she was guessing that the night medicine was related to the destruction of the Yaoxin Temple!
However, if you think about it again, it is unlikely that the night medicine is so greedy and fearful of death, how can you do such a thing!
Although he also believes that the death of Yaosu is related to the lyrics, it may also have something to do with the people of Yaoxin Temple. However, he has locked in the biggest culprit, that is, the lyrics.
Under the lyre, it is the woman in front of me.
Mingwu Yan looked at Feitian, thoughtfully said: "The Yaoxin Temple has seen many inexplicable black robe men, they will talk about the secret language of the gods, and, by name, Yaosu. Of course, Yaosu is dead. So, I once saw a black robe man holding a fake Yaosu that looks exactly like Yaosu... And that person seems to only name Yaosu. Feitian, except for you and night medicine, you can still Does anyone have such a mind about Yaosu?"
Feitian's brow wrinkled tightly. "I don't know, it should be gone. Only night medicine is the more you want, the more you want to get it. If you really see such a person, I think, it must be Night medicine is no doubt."
Mingwuyan picked up his eyebrows. "If this is the case, night medicine is really a very powerful person. He is not an ordinary relationship with God. According to my observation, I am not interested in this black robe. Men are more polite, at least a very important partnership."
"Yeah. That may be it! Night medicine is a profit-seeking person. If there is no good thing, it will not be done." Feitian stood up a little irritated.
Today, he knows too much, and he feels that he has to digest it.
How can a night medicine and Yaosu have a daughter?
Yao Sui's personality is very familiar to her, she is not willing to give birth to a child of a man he does not love.
Seeing that Feitian sees Feitian seems to have been hit hard, he said: "You should go to rest first!"
Feitian nodded and then left without saying a word.
Mingwuyan also said what Fei Tian said just now in his mind...
Night Shu also said that it was night medicine that imprisoned him in the confined space. Then, this should be one of the deals of night medicine and unrequited love.
Just why is this night medicine willing to be with God?
Is there anything else she doesn't know?
Because she could not find anyone to answer questions, she also left the purple medicine garden.
She still has something to deal with tomorrow, and today she plans to go back and have a good rest.
However, before the break, she still went to see Xiao Chu and Fu Li.
These two little guys were really embarrassed after coming to the Medicine Hall. They only learned the art of the Sanskrit around the brothers of the Van River, and also learned to refine their medicines, and they were very serious.
The Vatican is very patient with more than two children. As long as they want to learn, he will teach them. As long as they want to ask, he will patiently explain to them.
When the Van River came to see the younger sister, he smiled and said: "Philadelphia is gone, why not take a break."
"Mother, you go to rest!" Xiao Chuyi also came from the other end and ran to his mother.
"I will go to rest later. Brother, recently, you pay more attention to Feitian. I feel that if I want to find the night medicine, I am afraid that the possibility of Feitian is even greater."
"Do not worry! You still have something to do tomorrow, rest more today." Van Gogh is not at ease.
Since the younger sister gave birth to Xiaoxuexi, she did not have a good rest, and other women are still in the rest of the month!
Even if it doesn't matter, it's better to have more rest.