: 2060, the more you live, the more you go back.

Mingwu Yan looked at Wushen and looked at God. "Is there? Feng Lao was hurt by Feng Shen, and Wu Shen Dan was better than him for ordinary restoration."
Wushi took a look at the gods. Is this girl really wanting to cure the old man?
Although he thought about this, he took out a piece of Wu Shen Dan and handed it to Feng Lao.
When Feng Laozheng wants to close it and take it, Mingwuyan directly comes up with a sentence, "Feng Lao, you don't want to abandon the witch Dan of the Wyatt, the Witch Temple can exist in the temple of the Three Realms." It’s true. You can take it quickly!

Wu Xishang God heard the words behind Bei Yan Shang Shen, and he felt a lot better.
This gimmick is still a matter of time.
Feng Lao originally did not want to take this witch Dan, but saw that Wu Xishang God has been watching his eyes, he hesitated, and he took one.
After the medicinal herbs were served, Feng Lao’s face was a lot better.
Ming Wuyan immediately praised, "Wu Xiu's of the gods is very good!"
Wushi’s was said by her to be somewhat uncomfortable.
She always felt that this girl was talking.
The people of the Medicine Hall have never admitted that their alchemy will lose the Witch Temple.
"Taro, find a place to take a break for me! I will come over again at the dinner party." Feng Lao suddenly wanted to spit out the witch Dan. Although his face was better, the restoration of the Witch Temple was also very good. However, it does not conform to his physique.
In other words, his body can't bear the effect of the Witch Temple...
He wants to rest, but the light fog is not as good as his intention.
"Feng Lao, now the entire medicine hall is used up and down, for a variety of purposes for the medicine spirit. You are still sitting here to take a rest! What you need is the circulation of air and aura intake."
"Yes, Feng Lao, you chat with us, your mood is just fine. It’s hard to come to the medicine hall, don’t you talk to us old guys?" The invitation.
Although Feng Lao was somewhat annoyed, he nodded, and the weak one went to the ice and the celestial being respected them.
"Feng old, your injury is not light! Just why don't you take your own medicine? People should love themselves!" Yunhai Zunren looked thoughtfully at the pale phoenix.
He is pretending to be weak, pretending to be poor, pretending to be injured, and what he wants to do.
Feng Lao sighed. "I don't have any good medicine. Old guy, what special medicine can you have on your hand?"
Yunhai Zunren shook his head. "Nature is gone. I want to have any good medicine in my hand or Feng Lao, you gave it! I thought about this medicine. If you encounter Feng Lao, you have to ask again. You can ask some good remedies."
Feng Lao’s face changed and he was speechless for a while.
I thought that in order to win over the hearts of the people, he did give a lot of medicinal herbs to others. Yunhai Zunren is also one of them.
"Feng old is weak, I will let people prepare some food for you first! The medicine spirit dinner at night, but now it is also possible to eat something. Sometimes the effect of diet can be much better than the ordinary medicine. And there are no side effects."
Mist Yan Yan said, while facing the side of the empty Tong Yulian strokes.
Soon, the empty Tong Yu Lian came up with a small green plate and put the three dishes of fine side dishes in front of Feng Lao.
Mingwu Yan lightly said: "Feng Lao tastes it, this is what I personally do. You see this, this is Wenfeng Tang, but there are good things inside!"
Feng Lao stared at the dishes that looked very delicate in front of the three dishes. Some time they didn't dare to shut down.
He can clearly smell the cracked fruit in these dishes.
"I don't like it? That Feng Lao tastes this. This is made with the wind red fruit of the underworld. It tastes like a breeze, but it's not cold, it doesn't have a taste." Ming Yuyan began to introduce himself. The second way.
Feng Lao took a moment, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled, but still did not start.
Because, he suddenly felt the strange power from this dish.
But the power of space is what he can't catch, just feel the breath makes him hate.
Mingwu Yan sees the old man who does not move the chopsticks, and said: "If the old man still doesn't like it, then try this three songs of the gods, this is a dish in the evening, and Feng is the first to taste. ""
When Feng Lao was smelling this dish, he suddenly coughed up sharply.
"I have no appetite."
He doesn't like the taste of the Three Songs. He always feels that today's Medicine Hall is a bit weird.
Mingwu Yan looked at Feng’s old vigilant eyes, and some grievances said:
Isn’t Feng Lao will be afraid of poisoning me? Come to the medicine, but you can’t eat anything I cook.

Feng Wei, who stood on one side, saw Yan Qitou’s grievances and said:
Yan Shutou, don’t think too much, my master doesn’t mean this. If the master has no taste, let me eat it!

Said, he directly picked up another pair of chopsticks, and took a mouthful of Sanshen Shenyin to eat.
The smoothness of his mouth made him close his eyes slightly. "Yan Shutou, your cooking is really great. I took a bite, but my heart suddenly felt like a cloud. I don't like it. Eating something is more like getting a special kind of guidance."
The people around him saw Feng Wei's exaggerated look, and a respected person next to him curiously picked up a three-hole silk to take a sip.
The entrance chewed, and his face flashed a shock.
Then he shouted, "Ah... it’s so delicious. I seem to see a pair of clouds, it’s flying, I’m flying... I’m going to fly...

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked. "Does this medicine really have such a big reaction? I also want to taste..."
"Feng old, you don't eat, let us taste it!"
It’s still just noon, and the medicine spirit has to wait until the evening!
At this time, everyone can taste the food early, naturally no one can let go.
Feng Lao’s face has changed and changed. Why is the reaction of others different from his feelings?
This girl is not adding anything to the food.
Mingwu Yanjian Feng Lao has been staring at the dish but she did not move. She pretended to be angry: "The medicine spirit book is based on the physical fitness of each of you, and each person's dishes are different. The most suitable. Own, but it may be the most annoying thing in its own right. Now even Feng Feng is the expression of this kind of expression, it is not as good as the rule of the medicine in the evening!"
The ice celebrity asked curiously, "Hey, how do you change? Feng is always hurt, he has no good fortune, we can still wait to eat delicious!"
Just finished, the ice-famous stalwart slammed on Feng's shoulder. "Old man, the more you live, the more you go back, even the face of the Lord God of Medicine."