Chapter 1112: Treatment of Tuoba

Yuyao, who has been kneeling on the ground, listened to the dialogue between them, and the brain was short-circuited for a moment.
This white-faced fat old man who looks like a red face and is embarrassed, is the old man in his mouth?
If you don't see Long Muzhen respect him so much, Yuyao thinks it is the chef of the back kitchen!
After she was completely awake, she stood up with a bang, her eyes filled with tears of excitement and ran to the front of the old man.
She didn't dare to approach him like a rude, so she could only stand a distance of about one meter, and blessed her body and took a ceremony.
"The old man is on the top, please accept the younger one."
The old man took a sip of a mustache and looked at Yuyao very much. "Good, humble and courteous, warm and watery~ The eyes of the child are really good~ It’s much better than the rude gimmick of the money blossoming~ On the side of Fu Jin, the master absolutely supports both hands~"
When Qian Duodu heard this, his face was sullen and his mouth was sullen, his mouth was high and he did not give Long Muzhen an opportunity to explain. The big landscape pushed his chest and snorted.
"Smelly old man, you have to dare to be a woman who is not respected, I will not marry you, don't give you raw potatoes, don't give you warm blankets~ I will go back to Shanghai myself, how much do you love? !哼~

The old man was drinking tea and suddenly listened to the words of money, and almost took a sip of water.
This is also awkward~ Can you come up with the kind of stuffed potatoes?
Also, she said that the old man is old and not respected? Does it mean mulberry?
Yuyao did not think that he had misunderstood the old man, and caused the money to blossom. She immediately explained: "The predecessors misunderstood, and I and the king are not the kind of relationship you think ~ I-"
When Yuyao’s words were not finished, the old man put down the tea pot and shook his hand and interrupted her.
"The old man is teasing. You look at the money and the steamed buns. Like the gunpowder, you haven’t rushed the old man out of the palace. Hey, hey, it’s really for your future life. I feel very sad and sorrow~"
Secret for the elderly to spend wiping away tears, his face like a married daughter, spanking kind distraught.
After crying for a while, he just looked at Yuyao and asked straightforwardly.
"You are the nephew of Takuya, take him to the holy shrine for medical treatment?"
Yuyao’s eyes are bright, and he does not say that he is on the ground:
The predecessors are really high-ranking people, and there are mysterious prophets. If the predecessors can save the Tuoba, the little woman is willing to be a slave, to report the greatness of the predecessors. !"
Her tone is very sincere and there is no ambiguity.
There are countless people in the sky, and the woman’s infatuation and kindness are rare in the world. He will not be wrong.
"The old man has a way to cure Takuya~ It’s just Yuyao. You have to think clearly. If the blood of the Takuya alarm clock is dredged, his eyes will naturally be good, but his memory will follow. Come, everything will return to the original track, you are just a jade, will never become his beloved money blossoming."
After listening to this, Yuyao was silent, but on the other side, Long Muzhen was not calm, and almost jumped up.
He waded through the mountains all the way, after thousands of hardships, nine hundred and eighty-one is difficult, it is difficult to catch his wife, and seeing two days later will become a relative, this master will have to follow the treatment of what Tuoba?
Also let him recover his memory and continue to money with him?
Is this the rhythm of the game?
(PS: This paragraph gives Takuya an ending~ He will be gorgeously closed)