Chapter 1009: Singing and Marrying Bride 40.17

Looking for the focus, did not see the look of the man.
But Bi Yanbo on the one hand has a panoramic view, and the expression is blank.
Then there was some pity to look at the people who were still intently checking, but it was a pity.
The person who was stared by the demon king, there is still the possibility of running away.
He always knew that this is not a good match. If he didn't know it from an early age, he estimated that he was not so close to him.
Especially after the accident, he became more violent and violent.
I will go out in the first year or two, but after I have been exposed to too many different eyes, I will not go out.
Especially after the death penalty, the house is at home, and unless it is necessary, it will not go out.
For so many years, he sometimes could not help but sigh.
In fact, he is too good, and he will be taken back to something if he suffers from the sky.
Even so, the big herder is still in his hands.
Those who want to make trouble are all killed in the bud.
"Your legs are well maintained. I think at this speed, it will take a half month to see the effect."
I didn't expect the other person to absorb the drug as well. The necrotic nerve was already slowly repairing.
She only integrated a small amount of washed marrow powder, if it is a whole feeding, it is not a minute to jump.
Fortunately, I have not decided to be as simple and rude as before, otherwise she will be forced to get rid of it.
This kind of magical medicine, the world here is not to see it, or to listen to it.
As long as she dares to raise her head, she will become the poor bird who lost her wings in the prison.
It’s a pity that Muze looked at the little hands and left, and couldn’t help but think, if the hands were walking up in their own bodies, what kind of ecstasy was it.
As for what she said, she didn't care much.
However, Bi Yanbo’s mouth is twitching, and he is a man. Some aspects can be understood at a glance.
He dares to be 90% sure, this is thinking about some colored pictures.
"Miss Zheng, haven't asked for advice yet. Is your hand today a thirteen gold needle?"
In the Chinese medicine, there is a set of extermination called loss of transmission, which is the thirteen gold needles.
Legend has it that it can be brought back to life, but it is not easy to learn. The person who has learned can only use it for thirteen times.
But no one knows the specifics. Anyway, the gods that are passed on are the gods.
Bi Yanbo, a Western doctor, is also because Muze has taught Chinese medicine all over again.
Now if he goes out, it is definitely an expert level master.
Looking for a nod, "Yes, if you can get the set of thirteen gold needles from our family, the effect will be even better."
"It’s a pity that they are now classified as artifacts and watched by people in the country."

Even if I want to get it, I have to wait for adulthood.

Some frowning frowns, this original Lord has a hidden wish, that is, don't let Ding's family drown in history.
In other words, it is the continuation of the thirteen golden needles. The key point is that no one can learn this thing, nor can anyone learn it.
"If you want to find it now, I can help you get it back."
The animal husband wants to open his mouth. For him, even if it is a national thing, he wants, they have to give it.
Bi Yanbo wants to turn his eyes, and it is enough to fight for the sweetheart.
Sure enough, people in love can show it anytime, anywhere.
However, this is not a show too much, after all, there is his single Wang here, please don't be so abused.
"Okay, will it be too much trouble?" It’s a bit tangled.
She would like to use it to try out the effect. According to this, the male owner is probably 90% of the husband.
Naturally, she will be more attentive.
It is said that the gold needle is completely devoid of sequelae after use, so she is particularly heart-warming.
But I am worried that it will bring unnecessary problems to the male owner. Now, what is the situation of the shepherd, she is not clear, and it is not easy to decide directly.
Muze only feels that her heart is soft. She will naturally spoil herself and worry about herself. It is good.
"No trouble, Liu Shu." The finger moved, and finally touched the soft hair.
"Yes, Master, I will do it right away." Liu Shu was pleased.
He will not object to anything that can benefit the young master.
Feel the gentleness from the top of the head, look for the blink of an eye, pink cheeks, fresh and delicious.
If it weren’t for fear to scare her, Muze would have to rush directly.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Bi..."
"Call me, Yanbo, or if you don't mind, call me Big Brother. Mr. Bi is too far away."
Bi Yanbo adjusted his state and said with a smile.
Looking for a nod, he shouted: "Big Brother, are you interested in learning the thirteen gold needles."
Bi Yanbo’s glance, a little reaction:
Is this not ancestral?

"It’s ancestral, but in fact, my grandfather always wanted more people to learn, but he was worried about being unfamiliar."
"It may not be clear what is in the thirteen gold needle Western medicine. There are many rumors in Chinese medicine."
"Which thing is dead, but it is a bit exaggerated, but it is true."
"Just this death is not dead, the life is not a resurrection, but the metabolism."
Explain in detail the meaning of the thirteen gold needles and its ability, and look for the other party's answer quietly.
I don't know if she was too focused or what, Muze's hand slipped from the head to the shoulder and found nothing.
"Why choose me." Bi Yanbo thought for a long time, and thought it was simply a falling pie in the sky.
Look for the peach blossoms to pick, raise a good-looking arc, and smile confidently.
"Because you are fit, I see from your eyes that you are a loyal person."
"And your story is enough to make me believe that my choice is correct. Of course, if I read it wrong, it doesn't matter."
"If you do something sorry for Ding's family, then I will use your life to return it!"
Inside the sly scorpion, it is full of shredded starlight, but it is not as bright and confusing as usual.
On the other hand, it is like a quiet night, with a cold and a moon, and a little touch is a bitter cold.
What she said is not a lie, nor a big word.
She is telling him that she wants his life to be effortless.
This feeling is very strange, but as a doctor, dealing with life all the year round, he understands that his perception has not gone wrong.
Suddenly, he felt that she was not as harmless as the one she saw on the surface.
Is this the case, has it broken the heart of Muze?
"Good." He would not regret his decision and would not let her decision down.
The reddish-brimmed red lips are slightly upturned, with a fascinating glamour, and a light and foggy eyelid, with a touch of satisfaction and arrogance.
It seems to be for myself, and it seems to be showing to others.