Chapter 210: Help me up, I still can save! 4

Su Tang was very moved by the concern of several seniors, and finally rejected the seventh seniors' yang and yin supplementation.
Senior Brother Seven was still unwilling to say, "Little Junior Sister, if you have a disease, go to the doctor, don't avoid it! If one furnace is not enough, we will find a few more. Don't worry, the Heavenly Sword Sect can still support these things."
Su Tang had a headache when he heard it, but fortunately, this group of people was reliable. No, the lord kicked the person out of the door.
"Old Qi, just shut up if you can't speak!" Sect Master's forehead slammed, no one can worry!
Su Tang had just woke up, it was a face like white paper, like a gossamer, but only she knew that she would not die.
She pulled the sleeve of the lord, her eyes were as clear as water, which made people unable to refuse.
"Big brother, I must hide my illness, otherwise I would have acted in vain."
Although the lord was angry, he also knew that the scene she played before had at least temporarily bluffed the people of the two realms.
"I see, you just need to rest assured."
An Xin will not be able to recover with peace of mind. She only took a day's rest, and the next day she wore a beautiful skirt and ran to look for Mo Qinglan.
The school uniform of the Heavenly Sword Sect is simple and elegant. After all, they are Jian Xiu. They are cold-hearted and don't like bells and whistles, but the first month is different. She was spoiled and grown up since childhood. When she was young, her senior brothers liked to buy her beautiful skirts to dress her up. Later, when she grew up, men and women were different, but Chuyue's habit of buying small skirts remained.
At this moment, because she couldn't find Mo Qinglan, she casually grabbed a young disciple.
"Where is Brother Mo from your family?"
When the young disciple saw that the other party was actually Junior Uncle, the whole person stammered from shock, "Little...Little Uncle!"
Su Tang thought it was funny and couldn't help but skin a little, "I'm not a little uncle."
The little disciple's eyes widened in an instant. The peak masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect were extremely strict, and they were used to them. Looking at the little uncle, she was simply a little fairy who came down to play, cute and fun.
"Senior Brother Mo is competing against his seniors in the ring."
After Su Tang knew about it, he waved his hand with that little disciple and walked in the direction of the ring.
In the arena of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the senior brothers can go to the martial arts competition, but they are not allowed to hurt lives.
At this moment, because someone challenged the chief disciple, many people began to bet.
"Come on, place a bet. Guess how Brother Mo can win the game this time."
"I have three tricks!"
"Fuck, are the three tricks still human? I will use five tricks. Anyhow, Brother Li's cultivation is not bad."
When Su Tang came over, there were a lot of people placing bets. She touched her money bag. There were a lot of spirit stones in it, so she threw them all away, "I'll make a move."
The crowd was quiet for a second, then looked up, everyone was frightened.
"Little...little uncle."
The Heavenly Sword Sect does not allow gambling. Once discovered, it will be severely punished. No, when they saw Su Tang, the whole person was about to tremble.
No matter how harmless Su Tang is, his identity is also placed there, but he is of the same generation as the Sect Master, and has a high level of cultivation, even Demon Venerable can kill with a single sword.
Su Tang didn't take it seriously. He made a small gambling, and a big gambling would hurt his body. He turned around and said to Mo Qinglan in the ring: "Little nephew, I will win with one move. Don't let me down."
Mo Qinglan looked at the people under the ring, and it had been three days since the last meeting. It wasn't that he hadn't inquired about her whereabouts in the past three days, but the Heavenly Sword Sovereign said that she couldn't be idle, and she would like to go shopping for food and buy small skirts, let alone three days, three years is normal.
"Little Master Uncle."
Su Tang, "Little nephew, why didn't you come to ask me to return to the meeting ceremony that day? I still waited for you all night."
She dared to say that, and she was sure that he never came that night.
Mo Qinglan did not go there. Not only did he not go that night, but he hadn't looked for her in the past three days. At most, he asked her whereabouts.
"Since Little Master insists on giving it, then I will wait..."
"I brought it for you." Su Tang took out a box from the storage ring. Because there was a packaging on the outside, everyone didn't know what was inside. Only Mo Qinglan, the usual smile on his face was fast. Can't sustain it anymore.
"I just took a gamble with other nephews. If Nephew Mo loses in one move, then I will pass the gift to the disciple who won."
When Mo Qinglan thought of the little skirt inside, his eyes turned dark. If you let other people take it, whether it's his or not, it has something to do with him. A big man actually likes small skirts, once it spreads...
"Little Master can look up to me so much, so naturally we can't disappoint Little Master."
Mo Qinglan was surprised and angry. He hated being threatened the most in his life. Sure enough, he hated her.
In the arena, Mo Qinglan really determined the outcome with one move, and his shot was so fast that people could not see clearly. When it was over, the onlookers were still stupid.
"Did you just hit it?"
"Is Brother Mo still a human? The sect who came from the same group as me, I haven't built a foundation yet, he is almost a golden core! Horrible!"
When Mo Qinglan stepped down from the ring, Su Tang easily threw the thing in his hand, and then found the dealer just now, "Little nephew, come on, did I just win the spirit stone?"
The little disciple wanted to cry without tears. After a hard day's hard work today, he finally saved some spirit stones, but he was deceived by the little uncle.
I feel wronged and want to cry.
Su Tang looked at the little disciple and cried and offered the spirit stone, smiling so that his eyes were bent, "Well, really good, I will ask you to eat candied haws."
The little disciple wanted to cry even more. You can buy hundreds of candied haws for a piece of spirit stone, but he still said thanks, "Thank you, Master Uncle."
Su Tang had nothing to do in the Zongmen these days, and was thinking about going down the mountain to play, so she saw Mo Qinglan come to see him.
"Little nephew, something?"
Mo Qinglan, "I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice recently, so I'm here to ask my little uncle."
Su Tang was not in a hurry to help, but instead asked, "Where is your master?"
Mo Qinglan’s master was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He was not much worse than Chu Yue in terms of cultivation. However, there were a lot of trivial things in the sect later, and Chu Yue devoted himself to cultivation and added several adventures. Only then did the cultivation base skyrocket.
"Master and several other uncles have been very busy these days, and they have not even been able to see each other these days. This is the reason to disturb the young uncle."
When Su Tang thought about it, he knew what they were up to, and most of them were looking for a cure for her.
"I want to go down the mountain these past two days, and I just lack a companion. If Nephew Mo is willing, I will talk to you while going down the mountain."
Although Mo Qinglan didn't like her, he had to get close to her because of the nine forms of the Heavenly Sword, so let alone go down the mountain, he would stay with her face even when he went down the knife mountain.
"I am willing to be able to accompany the little uncle."
Having said that, Mo Qinglan refused when she went to the clothing store and tasted all kinds of delicacies.
How can this woman toss people like this!
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