: 2777 face-on scene (4)

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Mu Yan’s eyes lit up and immediately coughed:
I can only eliminate the symptoms in your body and keep your life. It’s impossible to restore it like Lin Shaochong. You are sure, the whole Qiankun bag Give me everything?"
Ni Baichuan nodded again and again: "Yes, yes! What are these things outside? If you don't feel enough, I can go home and get it."
Mu Yan leisurely smiled, sitting cross-legged, Tianmo Qin slowly appeared in front of her.
The injury of middle-aged men is much heavier than that of Lin Shaocong.
Using someone else's spirit may not be cured.
Ni Baichuan is used to the gorgeous and beautiful instruments of the Horton tribe. It is dark and even has no decorative patterns. There is no aura in the body. Some of the gods are not eye-catching: "Goddess doctor, that, you have no pickpockets." Musical instruments? Will the treatment effect be greatly reduced? Why don't I give you a guqin?"
Mu Yan looked at him with a smile and smiled. "Your illness has entered the marrow of the organs. The ordinary spirit can not be cured. Rest assured, since you have received your baby, the effect of treatment will naturally make you pay."
Ni Baichuan’s heart is dark: Can you break the piano more than the Feng Shou of the Mule Pavilion?
It’s just that he hasn’t had time to continue to persuade, and the sound of the piano like Jin Ge’s iron horse suddenly sounded.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The audience around, originally thought of Ni Baichuan's general ridicule a few words - what to break the piano, but also dare to compare with the singer of the Mule Pavilion.
The sound of the piano is loud, but all are dumbfounded.
What a powerful and powerful spiritual power?
The energy of the spills, the stars fall into their bodies, and even bring an unparalleled comfort.
"Oh my God, my wounds, I originally wanted to ask the wounded of the Holy Ghost to heal!"
"This... What kind of instrument is this? What a terrible pleasure to enter the hospital?"
"No wonder, no wonder she just said that Feng Shou is just a normal spirit!"
"That guqin must be an artifact? The whole Mu Le Ge, in addition to the sacred [snow and snow] piano, what other instruments can be compared with it?"
Hey -! !
One of Yayun did not hold back, and the fingertips worn at her fingertips were broken into pieces by her hard-won. She gnashed her teeth and said: "Where a low-lying woman can qualify for the saints!"
Yashuang said: "This is a deliberate intention to trample on my Mu Lege statement. If today, let her leave safely, the news of the coming day spread throughout the Northland, where is the face of my music house!"
Yayun slowly clenched his fists, and his eyes showed a strong killing.
......
This treatment lasted for a long time.
But in the middle of the night, no one left early.
Finally, the sound of the piano is ending, and the voice of Ni Baichuan is getting lower and lower.
The whole person has long been sitting cross-legged and admiring, and has become a curled body lying on the ground.
"Hey, Master Ni, you... are you still alive?"
Someone is close to Ni Baichuan and wants to call him to see the situation.
I didn't expect Ni Baichuan to suddenly jump up, his head hitting the man's chin directly, and he was so screaming.
Ni Baichuan moved his body and gave a hearty laugh: "I finally passed away, hahahaha... It feels so comfortable... I haven’t felt so relaxed since the onset of meridian atrophy. ""