Lin Miao was afraid that Xie Yan's life-saving straw would slip away, so he could only ask Wang Xiaoru again for surprise and nervousness: "Senior Wang, are you really going to open the cauldron to ask Lord Xie... It's the plague god of the eight gods, isn't it someone else?" Wang Xiaoru nodded and glanced at him: "The only plague god I know is the only plague god, what are you lying to do! Moreover, I have learned a lot about Miss Long's illness, and it is really suitable for her to recuperate... You two can find a way to hold Li Shuanghua to the evening and don't let her make trouble for me... I can't afford the time for Lord Ping God!"

After saying that, Wang Xiaoru waved his hands to Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao, and led them into his pharmacy. Then Su Xiaoyu followed Wang Xiaoru's instructions and asked them to take off their clothes one by one, revealing the scars on their bodies. After Wang Xiaoru carefully checked the injuries of Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao, he slowly prescribed the prescription for them, and then he couldn't help frowning and questioning: "You two are still our own people, and they actually beat them so hard? As for?"

Su Xiaoyu snorted lukewarmly: "Senior Wang, these two guys are both stubborn, I can't stop them, but they ended up fighting like this!" Wang Xiaoru touched Su Xiaoyu's head with a doting face, and said softly with a smile: "Xiaoyu, what are you doing with this effort? Just let them fight to death, just kill one less."

Lin Miao looked at the wound on Mu Wushuang's waist and shook his head and sighed: "Mu Tou's grandson recovered quickly. After all, he is not an ordinary person... I can't do it..." Wang Xiaoru waved his hand with interest and said: "Who are you fooling about? I also heard that Hua Wuchang is very powerful once he becomes demonized, but now, even he is beaten like this by you. It seems that Lin Miao, you are more fierce than before!"

Seeing Wang Xiaoru staring at her with a bad face, Lin Miao naturally knew that she remembered the fight with her in Shujiu’s grave. Lin Miao could only shake her head and smile and said, “Senior, we both know each other very well…” Mu Wushuang immediately took over Lin Miao’s words and nodded: “In terms of martial arts, I am definitely not as good as a mouse… But now it seems that even if I try my best, I can’t beat him!”

Wang Xiaoru indeed forgot his old hatred, and after meticulously applied medicine, he let out a long sigh: "No wonder the trash in the sky can't do anything to you! Well, Lin Miao is mainly injured by skin and flesh, just apply some medicine; Hua Wuchang's injuries are a little more complicated... But according to your physique, it should be fine to take good care of it." After saying that, Wang Xiaoru whispered a few words to Su Xiaoyu, and then led her to the inner room where Long Yubing was recuperating.

Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao put on their clothes and came to the pharmacy with tactility. Mu Wushuang sighed and smiled bitterly, shook his head: "If it were Lord Xie... there would be no problem!" Lin Miao also said with a relaxed face: "Yes, Fairy Huage was terminally ill at that time, and wasn't she rescued by Lord Xie? I just said, "My uncle, Ji Ren Tianxiang, can definitely survive this disaster!"

Mu Wushuang looked at Ju Luojian's broken scabbard and shook his head: "But it's not good for us to just have idle food here... Let's go find Aunt Hua to see if she can help her." Lin Miao slanted Mu Wushuang and whispered: "Ghost Madam wants us to help deal with Aunt Hua-Now we'll go find her... Is it appropriate?"

Mu Wushuang thought about it and could only nod his head helplessly: "You are right, let's just wait!" In the evening, Li Shuanghua took Cheng Ying to find Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao. Cheng Ying spoke without seeing anything else: "The shopkeeper has prepared a welcome banquet for you. You bring Miss Su and have a bar together!"

Mu Wushuang looked at the pharmacy where the candlelight was lit, and could only hold his fists a little guiltyly and said, "Aunt Hua... I'm afraid that the ghost will not let go..." Li Shuanghua chuckled and picked up his arms: "Don't let go? Then bring the wine and food here! Cheng Ying, arrange it. As for you two, follow me." Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao could only follow Li Shuanghua to the entrance of the restaurant.

Li Shuanghua stopped at the door of the lobby and stared at the crowded crowds in the restaurant and said, "Most of the people here are honest farmers, but there are a few thorns..." Mu Wushuang immediately turned his wrist and narrowed his eyes: "Aunt Hua, do you want me to give them some colors?" Li Shuanghua snorted and shook his head: "That's not. I'm just worried that they will collude with the government."

Lin Miao said thoughtfully: "Does we want to keep an eye on them? After all, it's not good to say it out loud." Li Shuanghua glanced at Lin Miao, nodded slowly, and then made a gesture of silence at them, then raised his voice and shouted: "Dad Zhang, where are I want? Are I ready?" An old man in his sixties heard Li Shuanghua's shouting, hurriedly walked out quickly and respectfully handed Li Shuanghua a finely carved scabbard.

Li Shuanghua took the scabbard and looked at it for a while, and the old man said respectfully: "Since the shopkeeper has opened his mouth, the villain must be driven out! Please see if it is suitable..." Li Shuanghua stuffed the scabbard to Mu Wushuang: "This thing is for him - today I accidentally broke his scabbard, so I can only trouble Mr. Zhang."

The old man hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "What are you saying, shopkeeper! If you weren't your kindness and kindness to take in our family, I wouldn't have the life to make this thing..." Mu Wushuang put Ju Luojian into the scabbard and nodded: "The size is just right... Mu Wushuang thanked Mr. Zhang!" Old Zhang raised his head and looked at Ju Luojian intently licked his tongue: "Oh! This is such a good sword! Old man, I have never seen such a good sword in my life!"

Mu Wushuang looked at Lao Zhang and smiled: "It's just a little sharper, which made Dad Zhang laugh." At this time, the two young men came to Mu Wushuang excitedly and asked bluntly: "Shopkeeper, Brother Cheng said that they are very skilled in martial arts, isn't it true?" Li Shuanghua pursed her lips and nodded: "Yes. No, Big Liu and Xiao Liu, listen to me: Don't always think about learning martial arts, be honest and craftsman, isn't that good?"

When Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao heard Li Shuanghua say this, they subconsciously looked at the two brothers: Li Shuanghua is right, the roots and bones of these brothers are indeed not good, and they are not suitable for practicing martial arts at all. Lin Miao took a deep breath and was about to say, "Why don't I teach them how to defend themselves with both hands?" Li Shuanghua had already reached out to stop Lin Miao, and Lin Miao could only swallow the words back into his stomach...
Chapter completed!