MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 8 "3 no products" (1)

Although Lin Wanrong's heart was a little angry, he didn't regret what he had done. It was obviously not a pleasant thing to kill a beautiful woman. Lin Wanrong gave full play to the spirit of Ah Q, and he had a good YY to Xiao Qingxuan to comfort his injured heart.

He was wet and wet all over his body, his body was burning hot, and he was seriously injured and poisoned.

Fortunately, this place ashore is not very far from where Lin Wanrong is currently staying, and the sky is getting dark. Don't worry about anyone discovering his whereabouts.

Gao Lin Wanrong looked around and saw nothing abnormal. She gritted her teeth, avoided all the way, and insisted on walking towards the residence. Along the way, no one paid attention to him at all. The little girl named Xiao didn't seem to search for him in the city, and Lin Wanrong was relieved.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the house, Lin Wanrong couldn't hold it anymore, she collapsed to the ground softly, panting heavily.

Holding an old shadow, he walked slowly to Lin Wanrong, his voice hoarse: "You are back."

His pupils are empty, as if they were dug out by human beings, revealing two empty *, it seems a bit scary.

Qi Lin Wanrong has been with him for almost a month, and he was not so scared at the beginning. He nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Wei, I just went out for a walk, but I didn't expect to lose my life."

以来 Since he got along with this uncle Wei, he has always spoken frankly. Of course, his true origin is excluded, because that is too difficult to accept and hard to imagine.

Uncle Wei didn't speak, he slowly crouched down, put his fingers on Lin Wanrong's pulse, and then withdrew his eyebrows for a while, and then took off his wrist and replied: "You are poisoned. It's a chronic soft tendon, although it won't kill you, but two Within hours, his body was dark and weak, and he could recover to his original state within twelve hours. "

Gao Linwanrong heard that the poison was not fatal, and suddenly she breathed a long breath, saying that your little girl hadn't done anything. But think about the situation in the water just now. If the toxicity had occurred at that time, wouldn't you have died? Thinking of this, I was a little afraid.

"As for the internal and external injuries you have suffered, it only takes a few days to recover," Uncle Wei continued. Although he couldn't see, he felt Lin Wanrong's trauma after a few touches.

I heard that Lin Wanrong was able to save his life. He felt much better. Those who suffered from external injuries were still in second place. The pain also seemed to be reduced by a few points. Of course, this was probably a psychological effect.

大 Uncle Wei held down Lin Wanrong and said, "Be patient, I will pull out the small arrow on your body."

Gao Lin was honored for a moment, and said bitterly, "Uncle Wei, is there no anesthetic? Such a rude way is not suitable for a civilized man like us."

大 Uncle Wei froze, "What is anesthetic?"

I didn't expect that the world's technology is still so backward, haven't Li Shizhenhua 佗 these great gods yet appeared? It seems that the suffering is fixed. Lin Wanrong asked unwillingly: "Just make my shoulder part temporarily unconscious, and then you pull out the arrow so that I don't feel pain."

Uncle Wei shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of such a drug. Sweat medicine is available. Would you like to try it?"

Qi Lin Wanrong hurriedly shook her head and opened her eyes to take sweat medicine? Just kidding, I got sick when I was sick.

大 Uncle Wei handed one of his stinky shoes and said, "Just bite this."

Qi Lin Wanrong hurriedly said, "No need, no need." He looked around and found two small books bound by the line and bit his mouth, then looked at Uncle Wei and said vaguely, "Come on."

Uncle Wei was about to start, but he heard Lin Wanrong's exclaiming: "Slow-" Seeing Uncle Wei's confused look "looking" at himself, Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Uncle, please start lightly, that's mine Flesh. "

大 Uncle Wei nodded, Lin Wanrong remembered the little girl who had harmed her, and was so angry that she greeted the little girl's ancestor eighteenth generation.

When the matter came to an end, it was useless to be afraid, and Lin Wanrong's face showed a determination.

Uncle Wei gently held the small golden arrow in both hands, and with a little hardening, the small arrow fell into his hand. Lin Wanrong bit her book tightly, her face pale, and sweat dripping down, but she didn't say a word.

Uncle Wei nodded, his face full of admiration, it seemed that Lin Wanrong did not have such a hard bone.

Zaolin Wanrong was born in a mountain village near the Han River from a young age. In her character, there is a lot of resilience and perseverance of rural children. Otherwise, she cannot be admitted to Peking University as the city's first place. He couldn't do anything about scraping the bones and curing poison, but he was able to pull out his arrows and bite his teeth.

大 Uncle Wei handed out the little golden arrow to Lin Wanrong's hands, and Lin Wanrong looked over and over again.

This small arrow is made of pure gold and is exquisitely crafted. The arrow is engraved with the word "Xuan" written by Xiu Xiu.

Remembering that the former Xibei product called itself Xiao Qingxuan, Lin Wanrong understood that this little girl was named Qing Xuan. As for Qing Xuan, it was just a homonym.

"Xiao Qingxuan, Xiao Qingxuan-" Lin Wanrong said a few words quietly, this name is indeed very elegant, just by hearing its name, you can already see its person.

This chick made Lao Tzu see the blood, and I must show her blood. I must report, care about it, do this to this chick. Lin Wanrong's mouth sneered.

大 Uncle Wei heard Lin Wanrong read the name, a flash of color flashed on his face: "Xiao Qingxuan? Are you sure her last name is Xiao?"

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Lin Wanrong couldn't confirm what her last name was, but Qing Xuan said that her name should not be fake.

Uncle Wei also said, "Long Rong, tell me about what happened when you met her today."

Uncle Wei was the first person Lin Wanrong met after he came to this world. He personally rescued Lin Wanrong from Xuanwu Lake. Needless to say, that kind of gratitude. Lin Wanrong listened to what happened at the lake today and the conversation between him and Xiao Qingxuan.

大 Uncle Wei listened, his face was also a little surprised, apparently admiring Lin Wanrong's high theory.

When I read the poem, Uncle Wei's face was even more shocked: "Long Rong, is this poem really made by you?"

On the day of vacation, I went to visit Taishan with my colleagues. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com. That horrible girl was forcing Lin Wanrong to pick up the luggage of three or four people. After the rain, Lin Wanrong slipped on his feet and fell into the sea of ​​clouds. , And then somehow was sent to this completely different world and fell into Xuanwu Lake.

If Uncle Wei accidentally rescued Lin Wanrong, I am afraid that Lin Wanrong had already lost Huang Quan. Therefore, Lin Wanrong had deep gratitude and admiration for Uncle Wei. In theory, this matter should not lie to him.

However, Lin Wanrong also knows that people in this place have a nearly crazy persistent pursuit of ancient poetry. In order to avoid unbearable troubles, Lin Wanrong had to stubbornly say, "Yes, Uncle Wei, this is what I accidentally obtained when I was traveling around the lake. It makes you laugh. "

Uncle Wei sighed: "Long Rong, I've been with you for more than a month. In the past month, you have been sitting all day, talking about something like travel, company, etc. in your mouth. I have never seen you read a poem. I did n’t go out and walk around until the last few days. I thought you did n’t like poems, but you did n’t expect that there was a gap in your chest. But with these words, no one can talk with the so-called gifted women today. You compare them. "

Qi Linwanrong's old face was blushing. Xiao Qingxuan also mentioned this to him once, but he accepted it frankly at the time, but now he was really a little embarrassed in the face of the benefactor's praise.

But Lin Wanrong didn't feel shameless at all. When I come to this place somehow, there must be something close to me. These are regarded as God's compensation for myself.

I want to say shameless, the chairman of the miserable Lin Wanrong so miserable Qian Jin is the most shameless.

Thinking of that abominable chick, Lin Wanrong suddenly had a tendency to burst away. He hurriedly controlled his emotions, closed his abdomen, raised his hips, and deflated. Compared with this abominable chick, Xiao Qingxuan is considered cute.