It was dawning, and the Imperial Medicine Supervision Commission.

The Imperial Drug Administration is located outside the imperial city. It is considered a hospital in Shangguan. It is also responsible for managing drug pill recipes, such as the "Dragon Blood Pill". The pill recipe is in the hands of the court. If you want to refine it, you will report taxes, otherwise you will embezzle state-owned property and exil to Lingnan!

The reason why the Gu Poison Sect is called a fake drug dealer is that the unlicensed elixirs circulated in the world are all from their homes, and the price can be half the cheaper, but the quality can only be said to be contending with a hundred schools of thought.

After Xie Jinhuan came out of his wife's house, he came to the Imperial Medicine Supervision. It can be seen that five soldiers from Danzhou were all recuperating.

The detective Xiao Wang and his partner have woken up, and they are covered with unknown ointments all over their bodies. They have woken up but cannot get up for the time being.

Liu Qingzhi and his partner are in a good situation because they are elites in the royal family.

Yang Dabiao relied on the exaggerated background of the seven bowls of mutton soup for breakfast, and his roots were solid. At this time, he sat at the table and ate a sensation with the old doctor:

"Demonic Ghost Cultivator, I've seen you once when I grew up so old. I have tried to force you to make hundreds of tricks. I don't necessarily have this experience in the Imperial Heaven Supervision Bureau..."

"Indeed, nowadays, it's getting more and more uneasy, and ghost cultivators are beginning to emerge in Jingzhao Mansion..."

...

Xie Jinhuan found that his comrades were not seriously injured, so he felt relieved. After going in and greeting Yang Dabiao and others, he turned around and headed to the bank of Fengyi River.

Thinking of the experience last night, Xie Jinhuan's mind was filled with white waves and pink flowers appeared and was a little worried.

At this time, walking on the riverside with the strong autumn scenery, and after confirming that there is no one around, hold the Zhenglun sword with your hand:

"The beauty of the night?"

Zhenglun Sword had no response.

It's over...

Xie Jinhuan was really stimulated by the unhappy disgusting little eyes yesterday. He shot his brain to the end, but it turned out that he was obviously not wearing a model!

When Xie Jinhuan found that the ghost wife had no response, she couldn't help but feel nervous and held the sword up:

"Hongshang? I was wrong. I thought you really didn't feel anything, so I moved slightly..."

Before he finished speaking, the sky dimmed a little.

Xie Jinhuan looked up and saw a peerless cart appeared on the small street along the river.

He was over five meters tall, wearing a long blood-colored dress, with a golden dragon pattern on his waist, and holding a red umbrella covering the sky and the sun. He was looking at him from a high place, his eyes that were fascinating, as if he was looking at the ant under his feet:

"Don't look at the gods with mortal eyes. My sister didn't feel it at all. That was Wanyi's reaction. She woke up and I went out."

Yeah?

Xie Jinhuan didn't know the principle of the ghost, but it was definitely difficult to refute at this time, so he just raised his head and said:

"That's good……"

"But you acted recklessly and still made me angry. You can send me back as soon as possible so that we can get together and leave, and don't dig me out in the future."

"?"

Xie Jinhuan saw that his wife was about to break up, and her expression became solemn. She couldn't reach it if she wanted to hold hands, so she could only hold her knees:

"Don't you slap me again? I'll accept the punishment!"

Ye Hongshang did not wear a model, but just looked down:

"Why should I reward you?"

"Well……"

Xie Jinhuan thought that this is not a reward...

But the ghost wife thought it was, so he also admitted it. He raised his head and ended up covering the sky and the sun. He could not see his face, so he could only lean back:

"Or why do you think of a way to punish me? Everything is fine, I will accept it calmly."

Ye Hongshang blinked, thought for a while, put away the red umbrella, and slowly shrank until he and Xie Jinhuan were shoulder to shoulder, raised his hands, revealing two balls, one red and one blue:

"You choose it yourself, one is a reward and the other is a punishment. Every time you look at it for a quarter of an hour. I will forgive you after watching it for twelve hours."

When Xie Jinhuan faced the red and blue double balls, he had guessed what the punishment was:

"Uh... it's not right? In twelve hours, I won't have to bleed in my seven orifices and hold my qi and meridians?"

Ye Hongshang raised his eyebrows, his eyes unquestionable:

"Only if you are afraid can you have a memory. If you don't choose, you will have no chance."

“…”

Xie Jinhuan took a deep breath, looked left and right, and pointed at the blue ball.

The ball immediately turned into transparency, and the sexy pendulum of Butler Hou's starting point is...

Grass!

Xie Jinhuan was so shocked that she was not surprised, her scalp was numb, and she looked at the ghost wife beside her:

"At least it's really random. It seems that I choose whether I choose or not..."

Ye Hongshang narrowed his eyes slightly: "I've given you a chance. You made the wrong choice. Do you think I'm cheating on purpose?"

Otherwise?

Xie Jinhuan waved his hand quickly: "No, no..."

Ye Hongshang didn't bully anyone, and the red ball turned into a crystal ball, and there appeared inside it - the Wanyi perspective of him working hard on it and sweating profusely...

?

Xie Jinhuan was shocked, and quickly raised his hand to cover it, scanning the streets left and right:

“Can this be called a reward?!”

"I'll let you carefully appreciate your proud and proud pride, isn't it a reward?"

Xie Jinhuan felt that Wanyi was considered a reward when he looked at this perspective. When he looked at this perspective, he felt that he was damaging himself, and he had an embarrassment...

However, the ghost wife was indeed angry and she couldn't coax her.

Xie Jinhuan hesitated for a moment, but still looked at Butler Hou who would not have beaten him up:

"I think it's only twelve hours...uh...hiss...fuck~!"

Ye Hongshang saw Xie Jinhuan's veins bulging, his eyes were so bitter that he regretted his original appearance. He felt much more comfortable, so he held the light ball and accompanied him for a walk:

"The eyes are gone for more than a blink of an eye and start over."

"Okay, I deserve it..."

...

Not long after, Su Yunzhai.

The two-story building on the river is still closed.

Xie Jinhuan sat on the steps at the door, covered his forehead with both hands, and recalled Wanyi's plump breasts and buttocks to brainwash her, thus forgetting the indescribable thing that would cause her soul to tremble when she even mentioned her name.

Ye Hongshang leaned against the door with his arms wrapped around his chest, and his eyes returned to his usual teasing look:

"Oh~ Why can't you be proud? Can you?"

"Sister Ye, I am really wrong. I am young and ignorant, and I am impulsive..."

"Apology is useless. My sister doesn't admit it. And if you don't continue watching, it's just in vain."

“…”

Xie Jinhuan was silent for a long time, but nodded, got up and tidyed up his clothes:

"I'll take a slow down and do the job first."

After saying that, he knocked on the door.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

But there was no response inside.

Ye Hongshang took out the red and blue balls again and held them in the palm of his hand:

"uh-huh?"

Xie Jinhuan found that Da Bingtuo was not there and was a little confused. However, it was normal for him to borrow a treasure like Jiazilian to avoid so quickly. He thought of coming again in the afternoon and leaving with the ghost wife first, and continued to accept the punishment of the ghost wife along the way.

As a result, he almost died halfway...

——

Danzhou, Zihui Mountain.

At noon, the main peak of Zihui Mountain was in Shujian Pavilion.

Thousands of magic swords were arranged neatly in the hall. Seven statues of evil-suppressing beasts were squatting in the center of the hall, with chains on their mouths connected to a hollow ball.

The ball was blazing white, like a thunder pool forbidden land. You could see a flashing ghost with a shrill face, but there was no sound at all.

Three masters of Zihui Mountain sat cross-legged under the ball, harnessing the thunder technique to bombard the ball.

On the corridor on the second floor, Nangong Ye was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, looking for ways to deal with ghost cultivators in books all over the wall. He looked serious and the aura of the sect leader who was frozen for thousands of miles made the disciples of Shujian Pavilion be careful even breathing, but his mind occasionally flashed through the wall he heard last night.
To be continued...