"Muyan, thank you so much, thank you so much, I'm OK, I'm really OK!"

Mingwuyan smiled and told seriously: "This month, be careful not to eat food, don't eat too greasy and spicy food, don't always touch and bite your upper lip, don't laugh, try to talk as little as possible for the time being."

"Oh, okay! I'll listen to you."

Ming Wuyan washed up and then said to Furuolan and others: "Everyone, it's time for you to pay the gambling."

Furuolan nodded and willingly paid the money, while the others paid without saying a word.

This is the first time that everyone lost but there is no complaint.

Even everyone surrounded Ming Wuyan and began to chatter, "Wuyan, are you good at medical skills? Why are you more powerful than the senior brothers and sisters of the Imperial Medicine Sect..."

"Yes, yes, your knife skills are so powerful. Just cut and…just fix it."

"Why do you want to take meat from her legs? Is there anything special?"

"What are the colored potions you use..."

Ming Ruoyan thought for a moment and answered them half-truely, "Everyone's body has muscle memory. It is even less likely to be repelled when it comes to the lips... The potion is naturally an exclusive secret recipe. It was left to me by the elders at home. I only know how to use it, but I don't know how to make it."

Everyone believed her words. After all, Ming Wuyan was only eleven years old, and her sword technique was amazing. If she knew how to refine this magical potion, she would be despicable.

Because of this move, Mingwuyan became famous throughout Rongshengtang. Soon, her fame also spread to Tianshan City, and even to Yutian Academy. Everyone knows that this year, a junior sister named Mingwuyan came to Tianshan City.

Because Ming Wuyan was very friendly, except for Ming Ruoyan, the people who lived in the same dormitory of Rong Shengtang had a great change in their impression of Ming Wuyan. Even Furuolan was no longer cold to Ming Wuyan, nor would she scold Rong Mi for being ugly.

Because after Rong Mi's lip lack is repaired, she is really a beautiful girl, and her appearance is even the best among these freshmen.

The next night, Mingwuyan received a high-level mission package sent to her by Senior Brother Queze from Yutian Academy, which was a very small box.

Ming Wuyan was very curious. Who would give her something?

When I opened it, I found that there were nine very thin ice needles inside, some long and short, some thick and some thin. Each one exuded a cold air and an inexplicable spiritual energy.

Putting these needles together, there is a bundle of nearly transparent threads. The thread is very smooth. If you touch it lightly, it is soft and soft, with a warm feeling, and it is very elastic, more like human skin. She was surprised and suddenly the appearance of the iceberg man appeared in her mind...

Did he give it to him?

She shook her head, wondering she would think of him.

Although she met twice, she didn't know what he looked like. She only felt that he was very cold. Apart from being cold, he was still cold and had a very good figure. She probably was 1.9 meters tall...

"Junior Sister Wu Yan, the things have been delivered, you can sign for them." Que Ze couldn't help calling Ming Wu Yan who was lost.

"Oh!" Ming Wuyan hurriedly signed her name on the notebook in Queze's hand and said, "Thank you!"
Chapter completed!