Sitting on the elegant seat on the third floor, Sikong Wangxing looked at Lin Xun's table from time to time.

At that table, Lin Xunzheng had a great time talking with his colleagues and kept commenting on the dancer downstairs.

"Why is this girl dancing so stiff?"

"This girl's smile is very unnatural."

"This girl should be a newcomer, she looks a little nervous."

"Why is this girl wearing so cool? Isn't she afraid of the cold?"

The sound of Lin Xun's comments naturally reached Sikong Wangxing and Zhuling's ears.

Originally, Zhu Ling had a sense of familiarity with this "Mr. Lin" before, and even had the urge to bite it.

But after coming to Chunfeng Tower, compared to the unprecedented novelty, I had no idea where Zhu Ling threw that sense of familiarity.

At this time, Zhu Ling was looking around at Chunfeng Tower, so she didn't have time to care about him.

Anyway, I can't remember it myself, so I just don't think about it anymore.

Besides, the young ladies dancing downstairs look so beautiful. Their waists look as soft as those of Sister Nongqin and Sister Sikong.

It’s just that the man’s comments once again aroused Zhu Ling’s idea.

Zhu Ling even pouted, thinking that this man was a bit annoying.

The lady dances very well, but she is not as unbearable as you said.

Besides, don’t look at others when they are dressed coolly, why are you staring at others’ thighs?

Humph! Hypocrite!

As for Sikong Wangxing, there are not many ideas.

She just kept looking at Lin Xun. If she could, Sikong Wangxing wanted to know what his wife's name was from their conversation.

Unfortunately, Mr. Lin and his colleagues have always just been drinking and eating, or commenting on the dance in the audience, or scolding his boss for how Akuya is, and rarely talks about private matters.

As he looked, in Sikong Wangxing's mind, the man named Lin Pei became increasingly coincidental with him in his memory.

For some reason, in Sikong Wangxing's heart, he felt that he was Lin Xun.

At the same time, Lin Xun, who was sitting in the seat, felt the sight from Sikong Wangxing behind him, and Lin Xun was completely uncomfortable.

The butt was twisting around, like an ant biting its butt.

But Lin Xun felt that he would never be discovered.

How could I be discovered if I pretended so well?

But this feeling is really strange.

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"Rise your head."

"No, it's so fierce..."

"..." Lin Xun felt that his joke seemed to have taken off.

"Oh Kaligong! Don't mess with me, tell me, I'm very fierce! Look up and I have something to do." Lin Xunmin's local dialect and Shu local dialect fly together...

However, the girl from Medicine King Valley understood it and raised her head blankly, blinking her big pair, with tears hanging on her eyelashes like wipers, just like morning dew, tears at the corners of her eyes, and her delicate appearance made people want to bully her again.

Science shows that when you see something extremely cute and weak, you can't help but want to bully it. This is a self-protection mechanism to prevent you from being cute...

But Lin Xun was not in the mood to bully her.

If you bully her again, I am afraid that it will leave a psychological shadow on her.

And the matter is important.

The Saint of Medicine King Valley raised her eyes timidly, but at this time the mask Lin Xun was wearing turned into a garlic turtle.

"So cute..." The Saint of Medicine King Valley's eyes lit up, and she spoke subconsciously, but quickly covered her mouth, got up and took a few steps back, "Pinch...what do you want to pinch..."

"Are you the saint of Medicine King Valley?" Walking to the girl, Lin Xun knocked on the stone beside her with a wooden stick.

"Don't want a fierce nest, don't want a fierce nest..." The girl hugged her head again.

"Don't squat!" Lin Xun said coldly when the girl wanted to hug her head and then squat in defense again.

The girl stood upright, her legs together without any gap.

"Put down your hand." Lin Xun sighed.

The girl put down her hands timidly.

At this time, tears were already circling in the girl's eyes, and her little nose was thrusting.

His little hands tightly pinched the hem of his skirt, and his uneasy and pitiful appearance was seen by those famous and upright flower protectors, Lin Xun felt that he was being chased and cut off.

In fact, Lin Xun didn't know why she suddenly became like this. Lin Xun felt that she could communicate well with her, but...

It was inexplicably strange that I seemed to have really become a villain... It was really fun to bully her...

"May I have your name?"

"Bamboo...Zhuling..."

"Zhu Ling, I want you to save the person behind me!"

Lin Xun continued to speak evilly.

"If you can't save it...hehehe..."

"You can save the nest, you can save the nest, and you can kill the nest..."

Zhu Ling hugged her head and squatted in defense again, and started crying again.

The threat lines that Lin Xun had just prepared were still half in his throat, but he found that he couldn't say them, and seemed a little uncomfortable...

The girl blinked and looked at Lin Xun.

Zhu Ling felt even more terrifying about the strength of this big villain. How could she take Miss Sikong to sneak away...

Although he was a little desperate, Zhu Ling did not hesitate at all. He quickly ground the spiritual pill into medicine powder, then incorporated it into the spring water of the Medicine King Valley, and took it to Sikong Wangxing.

"Ahem......"

The effect of the medicine was immediate. Sikong Wangxing coughed violently, and then the unconscious girl turned her head and vomited a mouthful of blood stasis.

The blood stasis carries sword energy, spell rhyme, and Lin Xun's spiritual power.

"After you thought you were stabilizing her injuries, but in fact the spiritual power you input made her mental power more disordered and her injuries worse."

After Sikong Wangxing's face returned to a hint of blood, Zhu Ling muttered softly, as if complaining that Lin Xun did not understand medicine and even saved people indiscriminately, and almost saved people to death.

"What did you say?" Lin Xun walked forward with a stick, "Say it again."

Lin Xun didn't pay attention to listening just now, and subconsciously stepped forward to listen more clearly.

"Don't......Nothing..." The little white rabbit's face turned pale, "Wo, I'm going to give a needle to Miss Sikong, pinch... pinch..."

Zhu Ling hugged the needle bag in her arms tremblingly. She wanted to say, "You need to take off your clothes when you run the needle, you can't look at it." Fang.

"Hmph! A big bad guy is a big bad guy! Zhu Ling, you can't be deceived." Zhu Ling shook her head, then took out a few screens from her sachet, and it rose around. The screens are also magic weapons that can isolate the spiritual consciousness.

With a black grass root in his mouth, Lin Xun sat on the grass with his spiritual sense relaxed. Anyone who approached him a hundred meters would be noticed by Lin Xun.

But... I remembered Sikong Wangxing's previous words and appearance...

"How did things turn out like this?"

Lin Xun wiped his face.

I just come over to help my wife save a best friend, and then hide my merits and fame, and do good deeds without leaving a reputation.

But the question is, why did I encounter so many things...

Lin Xun sighed softly.
Chapter completed!