Baijia Temple.

The white pheasant felt that there was a flame burning in the body, which made his body somewhat unspeakable, and he was weak and leaned against the wall behind him.

"Xiao Mi, I seem to be locked in this hall, we hurry to go and see."

Outside the door, a tender voice came.

The white scorpion opened his mouth, his throat was dry, and even a word could not be sent out, and he was uncomfortable.

Oops -

The door of the temple was pushed open, and the white eyelids were slightly opened, and the white moon standing at the door was seen through the bright moonlight outside the house.

In the arms of Bai Xiaochen, holding a white kitten, his face was red and his eyes were bright, brighter than the stars in the night sky.

"Hey."

Seeing the white squatting on the ground, Bai Xiaochen hurriedly ran his little short legs to the side of the white scorpion. He extended his small hand and tried the white forehead. He screamed, "Hey, you have a fever."

Don't think that the martial arts will not get sick. Their physique is only stronger than the average person. It does not mean that they are not sick.

"I'm fine..." The voice of Bai Yu was very hoarse and dry. He was afraid that Bai Xiaochen would worry about him. His face barely showed a smile. "Morning, how are you... will come here?"

"Mother is worried about swearing, let Xiaomi come to you, but the morning child wants to smash, and it will come together."

Bai Xiaochen’s little hand kept groaning in his arms. He pulled out a bunch of bottles and cans, and some of them annoyed and patted the little head.

"The morning child did not learn medicine with her mother. I don't know which one can cure the disease."

From small to large, he was only interested in poisoning. He has never learned medicine for healing and saving people...

"Or," Bai Xiaochen raised his head and his eyes filled with light. "Hey, do you try?"

"This is..." Bai Hao looked down at the bottles and jars in front of Bai Xiaochen, with a trace of doubt at the bottom of his eyes.

Bai Xiaochen's smile is very innocent and brilliant: "It is the snack of Chener and Xiaomi, and the mother gave us the preparation."

Snacks?

Bai Yan looked at the small face of Bai Xiaochen powder carving jade, and his heart slammed through a warm current.

"Don't eat snacks, you have to eat yourself."

Bai Xiaochen, who was still full of smiles, looked at the disappointment when he heard this: "At the beginning, the three divisions made a big fight for the snacks of the morning, and the morning thought that they would love it."

The white tongue's mouth was pumped, and the big three shots for the snacks, the three masters of the morning... How old is it?

"Stupid little master," Xiaomi squinted at the white morning. "Do you think that human beings are just like us, can you eat these things as snacks? You actually let him try, you are not afraid of him directly exploding. The body is dead?"

Bai Xiaochen glared at the innocent eyes and looked confused: "I am the son of a mother, and my brother is a younger brother. Then why can I eat, can't I?"

Xiaomi rolled her eyes and simply ignored Bai Xiaochen. It used his claws to plan for a while in the bottles and cans to find a bottle of medicinal herbs and handed them to the white pheasant.

"You eat the next one, and the cold will be right."

Bai Yan’s eyes were a little worried, and he used a snack to cure his illness... He was the first to hear about it.

Can look at Bai Xiaochen's bright eyes, Bai Hao could not bear to refuse, he took the porcelain bottle that Xiaomi pushed to the front, and twisted it carefully.

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