The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

"Haw haw!"

Obviously bunny.

Bai Lian opened the door: "What happened?"

Tutu looked anxious, its ears were drooping, its two front paws were raised high, and a wilted flower lay flat on the front paws.

Bai Lian asked, "Are you going to eat it?"

Tutu immediately shook his head: "Ha!"

It lifted the flower up and wrote on the ground with its ears, which was clearly a word for salvation.

Bai Lian took the flower, and she swept it with her divine sense before realizing that it was a dying flower demon.

She looked at her attribute, medical skill 6.

There is a hammer!

Even a professional veterinarian can't cure a flower!

Feed it a healing elixir?

Bai Lian stared at the flower demon for a long time and couldn't find a hole to put the medicinal herbs in, and he didn't know whether the medicines used to cultivate the spirit grass would be useful to it.

"What's the matter?" Bai Lian asked again.

Rabbit was suddenly furious.

It stood up, punched the air violently, and then chokes its ears with its ears.

Is it you who beat her like this?

Bai Lian was stunned.

No, now is not the time to think about such things.

As his eyes wandered, the crooked-neck tree outside the window came into Bai Lian's eyes.

Got it!

She thought of the ancestor of the blood tree.

It is the same plant into essence, the ancestor of the blood tree may have a way.

"You come with me."

Bai Lian led Tutu to Zhu Yanfeng quickly.

Chapter 8 Look at Bai Lian, and then look at yourself! 3.5k

Zhu Yanfeng's guardian disciple was extremely polite to Bai Lian.

She arched her hands and said:

"Master said, if Senior Sister Bai comes to the door, there is no need to notify. Except for a few forbidden places in the back mountain, Senior Sister Bai can go wherever she wants."

"thanks."

Bai Lian didn't have many contacts with Yan Yue, but she didn't dislike Yan Yue.

The uncle's temper is a little impatient, but the character of protecting the short is still very appetizing to her. If it wasn't for the big age difference, Bai Lian would like to have an in-depth communication with her.

After sighing in her heart, she explained her intention: "I have something to ask to see Master Yan."

That disciple pointed the way for Bai Lian.

After a while, Bai Lian led the anxious Tutu to a forest.

in wind and rain.

Under the bloody monster tree.

Yan Yue closed her eyes and stroked the nth-generation lyre inlaid with bloodstones in front of her.

The sound of the piano is long.

Can't say how pleasant it is, but it's not disgusting either.

Of course, it's limited to [people].

"Boom!"

Standing behind Yan Yue, the sleepy ancestor of the blood tree was angry. It is also a tree with musical cells. In its view, Yan Yue is a woman who is really incompetent.

It has been played for hundreds of years, and it is still at this broken level. What kind of piano can you play with such a dish? Go home and raise pigs!

The violin stopped abruptly.

Yan Yue's face darkened: "Do you have an opinion?"

The ancestor of the blood tree said: "I want to sleep!"

"Then you're saying that the tune I played wasn't hypnotic enough?"

Oh yo, if it's really hypnotic then we'll be thankful.

Unfortunately not.

Why are you killing pigs?

The ancestor of the blood tree glanced at Yan Yue disdainfully.

Yan Yue felt humiliated, she raised her eyebrows and became furious: "Shameless old tree, I raised you so big in vain, who helped you find a female tree to let you grow branches and leaves? You didn't Heart!"

"You seem to be taking the initiative. It's not that you lost the bet to me."

"You bastard, my mother fought with you today!"

When Yan Yue played the lyre on the stone platform, it was a swift knee bump.

Click.

The lyre suddenly split in half, Yan Yue held half of it in one hand, and chopped at the ancestor of the blood tree as if dancing with two swords.

"This sword contains four hundred years of anger!"

The ancestor of the blood tree calmly responded to Yan Yue's attack.

One person and one tree formed a ball, and in the blink of an eye, all the surrounding trees were blown over, revealing the expressionless Bai Lian standing behind.

"..."

Yan Yue's body stiffened.

When it was over, she was seen by Bai Lian, and her fame was ruined.

Bai Lian must think she is very unstable!

In this way, she still has the confidence to snatch Bai Lian from An Lan's scornful woman.

hateful.

Her chest hurts with anger.

Bai Lian bowed and called, "Master Yan."

Yan Yue covered her mouth and coughed lightly, taking this opportunity to secretly put the broken lyre back together.

"It's Bai Lian, do you have anything to do with me?"

Bai Lian immediately explained his intentions respectfully.

When she spoke, Tutu looked at the ancestor of the blood tree with nervous eyes.

Can it work?

Yan Yue nodded solemnly: "I see, it's a trivial matter."

Since it was Bai Lian's request, it had to be taken seriously.

Suddenly there was a knife in her hand.

Bai Lian looked at her puzzled: "Master Yan?"

I saw Yan Yue striding towards the ancestor of the blood tree

go.

The blood tree ancestor's face changed slightly: "What are you doing?"

Yan Yue grinned and said, "Let me stab you, don't worry, it only hurts a little when you first enter."

The ancestor of the blood tree danced his branches: "Don't even think about it, you angered me, the ancestor, I am also a big boss in the demon world, and I am iron-boned, you think..."

Yan Yue said: "I'll add some advanced nutrient solution to you at night."

"Take it easy, I'm afraid of the pain."

The ancestor of the blood tree took the initiative to stretch out a relatively thick branch.

Yan Yue stabbed with a knife without hesitation, and red sap suddenly flowed from the branch.

old blood tree