Chapter 115: Strange old man
In the **** battlefield, in the VIP room, an old man stood with his hands up and waiting for Luo Qingtong's arrival.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and looked up and smiled somewhere in the air: "Ming Zun."
If anyone is here, they will be shocked to find that the old man's attitude is very casual, and he has no special fear of this black domain supreme master!
Obviously, he is also a master of the same level as Mingzun!
"He, you can't move."
Ye Qianji's voice came from the other side of the air.
This is obviously a very clever technique of sound transmission, and his figure is not even shown here.
"Oh, that evil doctor?" The old man's voice was surprised. He didn't expect to hear a voice from Qian Zun, just to warn him not to touch the evil doctor.
"He's from the Black Realm." Ye Qianyu's voice was cold.
He didn't touch the evil doctor, and naturally he was not allowed to move him!
After all, that's what I found so far, the only clue that can find that woman.
"Zunzhu misunderstood." The old man's smile on the face was kind, and after that moment of surprise, his complexion recovered again.
"The old man came, just to see who was the evil doctor who had no clue about refining the medicine, but who was able to refining the superior medicine." He laughed.
"The old man won't bother him, just seeing such a genius can't help itching."
Ye Qianji didn't speak again.
The breath taking in the air receded.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that Ming Zun valued that evil doctor so much, it made the old man more curious." The old man smiled to himself in the silent room.
However, I am looking forward to the arrival of Luo Qingtong.
No one has ever been able to attract such great attention from Ming Zun, this evil doctor is really good at it.
Luo Qingtong, a good doctor, is now pushing in and coming in.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the old man standing in the middle looking at him meaningfully.
Luo Qingtong instantly became goosebumps.
The other person's eyes were really strange.
The meaning of "I'm interested in you" should not be too strong.
Isn't this an old broken sleeve? Fancy yourself?
Luo Qingtong thought, shaking off the goosebumps all over the ground, and instantly wanted to disregard the strain of heaven and earth dragon soul grass, and just turned around and left.
Fortunately, the old man spoke in time, breaking this misunderstanding.
"You are the evil doctor? The old man has seen Xuanyuan Yixin, which is refined by you, but can enter the extreme without knowing the technique of refining. It is really amazing to make such a superfluous solution.
He did not mention the matter of mourning respect, since the other party chose to speak to him in a nowhere, naturally he did not want to let people know.
In this case, he need not say more.
It turned out that Luo Qingtong was relieved when she saw the mystery of her refining technique.
Not just an old broken sleeve.
"Your Excellency. I don't know why you came here this time."
As soon as Luo Qingtong's voice came out, the old man was surprised for a moment, then looked at her more meaningfully.
"It's rumored that the evil doctor's medical skills are extraordinary. I don't know if he can cure the wounds on the old man?" He looked at Luo Qing with his hands and said.
"If you can, Dragon Soul of Heaven and Earth, the old man offers both hands."
For a while, the old man was full of interest. It didn't look like he was seeking treatment, but instead he was examining Luo Qingtong.
Luo Qingtong looked at the expression on his face, twitching at the corners of his lips.
How did this old man behave so strangely?
But she didn't care.
I heard that as long as he healed the wounds on the other side, he could get the Dragon Soul of Heaven and Earth, and immediately he operated pupil technique and looked at him.
That doesn't matter, Luo Qingtong turned around and left.
"Sorry, I can't cure this injury!"
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