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Chapter 395 The Demon Sect Pretends Every Day (14)

nephew?

Standing on the sidelines, Ji Cheng endured the unhappiness in his heart and asked curiously: "Uncle, aren't you the father of Mr. Yilan?"

Ling Xiao almost burst out laughing.

Yilan's handsome face almost became distorted, he endured it, and took the initiative to explain patiently for Yichun: "He is my little uncle, only five years older than me!"

Yichun didn't seem to take it seriously, and said with a smile, "I look so old? Little miracle doctor? Do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

Ji Cheng shrank his head, smiled embarrassingly: "I'm sorry! I mistakenly thought you were Mr. Yilan's father!"

Yichun looked at Ji Cheng carefully, and said with a smile: "The little genius doctor is really kind, and he speaks very straightforwardly."

Ji Cheng felt intuitively that this was not a compliment, but a way to squeeze himself out.

At the critical moment, Ji Cheng looked very sharp, and said with a smile: "Uncle! Please be respected by the junior! I was blind and slipped my tongue before!"

Ji Cheng bowed to Yichun in a dignified manner.

Junior?

salute?

This is blocking Yichun's back road. He can neither hold Ji Cheng, a junior, accountable, nor can he make a fuss and criticize the other party without grace.

The smile on Yichun's face faltered, and he replied: "Aren't you here to see a doctor for me? Little genius doctor, follow me in!"

Ji Cheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally there was no danger.

Standing beside him, Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing happily when he saw his relieved look.

This guy looks cute, but he is actually a black belly.

Ling Xiao curled up his little finger, and playfully scratched Ji Cheng's soft and warm palm.

Sure enough, Ji Cheng was slightly taken aback.

He quickly grabbed Ling Xiao's Rou Yi, tightly grasped her restless little finger, then held up the two hands in front of him, and deliberately shook them like a demonstration at Mr. Yilan.

Yilan's face froze, a little jealous and helpless, she said with a smile: "Let's go, little genius doctor!"

"My uncle is not something to mess with. My biological father died young, and this uncle has always taken me and raised me." Yi Lan walked beside him, deliberately lowering his voice, and introducing his family to Ji Cheng.

"Uncle looks a bit...weak and slender, like a delicate daughter. In fact, he is vigorous and ruthless, and he is more scheming than Jiang Chongguang, the handsome king of Weihutang."

"Uncle loves me very much. Since I was a child, he has sent no less than a dozen nurses to take care of me. If those nurses do anything wrong, they will be severely punished by him. Therefore, none of the servants in Guanxuelou dare to act presumptuously in front of me. "

Yichun is good at establishing prestige, and he treats Mr. Yilan, his nephew, very indulgent and doting, not his biological father, but better than his own father.

Ling Xiao and Ji Cheng walked through an elegant southern garden, rockery, ponds, pavilions, and pavilions, and then came to the Bingyin Xiaozhu where Yichun lived.

Yichun stroked his big red sleeves, sat down gracefully, and then motioned to the maid serving at the side to bring steaming tea.

"This is the wild Biluochun that grows in the mountain nest in the south of the Yangtze River this spring. I only got a small jar. I always only take it out to entertain distinguished guests."

Yichun held up the white jade porcelain teacup, the corners of her beautiful lips curled up slightly, but the corner of her eyes fell on the magnificent Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao sat in the lower seat, which is the etiquette of the juniors.

She lifted the lid of Yucui's teacup, first sniffed the tangy tea fragrance, and then took a sip gently.

Sure enough, Biluochun lived up to her reputation.

"The mountain spring water for making tea comes from the plum blossoms in Nanshan. In winter, the city of Liuzhou is freezing cold, but the plum blossom spring water in Nanshan is the most pure and sweet. It flows continuously all year round, and the springs are extremely narrow. Every time you take water, You can only get one jar."

Ling Xiao couldn't help but praised: "Good mountains and rivers, good tea and hospitality."

Yichun seemed to be particularly interested in Ling Xiao, and said with a smile: "You just said that your name is Ling Xiao, and you don't have an ordinary woman's surname?"

"Yes."

"As far as I know, the guardian of the Blue Devil Mountain is Chilian. There is a girl who is beautiful and beautiful, but she wears a disguise mask all the year round and rarely shows her true colors to others. Could it be that the girl is the guardian of Chilian..."

Ling Xiao was taken aback immediately, and stared at the other party with some scrutiny.

This person seemed arrogant and arrogant, but in fact he caught the eye by surprise and hit the nail on the head.

"Little girl, don't be nervous." Yichun took a sip of hot tea with a smile.

Ling Xiao put down the jade teacup in his hand, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Why did uncle know such a secret? This is a secret that the Demon Cult has hidden for many years. Uncle can reveal the mystery so easily, so I'm not afraid..."

Yichun smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? I am the head of Guanxuelou, and I have contacts with many friends from all corners of the country. Who can do anything to me?"

Ling Xiao twitched the corners of his lips speechlessly, and Ji Cheng, who was fidgeting beside him, interrupted and asked, "Uncle! What's wrong with you? May I take your pulse and ask you for a doctor?"

When it came to the topic, Yichun seemed to be less interested, and said with a smile: "That's fine! I'm here to help you, little genius doctor."

The topic just now was interrupted by Ji Cheng seemingly unintentionally.

Mr. Yilan ordered the maid to take out the medicine box. Ji Cheng opened the medicine box, and there were all the tools in it. It seemed that Guanxuelou was well prepared.

Although Ji Cheng has never practiced his own medical skills, he is extremely talented. As the only son of the genius doctor Ji Chang, he inherited his father's aptitude and his mother's first-hand skills as a little doctor. He was quickly diagnosed for Yichun. He was poisoned. Many years, life is not long.

"Strange, this is Duan Hun San, which has been lost for a long time in the Jianghu. The name sounds simple, but in fact, it was a poison that everyone in the Jianghu heard of. There is still no antidote. It can only be suppressed by some natural materials and earth treasures. Hold on, don't let the poison spread in the internal organs."

Ji Chengjun frowned, seeing Yichun's indifferent attitude, he couldn't help questioning: "Uncle, if an ordinary person is poisoned by this poison, it may be difficult to survive without the medicinal power of those natural materials and earthly treasures."

"Since Uncle can survive to this day in good health, presumably...Uncle has already found the antidote to suppress Duan Hun San?"

Ji Cheng is similar to the miracle doctor father in this point, and he is particularly interested in the rare treasures in the world, especially the rare and rare medicinal materials.

Yichun didn't take it seriously, and replied with a smile: "I do have a lot of rare treasures in my hands, but the most important thing is that I have the deep inner strength obtained from 20 years of painstaking practice. To tell you the truth, I have to practice detoxification every day. .”

Ji Cheng suddenly realized, and smiled admiringly: "Duan Hun San is extremely dangerous. Uncle can use kung fu to detoxify, which shows that you are one of the best peerless masters in today's martial arts."

This rainbow fart really came in time.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, and had a new understanding of Ji Cheng, who was cute on the outside and dark on the inside.

At this time, Yichun and Ji Cheng were very close, and Yichun could clearly see the blemish-free musculature and bones of the opponent's face, as well as the delicate facial features and pure and innocent temperament of Ruolan.

What a beautiful young man.

Yichun stretched out his hand to grab Ji Cheng as if unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Little genius doctor, the visitor is a guest, why don't you stay in the Guanxue Building tonight?"

Ji Cheng didn't seem to notice it, and patted Yichun's shoulder as if to comfort him: "Uncle! You have to take care of yourself in the future. This kind of Duanhun powder can slowly corrode internal organs. You must maintain deep internal strength to be able to Fighting poison all the time."

(End of this chapter)