Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

The crisis has been resolved, and everyone is happy.

Leng Quanyi looked at Zhuo coldly, pursed her lips, and pinched his arm hard behind Yu Zhao's back.

Zhuo subconsciously raised his hand, but she took the lead and hid in Yu Zhao's arms, looking like a little bird, with amber eyes that were ignorant and innocent, and she carefully pinched the corner of her clothes to complain.

"Senior Sister, look, he wants to hit me again." She almost hung on Yu Zhao, "I didn't do anything."

Zhuo almost choked to death on his own saliva. He thought he was shameless enough when facing Shen Yuzhuo, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was even more shameless than him!

Junior sister who loves Longjing tea.

"Zhao Zhao, it was obviously she who started it first? That fat bird can testify to it." He looked at the furry 'fat bird' with a light in his eyes.

Cui Yu frowned slightly. He couldn't accept either the nickname of Fat Bird or the fact that Zhuo wanted to marry his disciple. After a brief thought, he chose to be blind and stomped his feet.

"I didn't see anything."

The light in the scorching eyes went out: "..."

These two must be in cahoots! Teaming up to bully an honest man like him?

Yu Zhao kept a suspicious look, and felt a headache and buzzing in her head. She casually pulled down the junior sister who was hanging on her and warned her.

"Don't hang on me like this anymore. Your waist is almost broken."

She looked at Zhuo, who was full of expectation, and returned the key and jade pendant to him, saying frankly, "I don't have any thoughts of finding a Taoist partner for the time being."

Still can't do it, Zhuo lowered his eyes, his beautiful face full of seriousness, and asked in a lost tone: "When will Zhao Zhao have an idea? I can wait for you forever."

I hope that before I die, I can wait for the love that belongs to me alone, which has nothing to do with Shen Yuzhuo, but only with Zhuo.

The future was uncertain, and Yu Zhao didn't dare to make any promises. He met the boy's pure black eyes and said, "We can be friends."

It doesn't have to be a lover.

friend……

Zhuo secretly glanced at Shen Yuzhuo, then looked back at Yu Zhao, leaned closer to her and asked, "What is Shen Yuzhuo?"

They are just tools and oxen.

Yu Zhao almost blurted out, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but say, "I think we know each other."

This statement made Zhuo feel more comfortable. Junior sister is junior sister, master is elder, fat bird is just a little fat bird, and Shen Yuzhuo is not even a friend. It's despicable!

dark cool.

It would be nice if I could be better than him.

Sooner or later he will succeed in getting promoted, and then he will hold Zhao Zhao and show off in front of Leng Quanyi and Shen Yuzhuo every day.

Shen Yuzhuo was a little overwhelmed by the fact that he knew these three words. His face turned greener and greener, and he was almost shaking with anger. He had clearly said that he trusted him, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even be considered a friend.

This stinky woman is so hypocritical!

He never believed her again.

Qin Yun asked, "Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

His complexion is extremely bad.

"I'm fine." Shen Yuzhuo's teeth were itching with anger. He didn't care at all. Yes, he didn't care at all.

A group of people had exhausted their spiritual energy and had to land to rest. Some of them overdrew their spiritual energy in mid-air and fell directly, causing serious injuries.

The medical practitioners on the scene carried out first aid, but they were all young disciples, more or less lacking in experience. Some of them were rummaging through medical books taller than themselves, learning while treating. The injured disciples did not want to be experimental guinea pigs and tried to crawl away.

However, he was pinned to the ground by the disciple who was traveling with him, unable to move.

"Don't be afraid, junior brother. This senior brother has been learning for a whole month and is very experienced." The disciple who was traveling with him raised his chin towards the disciple next to him, who was howling like a pig being slaughtered.

"You're quite lucky. That medical practitioner has only been learning for three days."

In addition to refining pills, medical practitioners must also be able to treat injuries. Under some harsh conditions, when the pills are exhausted, medical practice becomes useless. Therefore, Haoyun Sect vigorously develops other treatment methods.

Let them have a place even if there are no spiritual plants and herbs.

The injured disciple raised his upper body and looked over blankly. He saw the beautiful senior sister gently laying the disciple down, then took out a silver needle as thin as a hair and spoke in a soft voice.

"Don't be afraid, Junior Brother. I will be gentle."

It looks very reliable at first glance!

The injured disciple looked at his brother, who was so muscular and looked like he could kill him with one punch. An expression of envy appeared on his face, and he said shyly and timidly:

"I want that senior sister to treat me."

The next second, the beautiful senior sister looked apologetic, her eyes gentle as she reached into the storage bag, "I almost made a mistake. This needle is not the one I need."

Deng Deng Deng!

The shiny needle, as thick as a little finger, was then pulled out by Shui Lingling. The junior brother, who had been lying there limp and looking as if he was about to collapse, suddenly jumped up on the spot. It was a medical miracle.

"I won't treat it for now. My... my master is calling me home for dinner!"

"It's this one, please bear with it." The gentle senior sister waved her hand, and soon two disciples came forward aggressively and grabbed the disciple who was about to run away.

The division of labor is clear, one person presses the hands and the other presses the legs.

The disciple being pressed: Σ(°Д°;

"I just wanted to try out the effect of this needle." The senior sister still smiled gently, but the needle in her hand was frighteningly shiny.

The screams from next door were earth-shaking. The injured disciple's eyes were as big as copper bells. He was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back. He turned his head stiffly with sweat pouring down.

"I have the pills, I'll just take them, let me go!" He burst into tears and really wanted to beat himself to death for accidentally falling to the ground because his spiritual power was exhausted.

Yu Zhao just leaned over and took a look before he was dragged away to do hard labor.

Senior Brother Zhang, with his muscular body, looked at her and said simply, "Numbness from the fist."

Yu Zhao, who was acting as an assistant temporarily, was a little confused. She thought he was going to give him a shot of Ma Fei San. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Zhang did not move. He motioned her to take action and frowned.

"Fist numbness."

Seeing that she didn't react, Senior Brother Zhang raised his fist to demonstrate to her and punched her hard. The junior sister who had been struggling violently just now became obedient in an instant, rolling her eyes, sticking out her tongue, and lying on the ground unconscious.

This……

How can this be called general anesthesia?

This is a fist supplement!

Even if he has one breath left, he will be beaten to death and go to see the King of Hell. Yu Zhao was stunned and dumbfounded.

Senior Brother Zhang had a blank expression on his face. "Fist numbness, understand?"

The corners of Yu Zhao's mouth twitched wildly. This brother is more suitable to go to the ring and beat people up. This medical practitioner from Haoyun Sect is too powerful!

Senior Brother Zhang skillfully tied the man to a special wooden board and fixed his hands and feet with the skin of a spiritual animal. It looked more like he was preparing to torture the man than to provide treatment.

Other medical practitioners all needed Ma Fei San, but he didn't even need Ma Fei San, being extremely frugal. In his early years, he followed his master and traveled around the world, practicing medicine and curing many mortals.

Every time I see their smiling faces after a successful recovery, and their families’ relief and joy, all the hard work is worth it.

He thought his medical career would continue.