Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Mu Qingshan rectified his mood and returned to the smiling face fox with no smile.

"Lin Wushi, I am going to ask you, how did you have such a big grasp last night?"

Mu Qingshan smiled and made Lin Luoran a moment of swaying. She thought of another person who was similar to his temperament, Liu Zheng. He was taken away by the madman, and I don’t know if there is a foundation now.

Lin Luoran lost nothing but an instant, she blinked in the blink of an eye.

This smile is full of green eyes. He certainly does not want to ask Lin Luoran why he knows that there are small things like ambush in the village. A martial artist with internal strength is not as ordinary as anyone can imagine.

What he wants to ask is the fake village chief who was caught last night.

Lin Luoran put him on the rut and turned it all night. This person has not yet awakened. Lin Luoran kicked him, and the fake village chief made a few rounds on the ground. When he woke up, his eyes were confused.

After a while, he already knew that he was a prisoner, and he remembered Lin Luoran’s martial arts.

Lin Luoran saw him with a pair of eyes turned around and smiled. "You want to make some words to fool us, or are you going to escape?"

The fake village chief made a look of horror, Lin Luoran ignored his flattering words, the curtains picked up, she was burning water to make tea.

"If I were you, then I will not escape. At this time, I will know that I have to explain things clearly... I am afraid you still don't know. After the Mujia caravan left last night, there are hundreds of iron rides in the city. You stay in the village. Without a live mouth, all of them burned into coke..."

The fake village chief looks like a blue-green, staring at Lin Luoran, who is moving in the clouds and is making tea.

A pot of boiling water goes down, the tea leaves are swirled in the cup, the soup is discolored, and the tea is also overflowing. Lin Luoran’s face is not really real, and the sound is low but exceptionally clear:

"The leader is a young man, wearing a silver mask, pointed chin and thin lips, can I tell the wrong?"

The fake village chief’s line of defense finally collapsed completely and fell to the ground.

They are indeed a nest, but the village women villagers are mostly true couples.

For example, "Mrs. Village Head" is the old wife who has lived for many years.

"I don't know who he is. I have made silver for us to do this business. Even the soft gluten is provided by them. I only listen to others who always call him the seven lords. It is probably a ranking. When it comes to identity, we are like this. The mountain, even the face of the nobles is not worthy, how can I know..."

The fake village chief, nicknamed Zhang Dahei, is a nearby mountain and leads two hundred people. It is also a small force. Take it in.

Lin Luoran let the **** sit on the ground, and sadly hate for a while.

She drank the morning tea, and then turned to the dilemma of Mu Qingshan: "Mu Siye, I don't care if you pay for this batch of people, just want to tell you, the young man who ranks seventh is willing to take the army out of town. Robbery, you should understand what kind of identity he is probably... You are afraid of out of the ghosts, and the original driving route is also useless."

The smile of Mu Qingshan’s face could not be stretched, and it was a matter of great importance. He did not dare to sue Lin Luoran’s truth. Lin Luoran’s last proposal was obviously beneficial.

There is nothing wrong with changing the route. He hesitates that the route has changed, and the support of the family has not been used.

Is it really necessary to put this hardship on the shoulders of Lin Shishi, who looks slim and tall?

Mu Qingshan was wavering, and Lin Luoran threw a heavy bomb:

"I hate the sultry people. Now there are a few small tails behind the team. Let me help you solve the problem, or do you decide to fight back?"

Decided to fight back?

Mu Qingshan thinks of the identity of the young man in the silver mask. It is not that they can kill the stone with the egg.

However, when they chose to support the other side, they were destined to become a deadly enemy with the silver mask young people. The two sides are endless.

Even the army has called it, this is to make the Mu family go to death.

Mu Qingshan’s mouth is a sneak peek. The emperor is still a young man. He dares to do this. He really has to work hard. Why not learn to learn another enemy to fight against the enemy, staying in the Imperial Beijing, is not just trying to take advantage of the fishermen?

The status of a businessman is low, and it is another matter to do a big caravan like Mujia. Mu Qingshan went to the south and was not a timid person. Lin Luoran’s proposal made him very tempted.

Killing the man, frustrating his arrogance, Mu Qingshan feels no big deal.

"Is there any way to counterattack at the same time, not to hurt too many lives? After all, those soldiers, but also obeying orders..." Mu Qingshan is a bit embarrassed, he also knows that this request is too difficult.

I know Lin Luoran is a mysterious smile, nodded to her.

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The Guards of the Mujia team received a strange task after eating breakfast.

Suddenly, a few thin sheets of paper were printed on the top, and some vivid flowers and plants were painted on them. Let them be a group of people and search for these flowers and plants. Everyone was surprised that they were attacked last night. Today, it’s not a good way to stay away from this place. How can I still pull out this useless flower grass?

At the beginning, they were still Mu Fei and they were willful. If they later learned that they were Lin Wu’s request, they all had doubts and no hesitation in action. Last night, Lin Luoran made a big fuss, and a martial arts made these people swear by the fact that Lin Wushi only took money and was not a shame. At the same time, he was greatly admired.

This is an era that belongs to the strong, strength is respect, martial arts, it represents the absolute right to speak.

The Mu family worked together to find flowers and plants, and even Murphy and Zhang Dahe had several paintings.

The former is owed to Lin Luoran's kindness and I don't know how to serve softly. The latter is probably supported by the resentment that people first use and then destroy.

Lin Luoran's knowledge can almost cover a whole hill. He is not afraid of Zhang Dahei running at all. He gives him a few blank papers depicting flowers and flowers. She is relieved of the curtains and starts to close her eyes.

Zhang Dahei was overwhelmed by her trust, and the fingers holding the paper were whitish.

After an hour, the people of Mujia came back one after another. Everyone had more or less pulled a lot of herbs in their hands. Among them, Mu Feifei took the most, regardless of the dirt and dirt, and used a skirt to make a good one. Pack the herbs back.

Lin Luoran looked at the little girl's awkward look and secretly laughed at her and waved her hand.

Mu Fei’s look was awkward, and her heart was turned faint by Lin Luoran’s eyes. After a long time, she said: “That, thank you last night...”

Lin Luoran still stared at her with no expression, Mu Fei blushing, she thanked, what does this female martial artist think about her?

She was about to turn and leave, Lin Luoran had enough of her heart, smiled:

"I was humiliated last night, you don't want to come back in person?"

Ms. Mu, the great girl, has been spoiled like a treasure, and the frustrations in this life are really few. Being controlled by Lin Luoran on the county street is not as good as her skills. Mufei stumbled and thought it, but last night she was beaten by soft people and was ridiculed by two wretched mountains. Mufei did not say anything. Every time I think of the two mountains, my eyes are disgusting and want to vomit - this hate, can she still avenge herself?

Mufei had forgotten the previous musty against Lin Luoran and nodded excitedly.

Lin Luoran asked people to carry a large wooden bucket, with warm water, so that Mu Feifei put the various herbs in the corresponding proportions and put them into hot water.

Mu Feifei held his breath, is Lin Wushi still a pharmacist?

She seems to be in her early twenties, how can she understand so much.

Lin Luoran looked at the progress of Mufei, and turned to the admiring Mu Qingshan who had been talking about it:

“Can you remember the steep canyon we passed when we went up the mountain?”

Mu Qingshan nodded, he already knew what Lin Luoran was going to do. The place is very narrow, the car can only barely pass, really want someone to ride to chase them, it is a must.

Is this the way to cure others?

Mu Qingshan looked at a barrel of potion that Lin Luoran ordered, and the prostitute Mu Feifei personally prepared. It is hard to imagine that the young Lin Luoran, in addition to the amazing martial arts, was actually a pharmacist.

However, is this Philippine gimmick really reliable?

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