Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Who would have thought that Hua Zhaoying could see through at a glance that he hadn't unraveled the poison.

Hua Zhaoying is clearly a Taoist, an ordinary Taoist, can he do this?
Ling Shaoqing always felt that Hua Zhaoying was a bit strange, he knew far more than he thought.

Maybe this is the white Taoist?
Ling Shaoqing couldn't figure it out.

"She gave me the medicine, and I will take it."

Ling Shaoqing said this, her tone was far-fetched and nervous.

Wan Muyan's eyes fell on him, sizing him up carefully, the smile on her mouth did not fade.

She raised her hand to cover her mouth, but inadvertently, she almost laughed out loud.

Hua Zhaoying glanced at her quietly, and then said: "It seems that your relationship is indeed good, you must remember to take the medicine that Xiaoyan gave you."

Hua Zhaoying paused, and then added: "After all, you still have three games left. No matter what, you have to ensure your state and the level of spiritual energy."

Ling Shaoqing pursed her lips and could only bite the bullet and nod

"Master," he said suddenly, looking at Mimis and Mu Yan, "is there any place to take a medicinal bath in this competition venue?"

When he asked sincerely, Hua Zhaoying slightly raised the corner of her mouth.

"Then the teacher naturally has a way."

Ling Shaoqing looked at the man in front of him suspiciously and curiously, and felt that this 20-year-old Taoist master always had many skills that he didn't know about.

Such as dispensing medicated bath soup.

When the sun was setting, Ling Shaoqing couldn't continue to pester her, so she raised her hands and fisted and said she wanted to leave.

The laughing and noisy boy finally left, and Wan Muyan heaved a sigh of relief.

"how?"

The way she sighed and relaxed her muscles and nerves was noticed by Hua Zhaoying.

For a seven-year-old child to act in such a relieved manner, it's kind of funny and cute.

But also weird.

But Hua Zhaoying was no stranger to this, after all, their Xiaoyan had always been much more mature than others.

"Does this Ling Shaoqing make us Xiaoyan feel a lot of pressure?"

Hua Zhaoying said half-jokingly.

Wan Muyan gave a wry smile, and then complained: "He's just an impolite little..."

Subconsciously wanted to say Xiao Maotou, but thinking of her current identity and age, Wan Muyan stopped her words again.

She stared at Hua Zhaoying with some embarrassment.

Hua Zhaoying smiled and listened, which forced Wan Muyan to continue talking.

"Damn fool."

As Mu Yan said this, she was so nervous that a lot of cold sweat fell on her forehead.

But the little girl still looked disgusted.

Hua Zhaoying looked at her, as if thinking of the companions who followed her everywhere when she was walking on the road of Taoism many years ago.

Those vivid faces became shining brightly in his memory.

At that time they were laughing and joking, just like Mu Muyan and Ling Shaoqing.

Very interesting.

"It's pretty good, but after playing, I have to take a medicinal bath."

Hua Zhaoying changed the topic again.

Dusk smoke immediately - eyes brighten.

For a doctor like her, taking a medicated bath is still very attractive

"Okay, let's go!"

Wan Muyan hurriedly turned around and pushed Mimis's shoulders, and was about to go out.

Hua Zhaoying knew that the child liked it and was happy, so he stood silently behind them, with his hands behind his back, standing in white clothes, shaking his head and laughing.