"Ha?" Looking at the crow's eyes, Yao Peihuan's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and the confusion on his face immediately turned into contempt. He said angrily, "Who do you think it is? Isn't this Sun Min? If you don't hide, open your intestines and tear for others and eat them, why do you go outside and wander around? Okay, little thing, you have grown your skills, and you are actually mingling with such people. Touch your conscience that has not been eaten. Are you worthy of our masters who died tens of thousands of years ago?"

Sorry, the thing that conscience has been eaten up, nothing left, and cannot be touched. The crow looked straight and said nothing, and only dared to reply silently in his heart.

"Swish, don't you open your intestines and break your stomach, would you still ask you to hold a torch and sing and dance around them?" Sun Min actually changed her previous attitude of indifferent to anything, and retorted with sarcasm, "When you finish your dance, do you still have to spit and apply mud on their faces, and then tell them that they have cured it? A victim who is so stupid, it's better to give me all the organs, and maybe donate them to those in need, although such organs will probably lower the IQ of the transplanted person."

Hey, I can't pretend that you didn't hear it. We use the magic spell technique to treat it, but it's not mud. Although there is soil inside, it mainly still has herbs and minerals. It doesn't need to spit. It uses the blood of the subject, and it is not applied to the face in the end. It is different parts of the choice, and it is only applied to the face. It is beauty. Those who achieve great things can bend and stretch, and they have to shrink their heads when they should shrink their heads, so the crow still only responds silently in his mind, but the smile on his face is real.

It seems that I guessed right, these two are really in the same way. The conflict between the ancient witch doctor and the best surgeon is indeed irreconcilable. It is worth noting that I am in trouble. I am sorry. I apologize for my bad behavior. Hahaha, I am so sorry.

If a smile represents apologies, then the crow must be the most guilty person at this time. Both sides are so familiar with each other. It is not the first time that they have a quarrel. Anyway, there is Snow Princess guarding the side and I don’t worry about the fight between the two sides. Then continue slowly. More quarrels will help improve academic level, well, at least in theory.

Unfortunately, academic discussions are improved. In addition to lung capacity, only historical knowledge is improved. So, as Yao Peihuan and Sun Min fight, from a tragic surgeon with a 300% mortality rate, to a fake pill that almost destroyed an empire's court secrets, from cutting skins, bleeding, stolen graves and digging, to filling water with medicine and chanting spells to strengthen the body, it seemed that countless sages in both fields were standing behind the two. They were not fighting alone, not alone.

"Is it really good for you to do this?" The crow was standing beside his burly and majestic brother-in-law chatting with him, or harassing the unconscious zombie. A voice suddenly sounded around him. The translator was not activated. He was speaking the common word of Siyexing, which was a little strange accent. Although the voice was old, it was full of energy and powerful. "Although it was not because of you, it was induced by you. Moreover, you knew both of them. The quarrel was so fierce. Don't you really plan to persuade them?"

There is no hostility, no energy change. If the other party had not deliberately increased the pace, the crow might not have found anyone approaching before the other party spoke. It would be fine if he moved silently, but there was no energy fluctuation. This would be a bit too much. The crow was alert in his heart, but he was not moving on the outside. When he turned around, he saw that the old man from the sword and martial arts world had arrived beside him and stood side by side with him.

After careful sensing, the crow finally knew what was strange about this person's energy. It was not only a matter of central and peacefulness, but the key was that this person's energy seemed to be always integrated with the surrounding environment. The change of energy in the environment was the change of his own energy. The two were almost difficult to distinguish between each other, so no matter where he went, it was difficult to be perceived by energy.

"Perform to heaven and earth, to all things, to nature." The old man twisted his beard and smiled without concealing it. "Don't be surprised. Most of the other strong people in the world cannot understand this concept, just like we cannot understand you, just get used to it, so there..."

"I don't know why they quarrel, and I dare not persuade them." Shaking his head, the crow shook his head vigorously, "Why don't you go and try it? You see, you are the elder of Nian Gao Dexun and have rich experience in life. If you advise me a few words, they might be quiet."

"Well, I am 93 years old this year, and I am considered a year-old Gao Dexun, and I am really experienced. But do you know why I can live to be 93 years old?"

"Um?"

"Because I understand one thing, when two women quarrel, I will never interrupt and interrupt, nor will I participate." The old man gently caressed his long beard, but his smile was like a child, simple and cunning. "This is my most important experience and my secret to longevity."

"Then you let me persuade you."

"You are different from me." The old man put away his smile and said seriously, "I'm not going to die with a fellow Taoist."

Blinking, blinking again, the crow was choked for a long time and didn't say anything. Tsk, this old guy is really interesting, no wonder senior sister Naiyi has a friendship with him.

The crow rolled his eyes and couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, don't worry about them. Anyway, I'll stop if I get tired of the quarrel."

"It seems that you are very familiar with both girls."

"Um..." The crow pondered for a moment, "That's right, the one over there..."

"Yao Peihuan?"

"Well, Yao Peihuan, when I came up just now, I heard her talk about Rodaren syndrome with you, and that was actually a question for me."

"Oh? Are you a little bastard?" the old man said in surprise, "So that's it, lucky, lucky."

The crow's mouth twitched, feeling his blood vessels pounding.

"Actually, I have heard Miss Yao mention you many times, but I have always been confused." The old man continued without waiting for the crow to ask, "Are you called a little bastard, a little bastard, a little bastard, or a little thing?"

"Under normal circumstances, I would rather call me a crow, a crow that holds revenge." The crow stared at the happy old man with a smile and said angrily, "You guy did it on purpose."

"Hehe, that's right, Tao follows nature."

"Ha?" The crow was stunned, "What does this have to do with Taoism and nature?"

"It's totally okay." The old man said seriously, "It just sounds mysterious. Others only consider the connection between the two, so they forgot to settle the score with me."
Chapter completed!