Chapter 922: 922

The white medicine that followed him immediately pulled the corner of the medicine man's clothes.

Yaoweng immediately responded, coughed twice, folded his hand in his sleeve, and looked at xuanyuanche's benevolent way: "very good, offer me a price."

"Not for sale." Xuanyuanche is playing with the sandalwood box in his hand, and the answer is sonorous and powerful.

As soon as yaoweng heard of that kind-hearted look, he immediately stood up. With his eyes across xuanyuanche, he said ferociously, "don't sell it. What are you doing here?"

"View the scenery, can't you?" Xuanyuanche's face was cold: "I'm a man who sells things and looks at people's mood."

As soon as the words came out, the drug Weng's beard was flying.

The three drug dealers behind applauded.

However, when yaoweng looked back, the three of them immediately took the pole and slipped away.

Looking back at xuanyuanche, the medicine Weng Hu Zifei and Feifei.

The Ryukyu moon on one side saw this, and his mouth was slightly hooked. He looked like a child.

"Well, you say, what do you want." Sheng Sheng suppresses his bad temper. Yaoweng stares at xuanyuanche.

"A prescription." Xuanyuanche sees yaoweng go according to his idea.

Then he waved the sandalwood box in his hand: "as long as you are cured, I'll give you this black grass. If you don't have that ability, then..." I haven't finished, but the meaning is obvious.

When yaoweng heard xuanyuanche's words, he immediately woke up, and his face was full of happiness: "it's asking me to see a doctor, good boy, hum, come, come, who can see? I haven't seen a bad disease in this world."

"That's good." Ryukyu took over yaoweng's words and stood up straight.

Lift the hair to reveal the cinnabar on the back of the neck.

At first sight, yaoweng thought that xuanyuanche could take out such a precious black grass, which must be difficult to cure.