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"But you, the little kid from Snow Eagle Castle, do look pretty good. It's a pity. It would be great if you could meet the Saint of Wangzhou Mountain. Hey, you two are so good-looking, why did you get yourself so bad?"

It’s so ugly and so immodest!”

Lin Su, who has known since she was a child that she looks ordinary, has not yet lamented that the old man's lowering of aesthetics is not without its benefits, but he was hit hard by the opponent who said Wang Zhoushan, the number one sect in the world, was hit in the heart. However, she had a dull temper and did not know how to fight back.

But after Ming Jin and Ming Dai were teased by each other when they just entered the house, Ming Dai moved her mouth slightly and was about to speak, but she realized that the other person could save her father, so she endured it, but Ming Jin was different.

"Senior Butterfly, here in Linzhou, life is more important than anything else. The so-called vanity of appearance, money, fame and fortune are all vain."

Ming Jin seemed to be sincere, but Grandma Butterfly's eyes flashed, "You are right, that's why I, old man, invited the injured to my home for the first time because I was afraid of death."

Ming Jin smiled lightly, "It's not easy to live, so you should be afraid of death."

She brought Ming Dai forward and placed Xie Li on the collapse. Grandma Butterfly put down the medicine cup and stepped forward to feel her pulse, "Oh my, this blood refining sect is getting more and more vigorous. What a beautiful flower. It's so red for them."

Play with all these flowers."

Mingdai couldn't help but ask, "Butterfly...does the old doctor have a way to save me?"

She really couldn't call her "Senior Butterfly" as seriously as Ming Jin.

Even if this person really dares to call, no one really dares to answer.

"Of course there is. If not, I'll ask you to come and ask you to take medicine?"

This damn old man didn't say anything that wasn't sinister and weird, making people want to stab him to death.

But Ming Dai is happy.

Can it be saved?

Ming Jin's eyebrows also relaxed a lot, and he stepped forward to salute, "Thank you, Senior Butterfly. If you can help me, I will be very grateful."

Grandma Butterfly didn't know if it was okay. She first looked at Xie Li, then looked at the little junior sister, and then said, "I have to detoxify them first, and then nurse them back to health. It will take some time. Can you guys wait?"

Mingjin knew what the other party meant.

"Senior, don't worry. Regardless of the Blood Refining Sect or other sects, as long as we are here, they will not be able to get even half an inch closer."

It's an understatement, but it's majestic and convincing.

Mo Rang and the others couldn't help but exchange glances. This group of people were very skilled in martial arts, and they all had a background in the world, but their order and methods seemed to come from dead warriors. The most important thing was that even Wang Zhoushan, who was ranked number one in the world, would not

Look down on them Snow Eagle Castle so lightly.

"That's good, old man, when I'm rescuing people, I don't want to be disturbed by unsighted people."

Grandma Butterfly then concentrated on her work, and asked her little apprentice to help. Bi San came to report, and after whispering a few words, Ming Jin turned around and walked out with him.

"found it?"

"Yes, there is indeed a woman named Aqiu in those cells. However, her injuries are very serious. It seems that she has been tortured for a long time. She is not far from death now. My subordinates have asked people to bring her here."

Is it actually a woman? Ming Jin was slightly surprised, but he didn't know the identity of the woman and didn't say much. He walked quickly to the small courtyard. Before he saw anyone, he smelled a rotten smell in the strong smell of herbs in the surrounding environment.

"Girl... I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to see her." Bi San stopped Ming Jin when he was four or five steps away from the woman. Ming Jin's eyes wandered around the woman, his lips pursed slightly, and he uttered a sentence

, "People in the cult should be killed!"

How could she not see the reason for the many scars on this half-clothed woman's body, and the obvious rotten smell... The woman's condition was indescribably serious.

She, Yunying, is not married, so no wonder Bi San would stop her.

After thinking about it for a while, Mingjin asked someone to go in and ask Grandma Butterfly if she could use the herbs in the yard because she wanted to save someone.

Grandma Butterfly was busy and couldn't get away. She knew Mingjin could handle it by herself, so of course she agreed, but she had to pay for the herbs used.

Although Mingdai was curious, she was also more worried about her father's safety, so she didn't come out to see it.

Bi San couldn't stop Ming Jin from treating the woman himself, so he could only take precautions and ask the young apprentice to get relevant equipment for her to put on so as not to be infected by this woman's disease.

Ah Qiu's illness was too serious, and his flesh and blood were terrible. Shaoyao was not willing to take care of Mingjin, so he came to help. Fortunately, Mingjin had studied medicine for many years, and Shaoyao had also helped him for many years, so he was very experienced. The two spent the whole afternoon.

The woman was cleaned up, and Ming Jin also gave her medicine. The dying woman first regained some of her willpower, struggled and moaned due to severe itching pain, and then the medicine took effect, the pain subsided, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Shaoyao carefully helped Mingjin take off his gloves and robe, then took them off himself, washed his hands with the potion prepared by his subordinates, and then wiped Mingjin's forehead with a clean towel.

"Girl, you don't look good. You must be tired. If you ask me to tell you that this matter can be done by others, why should you..."

Ming Jin shook his head and said: "Although there are many people these days, the situation can be temporarily suppressed, but they have suffered a lot of injuries, and they are busy treating other people, so how can they do everything."

She treats people like Tengu and the Xie family's secret guards equally.

Shaoyao didn't know what to say. Seeing that there were still blood stains on her face and temples, she couldn't help but feel sad and guilty, "Look, you don't even know how to take care of yourself without any slaves to serve you. You are like this. If you let the nobles in the capital

When I see you, I don’t know how to laugh at you."

Although I found out later when I woke up, I was extremely upset and worried, but now Shaoyao never mentioned Ming Jin’s personal involvement in the Blood Refining Sect, for fear that the rumors would affect Ming Jin’s innocent reputation, but the latter’s dirty look

The look is really intolerable.

"I've been against them for so many years, so why don't I try to please them." Ming Jin wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, his tone was weak and gentle.

Shaoyao felt sorry for her. Now that the situation was stable, everything that needed to be exposed was exposed. There happened to be a lot of herbs here, so she went to the kitchen to boil water for her to take a medicinal bath.

Ming Jin was worried that Ming Dai wouldn't be able to bear it any longer, so he went back to the inner room and saw Ming Dai wiping Xie Li's cheek.

Next to me, Grandma Butterfly is preparing medicine.

"Go and have a rest and let others come." Ming Jin passed by and quietly told Ming Dai, but the latter was stubborn, "It's okay, I'll do it."

"I'm ordering you, don't you hear it?"

"...."

Ming Dai turned her head, met Ming Jin's eyes, and suddenly realized - the other party has always been authoritative, if she is willing.

Will she listen?

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Ming Dai handed the towel to the secret guard beside her, stood up, looked at the dark sky outside, and couldn't help but observe Ming Jin's face, "Are you okay?"

"I'm so tired. If Dede feels sorry for me, can you boil some water for me to take a bath?"

"....What a dream."

Ming Dai glanced at her red lips, turned around and left.

Ming Jin chuckled lightly, and when he turned to check Xie Li's pulse, he heard Grandma Butterfly say in a strange tone: "I haven't even checked my own pulse yet, so just think about giving it to others. You are rare and not afraid of death."

Ming Jin pondered, making sure that Xie Li's body heat had subsided and that the poison had been driven away. He was slightly relieved, and smiled and said to Grandma Butterfly: "Of course I am afraid, I just have priorities. Anyway, as long as the results are as I want,

It doesn't matter if it's early or late."

"Anyway, senior, you will never fail to detoxify me."
Chapter completed!