Chapter 1473: Little Old Man (3)

Jun Wuxie glanced at him, picked up her bottle of medicine and shook it in front of the old man.

"I made it myself."

The little old man's eyeballs almost popped out.

This medicine was actually formulated by this brat himself? How can this be!

"You don't have any of these things that I can use. Let's go." Jun Wuxie really didn't have the heart to chat with this eccentric old man. After throwing her bottle of medicine to the little old man, Jun Wuxie raised her foot Walk.

The little old man held the medicine bottle steadily, but froze in place, he could only watch Jun Wuxie's back disappearing quickly.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from the forest, and the little old man who was stunned in place suddenly restrained the surprise on his face, and looked deeply at a man rushing from the forest.

"My lord, why did you go down the mountain again?" The man was quite helpless when he saw the little old man's eyes.

The little old man put Jun Wuxie's medicine bottle in his pocket carefully, turned his head to look at the man and said, "What? I can't come out for a walk? Besides, I just went down to the mountainside, I didn't get out of Fuyao Shan, why are you panicking?"

The man took advantage of it again and again, but involuntarily glanced at the scattered medicine bottles.

"My lord, are you... coming out to test the medicine again?" the man asked cautiously.

The little old man's face froze, and his face immediately sullen.

"Do you need to talk about my affairs?"

"yes!"

"Put these away for me, hurry up!" The little old man felt his face burn when he thought that Jun Wuxie had criticized his "proud works" as worthless.

"By the way, the God Dou Conference is about to begin. There are more people coming and going in Fuyao Mountain, and there are also many dishonest people. You asked them to calm down a little. All the creatures on and off Fuyao Mountain belong to me. , Let the people in the Ninth Palace and Twelfth Palace take care of themselves, they want to torment them, don’t spare my peace, and! Go and throw that bastard who hurt Xiaohua out of Fuyao Mountain.” The little old man frowned. .

"Xiaohua is injured?" The man's face showed a slight surprise. He just turned his head to check the situation of the sika deer, but found that the sika deer could stand confidently and had already walked in front of them.

"My lord... Little Hua doesn't seem to be hurt..."

"How can it be,

I clearly saw it with my own eyes..." The little old man wanted to say something, but when he turned his head, he saw a refreshed sika deer standing in front of him alive and well, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his gaze The sika deer looked at the healed wound on the ankle.

He had clearly seen that the wound was still bleeding.

"It's this medicine." The little old man suddenly thought of something, "Damn it! It's all your fault! I'm going to 'invite' that little brother to drink tea!"

The man was scolded inexplicably, but he didn't know what to do.

The little old man stood on the spot and thought for a while, then he suddenly asked: "Did those brats in the Twelfth Hall say that a God Fighting Conference will be held in a few days?"

"yes!"

"Oh, so the people who went up the mountain these days are also here to participate in the conference?"

"That's right."

"Okay, you go and tell them to postpone the God Fighting Conference to half a month later." The little old man suddenly said something surprising.

"ah?"

"Oh shit! Don't hurry up and send me a message!" The little old man stared at his eyes. The little brother is good at medicine, and he might be snatched away by the people from the Twelfth Palace at the Shendou Conference. The fat that reaches the mouth is put away.