Seizing a Good Marriage, The Virtuous Medical Consort

036, the power of the idol "Who are you?" Ming Mist Yan was not so happy to look at the strange man who did not know where to play.

Long is good, very refined and a man, but his eyes are strange, but also has been silent, it seems to be evaluating himself, it is a bit uncomfortable.

"Cough, that, I am Bai Silent, you are my apprentice in the future, but you don't need to call me a master, because, because of a little trouble, I will call you the name later, you also call me the name. ...... "The loyal minister is still not in the state, plus some scruples, so the tone sounds a bit strange, the fog wrinkled his eyebrows and interrupted his words. "You are Yu Jianmen?"

At this moment, the head of Yu Jianmen suddenly came to the sword, and a heavy hand was shot on the shoulder of the white silencer. "Since the younger brother, how come you don't come directly to me."

The fog was stunned, and I looked at the front of the middle-aged man with a look of confusion. Then I looked at the young white-minded minister who looked at me. These two are the same brothers?

"Senior brother, haven't you always let me go back to school to teach? I decided, I will teach the five little fellow initiates."

Although the gate of Yu Jianmen was very unexpected, he nodded happily. "Oh! Come back, the sword and the imperial line of this girl are taught by you. The provincial gate is also the same as in my door." The thing that hurt the little girl’s heart..."

The head of Yu Jianmen said very quietly, but Ming Yuyan still heard it. It was probably that the teachers were not willing to teach her. The head was very embarrassed. The appearance of this white silencer solved his big encirclement.

In fact, she guessed it well. Today, I heard that no one is willing to teach Mingwuyan, the head of Yu Jianmen is very angry, and finally he is prepared to accept himself as a disciple, but at this time he received a letter from the younger brother of the teacher. As soon as I heard people report that the teacher and the disciples came to the No. 1 hospital, he immediately came over.

"Go, our brothers and sisters will talk about the old!" Yu Jian's head said and looked at the Mingwuyan. "Hey, start tomorrow, he will teach you the sword and the imperial technique. You will come directly to the teacher tomorrow!"

"Yes, the head!"

The bright fog nodded and then watched the two leave.

Back to the No. 1 hospital, Queya and others immediately surrounded the fog, and smiled: "Little sister, do you know who the man was?"

The fog squinted and blinked. "He said that he is a white silencer. Who is he?"

When others heard it, they immediately yelled. It was a thousand-sister, and it was already boiling. She slammed the thin shoulders of the bright fog.

"You are so lucky, too lucky, you know? That is the dual genius of Yu Jianmen and Yuxingmen. He is a sword. He can fly hundreds of thousands of miles in a flash. He blinks, fireball, water polo, and ice hockey. Come one after another... He is the genius of the gods of all of us."

The fog sighs silently, this is the power of idols! From ancient times to the present, this kind of madness is the same as long as you meet people and things you like.

Seeing the fog and fog seems to be unintentional, and Tanya can't help but say: "Small teacher, all of us who are practicing double-decoration are especially admired by the white-minded minister. The people of our royal family also admire him. My master also often follows. We talked about him, even..." Queya came to her ear and whispered. "My master, the soul of the soul is the white silencer. I dare say that my master will be especially good to you in the future. You There is a good fortune."

The fog is not understood, and the doubts are stunned. "Why are you good to me, do I have a good fortune?"