But Mo Suiyun still shook his head, "No."

Mo Zhang thought about it for a while, and said with some regret: "Maybe, Fengying really made a mistake." Medicine Man has long since become extinct, and now there is no second Medicine Man except the old antique in the clan.

"You go down first."

"Good Patriarch."

After the news broadcast was over, Mo Zhang Kuang got up and walked out of the small building. He stood in the courtyard outside the building, looking at the houses on Dongshan.

I don't know if anyone will surprise him in this competition?

He hadn't encountered a young genius who surprised him for many years. Except for Mo Fengying, no one in the Mo Clan could let him see the future.

But because of that **** curse, Fengying was destined to not live to be twenty-five years old!

If you want Fengying to survive, you can only kill Nangong Yingying. But as soon as Nangong Yingying died, there would be no pharmacists in this world. In the future, the effects of the drugs produced by the Mo family became worse and worse, and sooner or later, the status of the Mo family would be shaken.

The Mo family's scenery has been endless for hundreds of years, and it seems that it is about to come to an end.

Thinking of the decline of the Mo family in his own hands, Mo Zhang Kuang felt guilty. He couldn't help thinking, if, if that person was not expelled from the Mo family back then, would the Mo family find a new way out of that person's hands?

But as soon as this idea came out, it was extinguished by Mo Zhang Kuang.

That person is dead, and still want to do what those who have not...

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Song Ci opened his eyes again, and the sky was bright.

She leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Song Fei, who was already freshened up. She hurriedly asked, "I fell asleep like this last night? I didn't eat anything?"

Song Fei turned her head and looked at her with a hard word, pointed to the watch on her wrist, and told her: "Song Ci, you can really sleep. You can sleep for thirteen hours."

Song Ci went to bed at seven o'clock last night, and now it's eight o'clock, and it's time for breakfast. Song Fei pointed to the breakfast on the plate on the small table and said, "I brought you breakfast back."

Others are assistants who go to line up to receive breakfast, but they do well and become her to serve the assistants.

Song Ci opened the bed and walked to the table to sit down. Mo's breakfast is fried dough sticks, soy milk and steamed buns. The steamed buns taste really good, with meaty flavor and soft skin.

Song Fei probably also knew that steamed buns were delicious, and brought Song Ci back six, and Song Ci finished the steamed buns in one go. After eating the buns, she began to pinch the small belly on her belly, and said anxiously: "If Mo's breakfast has been so good, then I will gain weight."

Song Fei: "The premise is that we can advance all the way. If we can't make it, we will be able to pack up and go out in three days."

Song Ci said, "What are you afraid of, you are a little genius."

Song Fei looked at Song Ci hesitantly and wanted to tell Song Ci that she was really not proficient in Chinese medicine. But when the words came to his lips, Song Fei held back again.

She wants face!

Song Ci saw that Song Fei's clothes were strange. They were black cotton clothes with a red belt around his waist. Song Ci picked up the belt and saw the number 17 on the belt.

"This is the clothes that the Mo family sent you?"

"Well, school uniform."

Song Ci pouted, "It's ugly, not fashionable at all."

Song Fei also thinks this dress is particularly ugly, but there is no way, everyone wears this. "If you go out and take a look, you will know that in the entire Mo family, there is no one who goes with fashion."

Song Fei raised his jaw toward the small stool beside him, and said to Song Ci, "That's your clothes, go and change it."

Song Ci was reluctant in every possible way, so he could only take off his private clothes and put on Mo's school uniform. She put on clothes and said, "Do we need to wear school uniforms as assistants?"

"Well, it's the same treatment."

"Then you won't be in class, we have to follow along, right?"

"What do you mean?" Song Fei gave Song Ci a long look.

Song Ci suddenly looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, "I really want to go back." But when he thought of her grandmother being kept in the Mo family, she would be bled every day, and she would be poached when she died, so Song Ci cheered up again. "Let's go, let's go out and have a look."

"go."

The sister walked out of the room and saw no one in the hallway. It was terribly quiet. Song Ci stepped on the solid wood stairs, followed Song Fei and went downstairs. The two of them circumvented the small path and finally saw a Mo family.

It was a man in his twenties with a shaky appearance, drying the newly harvested medicinal herbs. Song Ci smelled the scent of the medicine, she walked over and sniffed, and said, "Is this lotus herb?"

The man who took the medicine turned his head in surprise and said to Song Ci, "Do you know the girl?"

"Well, lotus herb, the leaves are like camphor leaves, the flowers are like lotus flowers, and the lotus heart is tortured into medicine to cure insomnia. Now some expensive insomnia medicines on the market are used." These are all the medical techniques that Song Ci has seen before Song Ci remembered it after reading it.

Seeing that Song Ci could accurately tell the characteristics and properties of the medicine, the man's eyes became cordial when he saw her. He noticed that Song Ci's red belt did not have a number on it, but the girl who looked like her behind her had the number 17 written on it. He suddenly understood.

"Are you sisters?"

"Yeah." Song Ci pointed to Song Fei behind him, and said, "This is my sister."

The man nodded and smiled: "My younger sister can recognize this lotus herb at a glance as an assistant. If I want to come, my sister must be even more knowledgeable and skilled in medicine. I don't know where the girl teacher came from?"

Song Fei was suddenly embarrassed by the man's praise.

Where did the teacher come from?

Song Ci answered, saying, "Our father is a Chinese medicine doctor, not a famous doctor, but a rural barefoot doctor."

"If you want to come to respect your father, you must be an amazing gentleman."

Song Ci smiled, and she asked the man, "What is your name?"

The man said: "Mo Fengqing."

Song Ci frowned slightly and asked, "What is your relationship with Mo Fengying?"

"We are all descendants of the Feng character generation. Miss Fengying is the leader of our generation. I don't have much contact with her." In fact, in the Mo family, all the people who can befriend Mo Fengying are The genius of the Mo family.

Ordinary **** like them have no chance to make friends with Mo Fengying. Seeing that these two girls knew Mo Fengying, Mo Fengqing respected them even more.

Song Ci knew that this kind of family respected the strong, so he didn't ask Mo Fengqing about other things, just wanted to ask, but couldn't get any useful answers.

"By the way, Brother Fengqing, how do you get to the school?" Their new foreign students have to accept three days of systematic teaching before they can participate in the competition three days later.

Mo Fengqing said hurriedly, "It's on the top of the mountain to the north, and you can take the No. 9 cable car directly."

"Thank you!"

After all, Song Ci took Song Fei to the No. 9 cable car.

After getting in the car, Song Fei frowned and educate Song Ci, "If Han Zhan knows that you are messing with men outside, he won't be able to teach you when he goes back, even if I lose."

Song Ci: "Don't you tell me, I don't tell, who knows?"

Song Fei stared at her.

Song Ci looked at the valley below and saw many Mo family members were busy. She said, "Song Fei, do you think I'm trying to tease my little brother?"

Song Fei: "Isn't it?" She watched that little brother named Mo Fengqing was flushed with Song Ci's ears.

Song Ci shook his head, "No." Song Ci told Song Fei: "I got a lot of news in just a few words."

Song Fei asked suspiciously: "What do you know?"

"Mo Fengying is considered to be the best of the Mo family, but as far as I can see, Mo Fengying is nothing more than that. I have heard Han Zhan say that when the old man of the Long family came to compete, the Mo family was a genius. Among the generations, there are geniuses who are not arrogant, wizards who are not mad, and pharmaceutical monsters who are not mad."

"But in just a few decades, the Mo family has actually fallen to this point. Mo Fengying is the most powerful young offspring. Do you think the Mo family is dying of talent and is about to sunset?"

Song Fei thought about it carefully, it was indeed such a reason.

"Furthermore, the Mo family is a cursed family. Every child of their head is a cursed person. They will not live to be 25 years old. If Mo Fengqing wants to live past 25, he must dig. Walk the heart of a medicine man. But medicine man is already on the verge of extinction, and any medicine man is a precious treasure. If Mo Fengying digs medicine man’s heart in order to survive, then the Mo family will face the point where no medicine man is available , By then..."

The corner of Song Ci’s lips evoked a smile, and she gleefully said: “Without the aid of the medicine man, the drugs manufactured and developed by the Mo family will lose their powerful efficacy. What is the difference from the outside pharmaceutical group? The standing position of the aristocratic family is bound to collapse!"

"Mo family, about to die!"

This is the news that Song Ci collected from Mo Fengqing's short answer.

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