Chapter 342

"Mom, it's not time for my aunt to ask me to take the medicine bath. Go to sleep first and keep up your spirit. You're the parent representative at the teacher worship banquet. You can't lose my face."

Su Haitang was sour when Yan FangQiong said it. She wanted to cry with her mother.

But the time was wrong. Yan FangQiong's body couldn't help tossing. She was even more afraid that her mother's tear gate would not close for a while as soon as it was opened. Su Haitang was afraid to think about it.

As soon as Yan FangQiong heard about the business, she solemnly promised with tears.

"Don't worry, mom will definitely give you a long face! Listen to the master's words and make potions immediately. I heard your uncle and grandmother say that there are precious medicinal herbs here, which are not worth money, young or old, and can't be wasted. Leave me alone and go in and make potions."

Su Haitang had no choice but to look at her with his bathrobe lapel.

"You'd better go out first, or I'll have to lock the door."

Yan FangQiong is still wiping her tears. She has a smile on her face. She is as delicate as an apricot flower in the misty rain in February.

"You're ashamed. Well, mom doesn't bother you. Your business is important. Remember to make up for the delay just now. You can't be lazy."

Su Haitang sent Yan FangQiong out, locked the door, sighed, took off his bathrobe and continued to take a medicine bath.

I don't know how, but Su Haitang has been a little uneasy this time. Even the endorsement of Baishi bailing doesn't work.

Time suddenly became difficult, but the stimulation brought by the potion was more obvious.

Su Haitang took a deep breath again and tried to calm down. If she couldn't carry the book, she simply didn't force herself any more and just emptied.

Don't be impatient when practicing martial arts. If you want speed, you can't reach it.

Su Haitang emptied his mind. Instead, he seemed to have found the right way, and gradually found the familiar feeling of trance and selflessness. He was able to sit still.

Her eyes closed slowly, allowing the potion to penetrate into her pores and stimulate the meridians in her body, and she stood still.

Time seemed to stop, and Su Haitang seemed to enter a dream.

The vast white fog slowly separated the path passed by one person and spread forward, as if there was no end.

Suddenly, the white fog became thin and transparent, like an amorous gauze, trying to provoke people to find out.

The gauze faded like water, and the light in front of me suddenly appeared!

A bright fire in the sky is flying away with the little blood colored spheres around!

It's like a scene in a movie, suddenly from the distant sky to the ground.

A colorful little tree breathes white fog leisurely and takes root in the middle of a pool of spring water.

The spring was also born strangely. It was clearly a round pool, but it was automatically divided into two non-invasive halves; Half green, half dark purple, around the strange little five-color tree, twisted into a familiar shape.

Like, gossip!

The idea flashed, and the natural eight trigrams spring pattern spun wildly!

Su Haitang suddenly opened his eyes dizzy, as if he could see the face of the rapid rotation of the eight trigrams.

A round fox face and two bright black bean eyes are just in the position of yin and yang fish eyes!

How could this happen!

Su Haitang covered his beating heart and dried his mouth with cold sweat.

Did she just take a nap, think day and dream night?

She is really worried about the situation of space, which is the basis of her life and can not be taken lightly; She also misses Cheng Yuanzheng and little fox who went out on a mission.

However, she had never had such a strange dream.

Is something wrong with the little fox? Is this space warning?

Su Haitang held down his heart with one hand and held it in front of him with the other, staring blankly.

Even if something really happened to them, what could she do?

She's still too weak!