Godly Empress Doctor

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Master Wang did not care about the proud little girl of Feng Dance. He decided to help the disciples solve this problem first.

Master Wang stared at the black board, an inscription with an inscription looking down.

He frowned, because he did not find the problem.

Master Wang did not give up, took a magnifying glass on the side, and looked at it one word at a time...

He went through it from beginning to end, but he still didn't find out.

Master Wang frowned, and Mo Ziming said: "Mo Ziming, you should go down first, and study for the teacher."

Mo Ziming nodded. When he went down, the corner of his eye passed a person and looked down.

hiss--

Seeing the phoenix dance for a moment, Mo Ziming took a breath!

This girl is beautiful... just like coming out of the picture!

For a moment, Mo Ziming looked at it and stayed there.

I don't know this beautiful girl... I have never made a family. Mo Ziming secretly thought in his heart, he is a seven-level inscription clerk, a young swimmer, the future can be expected, the only son in the family, the family is prosperous...

At this time, Master Wang did not raise his head to Mo Ziming: "Take Xiaofeng Dance down, arrange it at the station next to you, and take her slowly to get started."

After thinking about it, Master Wang also confessed: "She can't do the inscription, her temper is a little vain, you teach her well."

Phoenix Dance: "..."

She asked, how could she not write the inscription? How did she vain her temper? Xiaofeng dance is good.

"Master Wang -"

Feng Dance is trying to explain to himself, Mo Ziming has already walked to the front of Feng Dance, a master's posture: "Feng Dance Girl, Master is studying the inscription on the board, you come out with me, I bring You are familiar with the surroundings."

Familiarity with the environment is really familiar.

Feng Dance saw Master Wang immersed in the inscription board and sighed. He said to Mo Zi: "That would be annoying."

"Don't dare not."

Being able to get close to the goddess in this heart, Mo Ziming is excited, will it feel hard and impatient?

When he took the phoenix dance, the phoenix dance looked back at Wang’s master.

In fact, Feng Dance wanted to tell him where the inscription on this board was wrong, but since Master Wang said that her inscription level is low, the phoenix dance is low for him.

“This is our workshop.”

Mo Ziming brought Feng Dance into the nearest workshop.

The space of nearly 100 square meters is divided into five areas.

Five rooms with a large area in the middle and a long table in the area for discussion.

There are people in every room.

From room one to room five, Mo Ziming introduced to Feng Dance one by one: "I am a master's disciple. In the room, the rooms are two to five, and they are also disciples brought by Master."

"When you see the room number, you know which of your brothers are."

"As for you..."

Mo Ziming looked around for a week and didn't find an empty room. He smiled and said to Feng Dance: "Is it better for you and me to have a room? If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me nearby."

"As for the place to stay -" Mo Ziming told Feng Dance: "Our inscriptions are inscribed around the clock, often all night long, and there are very few rests. If it is really difficult, go to the house over there and sleep." ""

Mo Ziming pointed to the collective accommodation area not far away.

Feng Dance: "No, I probably can't stay too long. If there is a need, I will engrave the inscription in the middle area."

A lonely man and a woman are living together in a room. If Jun Linyuan knows it, she must not marry her.

Hey, Feng Wu’s heart is a strange color. What do she care about?