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451 You don't have to worry about her

She pulled out a silver needle, and some pictures kept appearing in her mind, as well as sentences she heard but couldn't clearly understand...

"You have to remember that you are my only descendant. No matter what the circumstances, you can never give up on our clan..."

"You must remember!"

"..."

"Don't worry, you will get out of here..."

"How do you know?"

"Because, I won't let you die."

"..."

Su Huiqing is a very tolerant person.

However, this time, she really couldn't help it, and the blood from her bite slowly seeped out.

Shuangquan held it firmly.

Those eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

These memories that appeared out of nowhere made her panic. Whose memories are these...?

Is it from her predecessor Su Huiqing? Or is it her own? Or is it someone else's?

Su Huiqing couldn't tell the difference.

Can't tell the difference at all.

From the moment I came into contact with the map of the Su family, I started to feel a bit like a dream.

I only know that my consciousness is being swallowed up bit by bit. This is the second time I feel like this.

The first time was when she was killed by a bomb she developed on the international battlefield.

While she was unconscious.

There was sudden turmoil in the international center, as well as overseas.

"This is..." Principal Dean, who was overseas, was sitting on a chair when he suddenly stood up and looked at the horizon in disbelief.

The old man opposite him also looked a little excited, "This person, TA..."

There were other people standing next to these two people, and they all felt this unusual fluctuation.

"This is coming from the International Center overseas," one person looked at the person opposite Principal Dean, "Mr. Yao Wang, I heard that Miss Fu Meng is currently overseas?"

Hearing these words, Lord Yao Wang looked deeply: "Yes, Meng'er is indeed in the sea."

"Not necessarily," Principal Dean put his hands behind his back, "It could also be Mr. Yu. Don't forget, he is also in China."

Yao Wang said nothing.

Instead, he directly took out his communicator and contacted Fu Meng.

I don’t know what Fu Meng said over there, but a happy look flashed across Medicine King’s face: “It’s Meng’er, she said she had just refined a near-super-level potion!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience let out an exclamation of surprise.

Even Principal Dean's expression changed slightly.

And the International Center.

Fu Meng was holding a bottle of light cyan potion, with a slightly unruly look on her face. Everyone standing around her congratulated her: "Miss Fu Meng, you will definitely win the championship in this resource competition!"

"Mr. Yu was the number one last time. You are definitely the one this time." The speaker was an elder from Yun Dao. "You can even refine such potions. Your future is limitless."

Fu Meng is on the phone with Yao Wang.

Hearing this, Medicine King also nodded: "That's right, Meng'er, you have made a lot of noise today. In less than two days, the threshold of our miracle doctors will be broken."

Hearing this, Fu Meng just pursed his lips and smiled, and then looked at the person who just spoke, "By the way, where is Lingjun? Didn't he say that he was still short of a potion last time, so why was he not here after I left the quarantine?"

After hearing this, the guard standing next to Fu Meng looked a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Fu Meng raised an eyebrow.

"Lingjundian seems to have gone to Qingshi with Master Murong and his group." The guard finally said, "I heard that he has some friendship with that eldest lady."

"Miss? Su Huiqing?" Fu Meng's face darkened as soon as he heard this name.

It was impossible for her not to remember the humiliation Su Huiqing had given her before.

"What? Lingjun thought that the eldest lady could make potions? Let him go if he wants to!" Fu Meng sneered, "If he comes to me again in the future, he will tell me that I am in seclusion!"

After saying this, everyone around Fu Meng chuckled.

Even Yao Wang frowned slightly, "Lingjun? Eldest lady? That eldest lady, I heard Principal Dean say, Meng'er, you don't have to argue with her in the future, even if it's to give Principal Dean face, as for the one at the International Center

Miss, as you are, there is no need to argue with her."

"I understand." Fu Meng nodded.

"And Lingjun, you don't have to worry about him. They are still the leaders of the second-class islands after all. Why are they still afraid of some young lady? Don't interact with them more in the future. What we have to do is to strive for the resources we can get in this resource competition."

That person's attention." King Yao said again.

"I know, but..." Fu Meng pursed her lips and hesitated, but finally said it, "That Su Huiqing seems to have something to do with our miracle doctors..."

The King of Medicine didn't listen to what she said and waved his hand directly: "We miracle doctors don't accept everyone. We don't have any talent in medicine. How dare we call ourselves miracle doctors? And call ourselves miracle doctors? We don't dare to call ourselves that.

, her face is really as big as the sky, you don’t have to worry about her."

The elders behind Medicine King also nodded frequently.

Who is Fu Meng? The descendant of the Ming Xian Order, she is only in her early twenties, and she can reach such a level in medicine. Even though she has gone through history, she cannot find anyone like her.

Her future achievements are limitless.

As for the eldest lady Su Huiqing?
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