172 Chapter 172 Uncle Ling

"His surname is Ling, and his name is Mo Han. He is the most famous tutor of the Xingyun Academy in Qingteng Kingdom. He has a mysterious origin. It's twenty-five years old, so you can call him Venerable, or senior, but this uncle, hehe... I guess very few people call him!"

"Only twenty-five?"

She looked strange and said, "What are you doing with a big beard at the age of twenty-five? I thought he would be thirty-five!"

"Hehe, so his origin is mysterious, because no one has seen his true face. Eight?? One? Chinese website &n"

He said with a smile, and his eyes fell on Ling Mohan: "I really didn't expect him to come here, wait a minute, I'll go and visit, Your Excellency Ghost Doctor, would you like to join us?"

"The mysterious Nebula Academy tutor?"

She nodded suddenly, and she didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard him say that she was going to visit, she immediately smiled: "Of course, it's great to know such a strong person."

So, President Ke took her to Ling Mohan's side.

When they appeared, Ling Mohan noticed the evil and charming man in the dazzling red clothes. He was no stranger to the red clothes and the mask of Manzhu Shahua, because that night in the hot spring, these two things were set aside.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell sharply on the man, examining it.

That night, due to the mist from the hot spring, he could not see clearly, but the ruined face was clearly reflected in his eyes, and at this time, he had to admit that this young man in red was as dazzling as the sky. The sun has a sinister temperament and a dignified beauty, especially the pair of quiet and smiling eyes, which makes people unforgettable...

But, looking at those eyes, how does it feel a bit familiar?

"Mr. Ling, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you." President Ke hastily stepped forward and bowed his hands, greeting him with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smile. If this President Ke knew that it was the bearded uncle in front of him who stole several of his precious elixir, he probably wouldn't be there to shout a lucky meeting.

"It turned out to be President Ke." He stood up and bowed his hands, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu and asked, "Who is this?"

"Hehe, he is a pharmacist invited by our black market to participate in the spirit medicine competition. This... um, his name is a ghost doctor." How to introduce well.

"Uncle Ling."

Feng Jiu called out in a crisp voice, her eyes were full of brilliant sly light, and a flat smile was on the corners of her lips, she said with a familiar voice, "Uncle Ling thinks that ghost doctors are not easy to call, It's okay to call me a ghost."

Hearing the sound of Uncle Ling, Ling Mohan unconsciously stroked the beard on his chin again, and looked thoughtfully at the young man in red in front of him with a bit of weirdness and doubt on his face.

"Uncle?"

It's not a day or two for him to have a beard, but no one has ever called him that. Of course, the tricky little girl he met in the Jiufu Forest also called him like an uncle, this red-clothed boy. The opening is also an uncle, does he really look old?

She narrowed her eyes and grinned: "Yeah! I'm only fifteen this year, and I heard that my uncle is already twenty-five years old. That's ten years older than me. What's not an uncle?"

"Ten, fifteen?" President Ke stared at him with a look of surprise.