God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 212 Doubts (1)

Ye Machen looked at Yue Qingcheng, pinching the poison pill between his thumb and forefinger.

With his cultivation base, it is too easy to control Yue Qingcheng.

As long as the curtain is lifted and the poisonous pill is thrown into her mouth, from then on, she will be like a wooden figure, only obeying his orders.

At this time, Yue Qingcheng suddenly looked up at him.

Ye Machen's heart tightened slightly.

He finds it very strange, Mingyue Qingcheng is a person who can't cultivate, why can he cause such a big disturbance in Xia Guoguo?

And the moment Yue Qingcheng raised his head, he even felt the frosty feeling from her through the curtain.

There is a slight sense of oppression.

"What's the matter, Sister Yue?" He hid the poison pill, his eyes brightened.

Yue Qingcheng said: "How much is the consultation fee?"

Ye Machen was startled, "What consultation fee?"

Yue Qingcheng stood up, as if she had grown taller with the improvement of her cultivation base, and she felt more oppressive when looking down.

"You want me to give you Bai Zhi?"

Ye Machen said incredulously, "Are you sure?"

The poisonous pill under the palm of his hand was quickly retracted into the jade ring, even though Ye Machen boasted of a calm mind, he couldn't help but said anxiously, "Sister Yue, are you sure you can cure my leg?"

When he returned to Xia Guo, a place where birds don't lay eggs, he was going to prepare for a big operation to heal his legs.

Now, Yue Qingcheng's words were too impactful, causing the Yuanli in his dantian to fluctuate slightly.

Yue Qingcheng was shocked.

It's this feeling again!

She had this feeling when she first saw Ye Machen outside.

Peach pits in Yuan Furnace...

eat him!eat him! !

Peach Pit seems to be a little irritable, and its body is crackling and shining.

"... Dark energy?"

This kind of hunger once appeared when the death row was facing the enemy's dark warrior, and now it appeared again.

"Sister Yue? Sister Yue?"

The hunger of Peach Pit only appeared for a moment, and soon disappeared.

When Yue Qingcheng regained consciousness, Ye Machen was tugging at her sleeve and looking at her suspiciously.

Yue Qingcheng broke free subconsciously, maybe with a little strength, she actually brought Ye Machen out of the wheelchair and fell to the ground.

Ye Machen blinked and looked at her aggrievedly.

Yue Qingcheng looked at him intently, there was no fluctuation of Yuan power in Ye Machen's body, and she also deliberately searched for it when she got the needle just now, and found no trace of the martial artist's cultivation.

Is it her illusion, or is he hiding too deeply?

Yue Qingcheng lifted him up like a weak chicken and put him back on the wheelchair.

"Don't touch me casually," she explained.

Ye Machen sniffled, "Oh... sorry."

Yue Qingcheng glanced at him, no matter whether his innocence was fake or real, she had already taken precautions.

"Have you hired those doctors to treat your legs before?"

Ye Machen looked honest and honest, "I invited some elders from the Yaowang Pavilion, as well as barefoot doctors from other countries. What's the matter, Sister Yue?"

Ye Machen's expression was impeccable, Yue Qingcheng only believed half of it.

If it is true, there should be no dark fighters in Yaowang Pavilion, so it can be ruled out.

The problem lies in the barefoot doctors from other countries. There may be dark warriors among them, leaving marks on Ye Machen's legs.

But what if Ye Machen pretended?

Yue Qingcheng calmed down slightly, and said lightly: "Let's talk about the consultation fee first. Without the consultation fee, my master and I will not treat your legs."

PS: I have a cold and feel uncomfortable, please pay attention to your health. /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

(End of this chapter)