The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 228 Fighting About Fighting (4)

"Who do you say is a dirty old man?!"

Yinweng became angry immediately, and stretched out his hand to grab Yuanqiu in his hand: "Yuanqiu, how do you want to die? I see that you are my apprentice's spiritual pet, so I can give you the right to choose!" , he blew on his beard and his eyes widened.

"..."

At this time, the ball was almost crushed by Yinweng, but still refused to give in: "I... choose... let you, die!"

In the next second, the back of Yinweng's hand was bitten fiercely by the ball, and he kept jumping up on the spot in pain: "Ah! You shit ball, you actually bit me, I will crush you to death!"

"Ahhhh! Let go!"

"Let go first!"

One person, one ball, already entangled together...

……

In contrast.

As soon as Yun Yiran left the Xianqing Pavilion, Qingran and Yu Chihong blocked her way.

Yu Chihong narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't say anything, but his face was full of doubts.

Qing Ran even looked left and right, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Yun, is it the gunpowder you buried?"

"How do you know it was me?"

Yun Yiran looked at Qingran with a calm expression on his face.

Qingran clenched her fists tightly: "Because...because..." Halfway through the sentence, she didn't know how to continue.

At this time, Yu Chihong glanced at Qing Ran, then turned his eyes to Qing Ran, his eyes were as sharp as ice: "Because you smell of gunpowder."

The smell of gunpowder is extremely special, and it is difficult to dispel it in a short time.

Therefore, even if she changed all her clothes, there were still some residues on her body.

Regarding this, Yun Yiran did not deny it: "Yes, so what?"

"..."

Qingran was stunned for a moment, and her expression became extremely bad: "Sister Yun, how could you do this? What hatred do the disciples of Xianqing Pavilion have with you?"

At that moment, Yun Yiran slightly raised the corners of his lips: "But, if this could help your brother Yuchi, what would you choose?"

"..."

Qingran's eyes widened, but she didn't know what to say.

Yu Chihong raised his eyebrows: "Help me?"

"You may think so."

"Sister Yun, can you really help Brother Yuchi?" Qingran asked quickly.

As he said that, Yun Yiran paused for a moment, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "But, if you waste my time like this again and ruin my plan, then it's not necessarily true."

Hearing this, Qingran quickly waved her hand: "Sister Yun, I believe you will be able to help brother Yuchi! So, do you want me to do something for you? As long as you ask, I will do it!"

"Qing Ran!"

Yu Chihong's expression was obviously displeased, and he gritted his teeth: "I, Yu Chihong, would rather not have something exchanged by despicable means!"

"Am I... despicable?"

Hearing this, Qingran's face was full of grievance and discomfort: "Brother Yuchi, I just really miss you coming back... Only when you come back can I be happy, happy!" A crystal teardrop rolled down.

Tears are a really good weapon sometimes.

It has to be said that Qingran really fully understands this point, her eyes and emotions are like a faucet that can be retracted freely.

Looking at her, Yun Yiran really felt extremely ridiculous!

However, Yu Chihong liked this very much, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Qingran, I'm being harsh. I just... don't like to use this method." As he spoke, his eyes flicked to Yun Yi However, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)