Chapter 242 Broken Mirror (3)

"Then do you want to try it?"

Yun Yiran turned to look at Leng Shui Mo, his eyes were full of teasing.

Hearing this, Leng Shuimo's iceberg-like face softened a little: "If you can beat me, then I don't mind letting you try."

"..."

nonsense!

She may have a little confidence in fighting against others, but if she wants to win against a pervert like Leng Shuimo, that is simply impossible!
Therefore, Yun Yiran didn't want to pay attention to Leng Shuimo at all, walked directly in front of Murong Mian, locked his throat roughly and threw a pill into it: "This medicine can temporarily delay your pain, but time won't It's been too long, and soon you will be able to experience pain again..."

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

For Murong Mian, it was always him who threatened others, but this was the first time he was threatened, so naturally his expression was extremely ugly.

Yun Yiran slightly raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly asked: "Are you thinking that this time you can detoxify yourself?"

"..."

Murong Mian gritted her teeth and remained silent.

"It took you almost a month to remove all the poison since the last poisoning. So... what about this time?" Yun Yiran's tone was extremely light, but there was a strong chill in it.

Just raising his eyebrows, murderous intent spread: "Murong Mian, are you sure you can bear the pain again and again?"

Although her medicine spirit master level is not as good as Murong Mian's, but her skill in poisoning is completely unmatched by him.

After all, she has been infected by poison since she was a child, plus the experience of continuous experimentation in her previous life, the combination of the two can be described as a powerful combination. It is definitely an extremely easy task to make some poison that others cannot easily dissolve. matter!

"What on earth are you trying to do?!" Murong Mian clenched her fists tightly, with a ferocious expression on her face that wanted to bite Yun Yiran to death.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a strong palm wind hit.

I saw that Leng Shuimo narrowed his eyes indifferently: "Speak well, otherwise..." He didn't continue, but the threatening meaning in his words was self-evident.

"..."

This appearance made Murong Mian shut up immediately, not daring to say anything more.

Yun Yiran glanced at Leng Shuimo, and then continued to say to Murong Mian: "It's very simple, hand over the God Demon Cauldron, and I can let you go."

Murong Mian gritted her teeth: "I..."

However, just after he said a word, when he saw Leng Shuimo's murderous expression, his tone immediately became extremely gentle: "Miss Yun, I don't know where the magic cauldron you mentioned is, how can I give it to you?" ?”

Yun Yiran frowned slightly, with an obvious displeasure on his face.

At this time, Leng Shuimo's body flickered, and directly locked Murong Mian's throat: "I don't know?"

"Really... no... I don't know..." Murong Mian was a little suffocated, and her face was extremely red.

Leng Shuimo looked at him, slightly raised the corners of his lips, with an indifferent expression like: "You really don't know?"

"No... know... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Mian started to scream again and again, the voice was completely out of the usual coldness...

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

Soon, a brand new pig face was born!

"me……"

When Murong Mian said this, a tooth fell out of his mouth, and his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them. As the word "I" was pronounced, traces of blood continued to overflow from his mouth. It's really embarrassing...

so poor!
 Is it an early update today?Hurry up and praise the palace master~!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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