The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 327 Turn on the Dog Abuse Mode (3)

The eyes are like glass, like the stars and the sea, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

Just one glance makes people forget where they are and how time and space flow...

At this time, Leng Shuimo's ink hair was blowing up against the wind, carrying a strong aura of arrogance and arrogance, but that indifference dissipated instantly when he saw Yun Yiran, and one could see his original stiff face upon closer inspection The lines have gradually softened.

"come over."

There were only two words, which seemed cold and devoid of any emotion.

It can be said that the guy of Leng Shui Mo really plays the role of an iceberg all the time, and it is absolutely excellent for cooling down.

Yun Yiran stepped forward slowly, and when he walked in front of Leng Shuimo, he couldn't help frowning: "It seems that Master Leng doesn't need my treatment anymore?"

"What do you say?"

The cold-ink glazed eyes narrowed for a moment, and then began to scan Yun Yiran's body.

In the next second, he flashed in front of Yun Yiran, with a cold and dark expression on his face: "You have been gathering medicine for so long, how can I live up to you?" As he spoke, he leaned slightly and moved closer to Yun Yi Ran's ear: "Right, Concubine Mo?"

"boom!"

Raising your hand is a punch!
Cold ink covered his chest, and the corners of his eyes became extremely cold and hard!
"Sorry, just slipped for a while."

As he said that, Yun Yiran slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his brows and eyes were tinged with a smile: "It's just a fist, Mr. Mozun is so powerful, you shouldn't think it's a big deal, right?"

"..."

Leng Shuimo didn't speak.

It's just that the expression is a little gloomy.

Seeing this, the smile on Yun Yiran's face became stronger, and she looked at Leng Shuimo with a smile: "Master Mozun, I am not as strong as you, I have to rest when I am tired or injured, so, If it's okay, please go away!"

roll.

This word bites extremely hard!

How dare they speak to their Demon Venerable like this? !

At that moment, everyone felt that the surrounding air seemed to freeze into ice, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive...

Such a moment!

In this case!
The ghost-masked people couldn't help secretly sympathizing with Qi Yun, and some even began to struggle in their hearts. If the demon king wanted to kill the demon concubine, would they risk their lives and beg for mercy together?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to Leng Shui Mo cautiously, but they were frightened at that moment!

and many more!

and many more!

Are they dazzled? !
what happened? !
Why, they have always been known as the "thousand-year expressionless and iceberg-level facial paralysis" Lord Mozun, unexpectedly!actually!

Laughed?

Did you really laugh? ! !

I saw that Leng Shuimo's beautiful facial features were infected with a dazzling smile, and his thin lips parted slightly: "So, are you caring about this deity?"

"..."

Yun Yiran didn't bother to talk to him at all!
After giving him a hard look, he turned around and walked away.

At this time, the smile on Leng Shuimo's face became stronger, but that smile quickly dissipated in just a moment. He narrowed his cold eyes and looked to the dark side: "Are you here?"

"Now that we have entered the battle, it is absolutely impossible to get out in a short time." The ghost-masked man who was kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head when he said this, his eyes were filled with scarlet: "So, Lord Mozun, shall we take this opportunity..."

The man made a gesture of wiping his neck, and the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

The night wind is cool.

Leng Shui Mo stood where he was, with an extremely cold chill on his face...

(End of this chapter)