The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 332 Baicao (5)

Leng Shuimo's injury was extremely serious, which cannot be healed by ordinary medicine.

That's why she took the risk and wanted to promote herself to a master-level medicine psychic as soon as possible, but she failed because the herbs were hidden in the alchemy furnace, and now she can only refine it again!

Yun Yiran glanced at Leng Shuimo, only to see that his face was pale and startling: "How do you feel now?"

"Can't die."

Leng Shuimo's answer was simple and direct.

It seemed that he was not the one who was hurt by that attitude. After speaking, he sat down on the chair next to him and looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, his eyes full of playfulness.

"..."

Yun also gritted his teeth!
If she didn't know that it was Leng Shuimo who saved her, she would definitely turn around and leave, and would never choose to stay here. After all, she is not the so-called Holy Mother, since the other party feels that she is - dead!No!up!

Then why does she have nothing to do here!

At this moment, Yun Yiran's tightly clenched fists fully demonstrated that she was trying her best to suppress her anger!

This appearance made Leng Shuimo's smile even stronger, his glazed eyes were full of danger: "However, if the deity died, would you laugh or... cry?"

"..."

Yun Yiran stopped what he was doing, and looked at Leng Shuimo with a half-smile: "God Leng, do you think I'm crying or laughing?"

"cry."

Just one word.

In the next second, Leng Shuimo took Yun Yiran into his arms, bowed his head and approached very slowly: "After all, wouldn't Concubine Mo be very lonely without her real self?"

Yun Yiran took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress his anger: "Leng Shuimo, I warn you, let go!"

"Is the deity not listening?"

Leng Shuimo slightly hooked the corners of his lips, not only did he not intend to let go at all, but he got closer and closer: "Could it be, are you going to hit the deity?"

"..."

Yun Yiran was already frozen in place, as if he had forgotten to resist.

At that moment, time flowed extremely slowly, and the surrounding air became extremely warm...

A cold and domineering.

A proud and resentful one.

Two people standing together, that scene can be described as beautiful!
Yuanqiu and Xiaoding on the side quickly covered their eyes, not daring to watch the next scene...

only……

only……

Time and space overflow.

The reaction was too quiet, but the two little guys couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then they opened their fingers carefully, wanting to quietly look at the shy picture.

but!

What happened next made Yuanqiu and Xiaoding's eyes widen, and they said in unison: "What's wrong?!"

"fainted."

Yun Yiran replied two words lightly.

Then, she picked up Leng Shui Mo, who had fainted and lay on her shoulders, opened the door and threw it out. She said coldly, "Take your demons back and take good care of them."

"..."

The ghost-masked man looked at Lord Mozun who was thrown out like garbage, and his face turned black from fright!

"boom!"

Yun Yiran's movements were done in one go, without even looking at the thrown Leng Shui Mo, he slammed the door shut.

The ghost-faced people swallowed their saliva together, and after looking at each other, they asked timidly, "What should I do?"

"Yes, what should I do?!"

Their powerful Demon Lord, who could shake the heavens and earth, was knocked unconscious and thrown out!

God knows, if the Demon Lord wakes up, will the city be massacred? !

(End of this chapter)