The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 389 The So-Called Balrog (4)

The next day.

Enchanted land.

After experiencing the previous events, there are ten times more ghost-faced men in the Demon Palace than before, and the appearance of the layers of handles looks very spectacular.

Yin Weng glanced at the men wearing ghost masks, and couldn't help frowning: "My boy, what kind of taste do you think Leng Shuimo has, and why do you let this group of people wear such ugly masks?"

"..."

Yun Yiran could clearly see that the eyes of the ghost-masked people around were all focused on Yin Weng!

However, Yin Weng didn't realize it, and sighed again: "People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, that fellow Leng Shuimo is stupid, and his taste is also quite stupid!"

As soon as the words came out, the ghost-masked man had already raised the spear in his hand, and his eyes looked like he was about to eat the silver man.

Yin Weng still sighed helplessly: "Oh, you said they..."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Yiran directly pulled up Yinweng's collar, and walked quickly to the side: "Let's go, go back."

Otherwise, it would be really hard for her to imagine how Yinweng would be beaten to death next. It can be said that the scene of being beaten by a group really hurts just thinking about it.

"Hey, where are you taking me? I don't want to go anywhere!" No matter how hard Yin Weng struggled, he could only cry without tears and followed Yun Yiran to the alchemy room. Dissatisfaction: "I haven't enjoyed the scenery of the magic palace enough yet, why did you drag me here."

Yun Yiran replied indifferently: "Because, I think you will be ugly with your beard plucked."

"..."

What kind of answer is this? !

Yin Weng blinked his eyes, unable to understand no matter how he thought about it.

Just when he wanted to continue asking, Yun Yiran's eyes suddenly became extremely serious: "Tell me, how can the Balrog be refined?"

"..."

"I've never been to this room before. Why are there so many alchemy furnaces? Where did they come from?" As he spoke, he stepped forward and began to look around. After a while, his expression became suspicious: "Why are they all That old guy Murong Mian?! Is Murong Mian here?!"

"exist."

"Where is it?! Where is it? He is actually in the Demon Palace, he must be treated by that pervert Leng Shuimo as... a guest of honor!" Thinking of the treatment that Murongmian might face here, Yin Weng rejoiced in his heart flower.

"I can take you to see him."

Yun Yiran looked at Yinweng, with an unusually firm stubbornness in his eyes: "However, you have to answer my question first."

Yinweng acted as if he didn't hear it, he waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't want to watch it, otherwise, I'm afraid that my stomach will hurt from laughing, then the loss outweighs the gain."

"answer me."

"..."

Yin Weng didn't even dare to look at Yun Yiran again, and started wandering around the house: "This herb is pretty good!"

"This alchemy furnace is really good. My senior brother keeps saying that there is nothing good in his Wugou Palace, that scumbag!"

Yin Weng kept avoiding Yun Yiran's gaze and pinched an inner alchemy. "Hey, my good boy, why are there so many leopard inner alchemists here?!"

"Master!"

Yun Yiran called out in a cold voice,

"..."

Yin Weng was taken aback, he swallowed his saliva: "My dear disciple, I have something to do as a teacher, let's go first."

Yun Yiran looked at Yin Weng who was walking away quickly, and couldn't help tightening her fists for a moment, then she took out the Qiankun bag: "You two, help me catch that old man back!"

(End of this chapter)