Chapter 722 Who Is He?

"roll!"

Meng Qingge roared coldly.

The hand behind him shrank subconsciously.

The man's face changed, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, he came to Meng Qingge.

"Give me the medicine if you don't want to die."

The man looked at Meng Qingge and said.

Meng Qingge recognized this face. Prime Minister Liu had seen it once on the palace wall when he was in rebellion, and also once in a dream.

This time, I saw clearly again.

A ruthless face, a pale face, a face with a sinister smile.

People look at the face at the first glance, but they don't like the face at the second glance...

It's just that Meng Qingge didn't look away, and stared at him firmly.

The man seemed irritated by Meng Qingge's observation.

He stood up abruptly, turned his back to Meng Qingge, and immediately took out the mask and put it on.

Then he turned around and looked at Meng Qingge again.

Meng Qingge naturally looked at him.

just frowned...

The mask is only half, and only covers the man's left face and lower face.

I don't understand what he has to hide, it's not the first time I've seen him.

I have long remembered what he looked like, except for a little paleness on his face, there was nothing wrong with it.

However, none of this matters.

Meng Qingge didn't understand the meaning of what he just said.

The man didn't say it a second time.

After a while, Meng Qingge finally realized the clearer pain coming from behind.

He wants to help him deal with the wounds left by the blood corpse's paw prints?Is it credible?

The man just looked at Meng Qingge without saying a word.

After thinking about it, Meng Qingge searched for it from his bosom, and took out a bottle of wound medicine. This is the only thing he has now...

Can barely handle it.

The man glanced at it, smiled strangely, took the medicine, and came behind Meng Qingge.

He took out a knife and scraped off the rapidly rotting meat.

No anesthesia, no fainting.

Just so bluntly, one knife at a time...

Meng Qingge's whole face began to contort from the pain, and his whole body was dripping with sweat. He unconsciously grabbed his clothes with his hands and pinched them tightly. His teeth were gritting, but he tried not to make a sound, even humming. nothing.

Scrape off the rotten meat and sprinkle with wound medicine.

The man stood up and stopped talking about Meng Qingge.

"Eat it."

The man came to Meng Qingge again, knelt down, took out a pill, and handed it to Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge just looked up at him and didn't answer.

She can't take other medicines, and...

Even if she could take it, she would not take the medicine given by this person.

He had already been poisoned by the corpse poison, and he didn't know what would happen to his body and break the balance in his body.

If he eats other things... Meng Qingge is afraid that he will die sooner!

Meng Qingge panted, didn't speak, didn't answer, just looked at the man.

The man pinched Meng Qingge's cheeks and stuffed the medicine directly.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Meng Qingge was forcibly stuffed with medicine, causing Meng Qingge to choke.

But he didn't say anything.

"When the corpse poison takes hold, you will only die faster."

said the man.

Meng Qingge didn't respond. He knew that the man gave her the medicine to detoxify the corpse.

Who is this person?What's the purpose?
I pushed myself down the waterfall before, and now I have to save myself...

What the hell is he trying to do? !

Suddenly remembered that when he stumbled and fell on the palace wall, he seemed to be very nervous.

He really didn't want to let himself die...

Such an idea suddenly popped up in Meng Qingge's mind.

(End of this chapter)

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