The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

For a time, the entire pharmacy was filled with a sharp scream of the valley, and the snoring of other wounded people was suppressed.

Everyone was caught in a strange silence, watching the miserable appearance of a knife, his face full of horror and sympathy.

Then, such silence was only a moment, and soon the discussion in the drug garden broke out more than just.

"It's terrible! Fortunately, it is not the stinky boy who is treating us, but the ice lotus fairy, otherwise we will not become like that!"

"Oh, obviously there should be a rescue, but now it is... a good life!"

"Let the valley owner do not believe in the ice lotus fairy, but believe that a boy with no hair is not long, and now his uncle is happy!"

"The mediocrity! The mediocrity!"

The anger of the one after another was mixed with the painful mourning in the valley, and the hand that hangs on the side of the valley is tightly clenched into a fist.

He couldn't help himself to see the pain of life and death, but he told him rationally, to believe in it, since he promised to believe, he must believe in the end.

The valley wind closed his eyes, his face pale, and his body shivered slightly.

The only thing in this pharmacy that is not affected by the screams and screams is probably Tunxi.

Her look was calm, and from Nangong, she had to tie the sky with the silk to prevent him from struggling again.

Then took out the silver needle and squatted down and smashed the black blood bubble from Gu Yidao.

The black liquid flows out of the broken blood bubbles, giving off a disgusting smell.

Even the fingertips of Tunxi were slightly touched.

That is the pus that can be transmitted!

However, the face of Tunxi did not change at all, and a water column was turned into a water column, which was sprinkled on the valley and wiped all the wounds on his body.

After the wound was cleaned, Gu Yidao had already fallen into a coma, but the deliciousness still caused painful embarrassment.

Tunxi looked at the wind in the valley and said faintly: "Okay, it is expected that after half an hour, it will be fine."

The valley wind was first glimpsed, and then the face showed ecstasy, and a squat at the foot was actually because the whole body was stiff and almost fell to the ground.

Tunxi retired to the side, but he was immediately caught by Nangong.

Not waiting for the reaction of the brook, Nangong smashed her hand and gently pressed her back to the lips - that is, it was contaminated with a pus and blood.

Tunxi raised his eyebrows and whispered: "You didn't see that I just had pus and blood? That's contagious. You are not afraid of infection?"

The look of Nangong’s face is the same, and his eyes are tender. “If the brook is infected, the king must of course have a hard time with his own prince and blessing.”

"Who is your king!" Tunxi did not take a good recovery, but then he smacked his mouth and couldn't help but explain, "Now the pus on the knife is not contagious. And, you have long guessed it is not ?"

Nangong’s words screamed coldly. "If you don’t know that you are not in danger, do you think I will let you save people regardless of their safety?"

Tunxi doesn't talk, and this guy is as persistent as he is, and he wants to control it!

However, there is a cloud in the west of Tunxi. The people who were still watching Shangguanrui’s condition on the other side have already stood on the side of Fenglianying.

I saw that the valley was stunned and painful. Although the blood and pus on the wound were cleaned up, the ulcerated wounds still existed. From time to time, there were black and yellow liquids leaking out, which looked very miserable.