The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

When I said the last sentence, Gu Liufeng’s eyes were full of determination.

However, there is a kind of deep sadness and pain in the body.

It is a mother who kills her own mother, or looks at the mother’s pain without dignity. Such a choice is a great cruelty for anyone.

Tunxi nodded, not saying anything, but leaning over the pulse of the valley.

Gu Youlan is still struggling to mourn, but this point is really not a thing for Tunxi.

However, this time the pulse has lasted for half an hour.

After withdrawing the hand of the veins, there was no slight ease on the face of Tunxi, and he leaned down to poke the eyes and mouth of the valley, and saw her cousin and tongue coating.

The breath of the wind in the valley was solidified, until I saw the brook rise, and asked softly: "Hey, your diagnosis..."

He took a deep breath and swallowed what he wanted to ask. He was afraid of hearing the ending he didn't want to hear.

"Hey, there is a problem with the medicinal herbs given by Murong's family, isn't it?" Gu Liufeng was silent for a long while, and then asked, "If... If I can find a way to get the remedy, can it be more beneficial to you?" Treatment?"

"As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, any method, I will do it! As long as you can save my mother's life!"

Tunxi used the water on the side to clean the net hand, and then faintly said: "You can rest assured that your mother's illness is a little troublesome, but I can cure it."

"What?!" The valley wind screamed, and even the voice trembled a little. "Hey, you...you said, can you cure my mother? Can it really be cured?"

Tunxi picked up his eyebrows, but the voice of the youngsters in Qingyue was full of the domineering of who I am. "Forgot what I said? Not all people can save, but as long as I can say that I can save The person, then the king can not take her life."

"It’s just that your mother’s body has reached the point where the oil has dried up. Even if it is cured, it is very likely that it will not be able to practice again. If there is no long-term life-sustaining drug, it can only live to the life of the heavens."

"Enough!" The wind in the valley suppressed the excitement in the heart, and the trembling sounded a tribute to the brook. "Oh, I don't know what to say if I am grateful. I will continue this life in the valley..."

"Don't know how to say it, don't say it." Yan Xi waved his hand and interrupted him. He suddenly had two silver needles between his fingers.

The silver needle slowly penetrated from the two temples of the valley orchid. As the silver needle entered the body, the action of the valley orchid struggle slowly stopped.

Although the body is still shaking because of pain, there is already a bit of peace in the eyebrows.

Gu Liufeng looked at the appearance of the young man's focus on the needle. I don't know why, the scene appeared in the 100 herbal gardens. When the medicine was taken, Nangong gave her the herbs.

Then, under the high court of Pluto, in front of you, you are willing to be low and small, and to converge.

At that time, the valley wind inadvertently saw Nangong looking at his eyes.

He looked at the medicine stove with his eyes fixed. He didn't look at Nangong at a glance, but Nangong's gaze did not leave his body for a moment.

So gentle, so pet, so persistent eyes, people illusion that it is not a cold and ruthless Pluto, but a good husband who loves his wife.

The valley wind sighed softly and suddenly murmured: "Maybe, Nangong Temple is the best person for you."