The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

"Qingye, don't worry." Seeing that Duanmu Yingyue hadn't moved, the elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief, comforting Duanmu Qingye: "With Grandpa Zeng, people will not send you to that place."

Duanmu Qingye was full of gratitude, clutching his belly and crawling towards the elder, the elder resisted the urge to escape and said hurriedly: "You have a stomachache, so don't move! Doctor Smallpox can't solve it, maybe the alchemist It may be resolved."

Duanmu Qingye was already tormented by the pain in his stomach like a gossamer. Hearing this, there was hope in his heart, "That..."

"Your grandfather Zeng lived seventy or eighty years old, and there are a lot of great friends." The elder said proudly: "Grandpa Zeng has solved your sister's affairs, so he personally invites a spiritual emperor-level alchemist to refine it for you. The pill will heal you."

"Okay..." Duanmu Qingye was tortured and fainted as soon as he finished answering the word.

Looking at her, Duanmu Yawang couldn't help feeling that she was a little pitiful. She only knew how to bully the weak, but she was ridiculously naive.

You know, the alchemist is a rare person in the entire continent, but everyone who has reached the level of the spirit king is an existence that everyone is trying to flatter. They are extremely arrogant and will not make friends casually. The elder is seventy or eighty years old. , Cultivation is not as good as Duanmu Liguang.

Duanmu Liguang's spiritual power is only at the Spirit Sovereign level. He doesn't have a friend of the Spirit Sovereign Alchemist in a position like the Cinder Empire. How could the great elder, the little elder who survived by the Valiant Palace, have it?

Really lie and don't write drafts! Incomparably shameless, he lied to his great-granddaughter like this!

Duanmu Yingyue must have thought of this too, her eyes flashed, but she said nothing.

The great elder felt that today’s affairs were very disheartening. Since he heard that Duanmu Yawang was not dead, his brows were never loosened. Seeing that Duanmu Liguang was asleep, he asked unscrupulously: "Trash, give you two choices. , One is to automatically disappear and no longer appear in the Zhongyong Palace, and second, to die now!"

As long as she is dead, everything will be easy!

No matter how bad, he even killed her grandfather!

Thinking of this, the elder's eyes were full of gloom.

"Damn!" Little Bailu didn't pretend to be asleep, and yelled angrily in the source of Linghu: "This old immortal is too much. In my opinion, if you don't agree to the first choice, He will kill you now!"

Duanmu Yawang snorted coldly in her heart, "Don't worry, if he really dared to make a move, I will kill him before he kills me!" He dared to show the sharp blade, and she dared to swing a big knife!

Take a look at that time, who will regret it!

Two, three and four elders, when they heard what the great elder said, they were secretly surprised, but they didn't dare to speak at will. After all, in such a change, if they take a side, they will be overwhelmed by the time!

They also know that if they don't speak, they are obviously on the side of the elder. They know that this is not very kind, but who is the advantage?

The great elder not only possesses two purple-eyed geniuses, but also Duanmu Yingyue is the future prince. Moreover, if Duanmu Yawang is dead, Duanmu is stern, and the entire Zhongyong Palace is also Duanmu Yingyue's!

So, what else do they have to hesitate?

Duanmu Yingyue has been carefully observing the situation. Seeing this, she immediately knew that the situation was very beneficial to her, and she understood the meaning of the elder. She cocked her mouth and chuckled, rubbed her aching knees, and dressed elegantly. Standing up, "Sister, Grandpa Zeng's two choices, which one do you choose?"

Duanmu Yawang was hungry for a few days, and her stomach was so hungry that she didn’t feel it. She just ate a fruit to fill her stomach, and suddenly felt even more hungry. She sat at the table with her legs folded and took a piece of cake on the altar. Eat, while gnawing, with a crooked smile and telling: "Then you can listen to me, I will, no, will, choose!"

She said the last few words one by one.

Duanmu Yingyue stared at her, her face cold in vain, but she laughed softly: "That is to say...you want to die?"

"No." Duanmu Yawang gently shook his head, her eyes were even colder: "It should be said that you are looking for death!"

"What a big breath!" The elder snorted and said coldly: "You are a trash, now it's just fish under our knife. We want to kill you, you don't even have the qualifications to struggle!"

Duanmu Yingyue chuckled lightly, just about to speak, when suddenly a person who looked like a maid walked in from outside, Duanmu Ya looked at that person, and suddenly found that he was serving in the original main courtyard.

However, this maid can be very kind to the original owner. Not only did she ride on the original owner, she also cooperated with Duanmu Qingye to bully the original owner. Even the original owner had an accident, she also got in.

She walked in, did not look at the master Duanmu Yawang, and hurriedly ran to Duanmu Yingyue, whispering to her.

After Duanmu Yingyue listened, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with joy, and she looked at Duanmu Yawang contemptuously: "Trash, just say something like this to you, and I want you to die!"

Duanmuya twitched the corners of her mouth twice. Before marrying the prince, she claimed to be the prince, so she wouldn't be afraid of not beating her own face?

Duanmu Yawang was thinking about it, and he saw Duanmu Yawang plop, and knelt down to Duanmu Yawang again, her proud purple eyes quickly burst into tears, but the tears did not flow down again, she was strong and forbearing, and the deputy was determined to carry it. All the sins said: "Sister, please forgive my sister. Everything is my fault. His Royal Highness I will return it to my sister..."

"Shadow Moon, who do you want to return this Highness to?"

Before Duanmu Yingyue's pretentious words fell, a pleasant voice came from the door. When everyone looked at it, they saw a tall and elegant figure coming in from the door, and hurriedly saw Li and shouted: "I have seen your Royal Highness."

Only Duanmu Yawang didn't kneel, sitting leisurely on the chair, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Duanmu Yingyue, then at Nangong Youran, then dragged one hand on her cheek, and quietly waited for Duanmu Yingyue to let herself die.

The prince Nangong has a leisurely and handsome facial features, a jade crown and hair, and a luxurious brocade robe. He is full of vigor and spirit. He stretches out his hand to invite the person who meets the gift at will. A pair of purple eyes stared at Duanmu Yingyue from the door, and saw her kneeling in blood. On the ground, my eyes were full of distress, "Yingyue, you have such a serious injury, why don't you rest on the bed and kneel here and do?"

When he said, he stretched out his hand to pull her up.

"His Royal Highness, I can't afford it." Duanmu Yingyue bit her lip and sobbed: "Sister thinks that I have robbed you, so grandpa will drive me out of the Yongyong Palace, and don't give me a dowry!"