God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 2017 Kindness and Beauty (1)

"No, no, no, you didn't go back on your word, it was me! It was me who went back on your word, and I don't want you to cure me."

Leng Fengchan's condition was so bad that he even forgot to wipe off the blood he coughed up.

He was terrified.

Yue Qingcheng is really a female devil, although... the reason why this name has been spread so widely is because of his handwriting, but he never thought that she would really be a female devil!

She smiled calmly, but for some reason, there was always a feeling of scalp tingling.

"Kill you, or heal you, choose one."

Leng Fengchan was startled, frightened and angry, "You are a strong doctor!"

"Yeah, so, your choice?"

Leng Fengchan's ashen complexion twisted into a ball, and finally swallowed his fear, "Then, you'd better treat it."

He didn't know what Yue Qingcheng was going to do.

However, he will definitely not feel good.

I just hope that this girl's heart can match her beautiful appearance a little bit, and she won't be so evil.

Yue Qingcheng said: "That's right. Also, I have warned you that it will hurt a little bit. However, I hate people who yell and yell. You'd better not yell later... Otherwise, I won't be happy."

Leng Fengchan felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

you are not happy!

I'm not happy yet!

He said angrily: "Don't worry! I can cultivate to Ziling, what kind of pain have I never experienced?!"

Hmph, he still has this certainty.

In the early years, he was still a body-training martial artist. Although it was too difficult to give up because of entering the country, he still had a foundation.

Will be afraid of pain?

Yue Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, seeing that he was full of confidence, she didn't say anything, but moved her mind slightly, directing the silver needle.

The one hundred and eight silver needles rotated faster and faster, like a round cutting blade, shining with silver light.

It was getting closer and closer to Leng Fengchan's wound.

"No, no, don't you mean—"

"To shut up!"

Yue Qingcheng's cold reprimand made him close his mouth subconsciously, and then, a sharp pain came from the wound!

"what!!!"

Winter in Tianzhu is approaching, and many sparrows have emerged, occasionally staying outside the corridor.

This sudden and tragic cry scared them all away.

stop!

Yue Qingcheng waved her hand, and Yinzhen stopped.

From the mirror that was enough to cut black iron, it became a silver needle biting head to tail.

No one would believe that the seemingly innocuous silver needle would have such terrifying lethality!

Yue Qingcheng looked at Leng Fengchan quietly, "Didn't I say, don't shout and shout?"

"It hurts so much!!!"

Leng Fengchan didn't have much blood in the first place, and now he was even more so.

The wound that had managed to stop the bleeding began to gurgle again, the rotten flesh had been sawed out, but at the same time, some bones were also crushed!

Is this taking over the arm?

Even if it can be connected to the arm, it will become one long and one short, right?What about returning to normal?

The Seventh Holy Servant was also very upset, this is not healing, it is clearly exacerbating the injury of the Holy Envoy!

However, he felt Yue Qingcheng's eyes looked over.

My heart trembled.

Yue Qingcheng looked at him and said, "If he yells again, I'll pull out your tongue."

The seventh holy servant was confused: "!!!"

It's not me who is calling, why pull out my tongue!

But smart, he immediately covered Leng Fengchan's mouth.

Leng Fengchan stared round his eyes, "Woooo..." How dare you!

Only then did the seventh holy servant realize what he had done, but he didn't dare to let go, and quickly comforted him: "Holy envoy, please bear with me. The eighth holy envoy is kind-hearted and beautiful, and will never harm you!" "

With a guilty conscience, he did not forget to flatter Yue Qingcheng.

Leng Fengchan: "..."

(End of this chapter)