God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 2018 Kindness and Beauty (2)

Huayan walked in from the outside in a dawdly manner.

Just after finishing her meal, she went to deal with the busy government affairs.Everything has reached the final stage, let alone be careless.

now is our recess time.

As soon as she arrived outside the hall, she heard Yue Qingcheng's cold voice, and she couldn't help being a little confused.

"It's not a small skill for you to make my sister angry."

The more angry my sister is, the colder she will be.

Moreover, when it is cold, it is extraordinarily calm.

Huayan remembered that it had been a long time since her sister was so angry last time.

Leng Fengchan: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The seventh holy servant said: "We didn't—"

Hua Yan said with a grimace, "Shut up! If you say anything else, I'll pull out your tongue."

Seventh Holy Servant: "..."

Yue Qingcheng said lightly: "Here we come."

One hundred and eight silver needles were rotated again to form a cutting mirror, and then rubbed towards Leng Fengchan's wound.

Puff Chi Chi.

Blood foam splashed everywhere, but the wound was still smooth.

Huayan doesn't look good.

She knew that sister Yue was intentionally torturing this person, but it also showed that Leng Fengchan had really annoyed her sister.

She squinted her eyes, scratching them unkindly.

The Seventh Holy Servant gasped, his hand was bitten by Leng Fengchan, and blood flowed out.

However, Leng Fengchan only hurts more than him!

It hurts to touch the wound, not to mention the friction and cutting at such a high frequency.

Leng Fengchan's clothes were wet with sweat, his whole body was in a daze, he died and came back to life, and he almost collapsed.

Yue Qingcheng watched calmly, her anger subsided a little.

You know, she was really scared.

Thought they really found her "lair" and might endanger grandpa.Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

brush!

The silver needle flew back.

The Seventh Holy Servant asked tremblingly, "Are you done?"

Yue Qingcheng didn't even look at him, and directed the silver needle to grind Leng Fengchan's stumped arm that fell beside him.

Huayan, who had been fighting for several months, was no stranger to this scene, but the pampered Leng Fengchan and the Seventh Saint Servant were all trembling with fright, and almost didn't spit it out.

Especially, this is Leng Fengchan's arm.

"Okay, let him go."

Is it finally over? The Seventh Holy Servant heaved a sigh of relief and quickly let go of Leng Fengchan.

He smiled wryly, looking at the bloody palm that had been bitten.

"Ah ah ah..."

Leng Fengchan yelled again, and the seventh holy servant was so frightened that he wanted to cover him again, but found that the holy envoy was already very weak and his voice was hoarse.

Yue Qingcheng snorted coldly, took out a piece of animal bone from the storage ring, cut off some, and spliced ​​it into Leng Fengchan's fracture.

After pouring some medicine, animal bones and human bones, things that were originally mutually exclusive, melted together miraculously.

Huayan sighed, "It's amazing."

Every time she saw such a miracle, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Not to mention modern times, she believes that after hundreds of years of development of human medical technology, such a perfect integration will not be possible.

The seventh holy servant also secretly admired it.

Although this female devil is terrifying, her well-known medical skills are also worthy of the name.

His heart tightened, and the female devil looked over again.

"He lost a lot of blood, is there any medicine for promoting muscle and blood circulation?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

He quickly fed one to Leng Fengchan.

After all, he is at the top of the food chain in the Holy Light Continent, so the pills of the Seventh Holy Servant are naturally very good. Although the quality is lacking, the grade is definitely acceptable.

The wound began to squirm, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, and new flesh covered the wound.

Leng Fengchan's miserable state was mostly due to pain, and half was due to excessive blood loss. After taking the elixir, his body began to warm up.

He said with difficulty: "That bone..."

Yue Qingcheng whispered two words, "Rat bone."

(End of this chapter)