Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1245: Chitose is on the verge of going berserk

Lie Jiuqing was sitting at the desk, writing a prescription, when the brush in her hand suddenly hit the paper.

"I obviously wanted to teach you a lesson, why did you warn me instead!"

Lie Jiuqing was simply going crazy. She was so angry at the beginning. Which step was wrong? In the end, she not only compromised, but also acted coquettishly.

Thinking of Wen Rong's ambiguous kiss on her leg before leaving, starting from that point, her whole body gradually started to burn.

She lay weakly on the table, covering her red face.

Is she going to do all the things that happened between the two lives together?

Lie Jiuqing groaned feebly, "Next time, I will never spoil you again..."

She has never been able to bear the consequences of spoiling him.

Let alone doing business, she didn't even want to move.

"I've been very restrained."

Wen Rong's hoarse and dangerous voice fell, Lie Jiuqing bit his lip and hid his face in his arms.

What's terrible is that she was really lucky that he was restrained, otherwise she would have gone completely crazy on him.

Lie Jiuqing rubbed the ink bracelet and whispered to himself, "I want to see what he looked like in his prime, but why does it feel so scary..."

Wen Rong sat casually on the soft blanket, stretched out her arms, and took a deep breath, but the strong desire in her heart only increased.

Damn it, it's just that the extra internal energy in his body couldn't be sealed, and it kept lingering in his Dantian to stimulate his senses.

But the little bastard was in poor health and couldn't bear him.

Zang Yin, this old bastard, really knows how to torture people.

Wen Rong's hair was loose, her clothes were open, her breathing was rapid, her brows and eyes were occupied by strong emotions, and there was a terrible darkness in the evil place.

Kamakura came in with Qingxin tea, and it was hard to see Wen Rong acting so casually.

"Nie Wushuang is back, do you want to see him?"

Hearing this, Wen Rong raised his neck, turned uncomfortably, and looked over, "Let him in." At this time, the powerful pressure on Wen Rong's body was completely exposed, and he was extremely sharp.

Kamakura said: "You need to alienate your excess internal energy."

Wen Rong gritted his teeth, his eyes cold, "You haven't found this old bastard Zang Yin yet?"

Seeing that he was on the verge of violence, Kamakura took a step back and "mobilized most of the people in the West Factory, but there was no trace at all."

Wen Rong resisted the internal energy that began to surge in her body, her breath was messy, "Aunt Yin should have taught him a lesson from the beginning."

Over the years, Wen Rong has only lost his temper with Lie Jiuqing, and the second person was probably Zang Yin.

Kamakura didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said: "When you recover, you can settle the score with him together."

Wen Rong may be able to deal with Zang Yin a few times now, but he will not have any upper hand.

However, if he recovers completely, Zang Yin may not be his opponent.

People who have never seen Wen Rong in his prime will never know how terrifying he is.

The skills that were forced to be suppressed, the internal energy that had to continue to dissipate...

When his body can withstand it enough, Wen Rong will be like a god and can easily control the world.

Wen Rong frowned slightly, blocking his increasingly bloodshot eyes with the back of his hand, "Zang Yin is Qing Qing's adoptive father, how can I kill him?"

He breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled strangely, "In my opinion, it is better to quickly find the man who left Aunt Yin and let them resolve this grudge on their own."

Wen Rong is now like an evil ghost who has returned from hell, with evil aura all over his body.

Kamakura pushed Qingxin Tea and said, "Master Chitose, you need some relief."

Wen Rong drank it all in one gulp and raised her thin lips, "Today I will go to Jinyiwei..."

Kamakura said quietly: "Is this subordinate going to accompany you?"

He rested his chin lazily and said disapprovingly: "I can do it myself."

(End of this chapter)