Dressed as a female partner, she was spotted by the reborn male protagonist

"Master, can you take off your mask and let me see your face?"

Ruan Mianmian shook his head, "My master has important things to do today, let's wait for another day."

"It's better to choose a different day than to hit it." As she said this, the goddess took off her mask.

Ruan Mianmian used a Tai Chi Bagua hand to completely remove the power of the goddess.

"Hmph, Yaowang Valley is good at poisoning, but not good at martial arts!"

The goddess took two steps back and retreated to a safe area.

"The Northern Barbarians are good at fighting, but not good at gossip."

Goddess's expression turned cold. He had been observing for a long time and had already noticed the existence of this person.

This man's clothes are very similar to the Wushuang Young Master mentioned in the tip.

But he had been seeking medical advice since he was a child, and he once asked the disciples of Yao Wang Gu. They were not the kind-hearted doctors they were rumored to be, but were instead a group of people who loved and loved poison.

And this man, when the scumbag was beaten, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. Not being arrogant and contemptuous when everyone is ignorant is completely unlike the incomparable young master he knew.

"Young master, please." The goddess performed the courtesy of a northern barbarian.

No matter who he is, just trick him in first and then kill him!

Ruan Mianmian winked at Qingfeng and walked into the lobby of the inn calmly.

All the original Jingguo officials and Yi Cheng were driven out by him, and there were only the Goddess and a few Northern Barbarian warriors in the entire hall.

"I have never heard that the Sixth Prince of the Northern Barbarians has such a hobby."

The goddess laughed loudly, tore off the human skin mask on her face, and untied the tattered robe outside, revealing her healthy bronze skin and strong eight-pack abs.

Ruan Mianmian swallowed and turned his gaze to one side.

This figure doesn't look like someone who has been poisoned since childhood.

"I have never heard that Young Master Wushuang is a kind and gentle person."

"Since the Sixth Prince is here to detoxify, as long as the poison is detoxified, it will be fine. If you know too much, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the Northern Barbarians."

The sixth prince removed the hunchback from his back, took the dark purple robe handed over by the warrior, and put it on himself.

He was sitting casually on the main seat, with his feet on the table, half-lying crookedly, and his clothes were untied.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't stop looking at others, otherwise he would lose the battle, so he made some mental preparations and looked directly into the eyes of the sixth prince.

The Sixth Prince had a pair of pink and phoenix eyes, which had a confident and casual look, and he did not look like a chronically ill person at all.

"So you can detoxify me?"

"Try?" Ruan Mianmian's lips curled up, and she was extremely confident.

The Sixth Prince waved his hand, and the warriors around him immediately obeyed the order and retreated, leaving only Ruan Mianmian and the Sixth Prince in the lobby.

"bring it on."

The Sixth Prince handed over his hand and opened his chest even wider, as if he was asking for everything.

If Ruan Mianmian hadn't seen him too much, he would have had a nosebleed.

This man's figure was... the second best she had ever seen.

Ruan Mianmian stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse, "Stick out your tongue and take a look."

The sixth prince was very cooperative. He had seen countless doctors since he was a child. He had all kinds of strange requests, but Jingguo's was the most normal and he could accept it.

Ruan Mianmian retracted her hand, "You were lucky enough to be alive today because of the poison you carried in your womb."

Ruan Mianmian took out a set of silver needles from her waist, and without saying much, pierced the sixth prince's heart directly.

The Sixth Prince showed no intention of dodge and sat there motionless.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but silently admired how calm he was. With such a mind and body, if he hadn't been calculated by others when he was born, he would probably no longer be a thing in the pond. Naturally, the sixth prince would not entrust his fortune and life to a stranger of unknown origin.

The reason why he dares to be so wild and unrestrained is because he has a trump card.

Ruan Mianmian applied the needle with confidence, and after a while, a stream of black blood flowed from the fingertips of the Sixth Prince along the silver needle.

The Sixth Prince instantly felt a lot lighter on his body, and a sense of pleasure that he had never felt before flowed through his body.

"You are truly a miracle doctor!"

Ruan Mianmian shook his head, "The poison can be reduced, but it cannot be removed."

The sixth prince's face fell instantly, but soon changed into a bright smile at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I have been seeking medical advice for so many years, but you are still the first one...I believe you will find a way."

Other miracle doctors would go back and forth for at least a month, but this person could achieve such an effect in such a short period of time.

If she was given more time, maybe his fetal poison could really be cured.

"Don't think about it, it's useless unless I give you a blood transfusion all over your body."

Ruan Mianmian toasted the silver needle with candlelight and threw it aside.

"Then change." The Sixth Prince clapped his hands three times, and a burly Northern Barbarian warrior walked in with a broadsword on his shoulder.

"Go and get the set of golden needles that belong to me and give them to Young Master Wushuang."

Ruan Mianmian did not refuse, "Sixth Prince, can you leave tomorrow?"

"Of course, I listen to everything..." The sixth prince smiled evilly, "You still don't know the girl's name?"

Ruan Mianmian only felt that the word "seductive little goblin" was very appropriate to describe this smile.

"Unparalleled."

The Sixth Prince shook his head, "Okay, okay, I will call you Wushuang. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Ruan Mianmian left the inn, feeling relieved. Since the Sixth Prince had recognized her medical skills, he was not afraid of him revealing her identity.

Now, she could bring up the real unparalleled young master and question him.

As soon as Ruan Mianmian returned to the inn, Qing Feng ran over with excitement on his face and said, "Princess, someone has taken over."

Ruan Mianmian was overjoyed and hurriedly walked to the room where the boy was, "Go and bring the person in."

"But..." Qingfeng hesitated, "That person is Miss Bai Ling. She said she needs us to find something for her before we can take action."

Ruan Mianmian frowned, "Bring her in first."

She had fought against Bai Ling. This purple-clothed girl was not an unreasonable person. Instead, she had a kind heart. She should not be the kind of person who would not save someone even if she saw death.

Soon Bai Ling entered the back room. After seeing the young man, she was even more certain that the young man could only be cured with the magical artifacts of the Witch God Clan.

She followed Mr. Wushuang all the way to Beijing, and traveled here and there again. She met too many people and things along the way, but there was no news about the divine object.

That's why she thought of using the help of people from Jingguo. It would be easier if there were more people, preferably the hands of powerful people.

"How can I save him?"

Ruan Mianmian did not hide her eagerness at all. She checked the young man. If this continued, it would be impossible to save the Great Luo Immortal in at most three days.

Bai Ling glanced out the window. Ruan Mianmian understood what she meant and signaled Qing Feng and the secret guards to stay away.

Only then did Bai Ling speak.

"I am originally a member of the Lingnan Witch God Clan. There is an artifact from our Witch God Clan that has been lost in Jingguo. If you can help me find it and send it back to the Witch God Clan, this young man can be saved."

"What fetish?"

Bai Ling struggled for a moment before slowly speaking, "A black worm."