The Devil Concubine: The Lady of the Divine Doctor

Chapter 4: Floating Life, A Dream 3
Thinking of this, Mo Wushuang curled his lips into a smile, Mo Wuxin.You are really good at calculating, but it's a pity that you have thousands of calculations, and you can't count as a criminal policeman in the next century. Mo Wushuang, who is known as a ghost doctor in the medical field, will have his soul penetrated into this body, right?Next, get ready to go to hell.

Mo Wushuang withdrew his thoughts, "Qiaoer, let's go for a walk." After saying that, Mo Wushuang had already stood up. "Ah?" Qiao'er was startled and came back to her senses, "Go out? But miss, your wound..."

Before Qiaoer could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Mo Wushuang, "It's okay, you can find two sets of men's clothes, which fit our two sizes."

"But miss..." Qiao'er wanted to continue talking, but Mo Wushuang looked over coldly, and Qiao'er immediately changed her words, "Okay... yes, miss, I'll go right away."

After finishing speaking, he ran away thumping, blah blah... Miss is so scary.

Soon, Qiaoer brought back two sets of men's clothing.

Mo Wushuang looked at the material of the clothes, touched it with his hands, and it seemed that the material was still good, so he could not help but glance at Qiaoer, where did this girl find the clothes?
Being stared at by Mo Wushuang, Qiaoer said tremblingly: "Miss..., these are... Mrs. Mo Han's previous clothes... they are all new, never worn..."

"Oh?" Mo Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and said with great interest, "How do you know he didn't wear it?"

"Slave... Slave..." Qiao'er's face was as red as an apple, she lowered her head and faltered, but she couldn't tell why.

Mo Wushuang smiled knowingly, it seems that Qiaoer has taken a fancy to him!
Thinking of that somewhat indifferent man, and looking at Qiaoer's chatty manner, um, yes, yes, it matches very well.

Maybe, at that time, I can still be a matchmaker?
Hehe, Mo Wushuang would never admit it, she wanted to see Mo Han's paralyzed face when Qiaoer was annoyed helplessly.

Without saying anything more, Mo Wushuang and Qiaoer changed their clothes neatly, and then walked out the door.

At this moment, Mo Wushuang had long black hair loosely tied up, ice blue eyes showing a little indifference, a high nose bridge, and a rosy cherry mouth.

He is dressed in a blue brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, and a pair of black boots on his legs. In addition, the whole person exudes a charming atmosphere, which makes people reluctant to look at him. Get away from her.

And Qiao'er, who was dressed as a servant beside Mo Wushuang, although she was also very pretty, but standing with Mo Wushuang, she became a supporting green leaf.

And Mo Wushuang didn't know that she had become the focus of others at this time, she was looking around and studying these ancient objects with great interest.

Well, not bad, although she inherited the memory of her predecessor, but in her memory, her predecessor did not visit Dragon City properly.

Every time the predecessor went out, he went straight to the place where Prince Yuchenling was, and it was rare for him to go shopping in peace.

Speechless all the way.

In the end, it was Qiaoer who spoke first and asked, "Miss, this is..." Where are we going.

Before the words finished, Mo Wushuang glanced over coldly, and Qiaoer immediately changed her words: "Little...young master, slave...you're wrong..."

Mo Wushuang withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, "Call again, wait for me to tighten your skin for you."

The faint voice made Qiao'er shudder.

"Yes, little one knows..."

At this time, a greasy-haired and pink-faced boy blocked Mo Wushuang's way: "Hey, which handsome young man is this?"

Mo Wushuang looked at the visitor and made a wicked smile, it's really a narrow road for enemies.

The young man looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was Zhao Lin, the grandson of the civil and military general of the dynasty.

Because of his family's pampering and doting, this Zhao Lin is a well-known bully in Longcheng. It can be said that he has done all kinds of bad things except good things.

Now seeing someone being stopped by Zhao Lin, everyone stopped to watch the excitement.

Seeing that Mo Wushuang and Qiao'er looked slender and without cultivation, passers-by felt sorry for each other, alas, another poor person.

"Look at this little face, it is really beautiful, even more beautiful than the top card of Kuihualou." Zhao Lin's eyes lit up, he is really a stunner, look at this slender figure, smooth and white skin, tsk tsk, It must be very ecstasy to enjoy.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Lin's saliva almost flowed down.

What is worth mentioning here is that Zhao Lin is as famous as the little overlord in Dragon City, so he is also famous for his love of keeping male pets.

There are countless male favorites who died tragically in his hands in Longcheng.

Seeing Zhao Lin's obscene appearance, Mo Wushuang knew what he was thinking, and frowned in disgust: "Get out of the way."

Zhao Lin was not annoyed, but smiled even more wretchedly: "This temper, my appetite, I like you like this."

After all, he reached out to touch Mo Wushuang's face. Mo Wushuang grabbed Zhao Lin's salty pig's hand with quick hands and squeezed it hard, only to hear a few cracking sounds of bones. Zhao Lin's hand The part below the elbow suddenly fell down softly.

"Ahhh...you bastard, do you know who I am? How dare you..."

Hearing Zhao Lin's pig-killing cry, Mo Wushuang felt it was extremely ear-piercing, and kicked over, Zhao Lin flew out like a piece of rag, hitting the wall of a restaurant on the side of the road, Suddenly there was no sound, and I didn't know if it was dead or alive.

These series of changes only happened in an instant.

Mo Wushuang didn't have the extra mood to care about Zhao Lin's life and death, so he patted Qiaoer on the shoulder and pulled her back who was in surprise.

"Let's go."

Qiaoer responded as if waking up from a dream, "Huh? (⊙o⊙) Oh good."

But the look of surprise still couldn't be put away.

It wasn't until Mo Wushuang and Qiao'er had gone away that everyone came back to their senses and started discussing one after another.

"Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin also has today..." Passerby A.

Passerby B: "Yes, it deserves it."

"That young master is so handsome..." The nympho girl A made a gesture of holding a heart.

"That's right, that's right." Nympho girl B agreed.

"Get out, you two don't even look in the mirror, you two are just like birds, and you dare to blaspheme the god in my heart." Nympho girl C.

"What did you say?"

"You're a scumbag, and you're ashamed to say that we..."

"Do you want to fight?"

"Okay! Come on, who is afraid of whom..."

"..."

Mo Wushuang didn't know that after she left, someone fought because of her, and it was several women.

(End of this chapter)