Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 60 The Shaomeng Mainly Loves and Kills Me ([-])

Countless or probing, or fearful eyes fell on him.

Ji Shiyu didn't notice it, as if it was just a few winds that he didn't need to care about.

Xuan Che also clasped his fist at him, using the etiquette of the same generation, "Then I will trouble Miracle Doctor Ji."

Ji Shiyu received the full ceremony without hesitation, walked slowly to Bai Ling, and stretched out two fingers.

The slightly pale fingertips pressed a circle along the hideous scar, and then moved to the beating wrist veins.

Bai Ling pursed his lips uncomfortably.

The system then gasped.

No matter how stupid it is, it already understands what Bai Ling wants to do now.

It's nothing more than the old goblin's usual trick - pretending to be a persecuted, pitiful and helpless little white flower, so that the male protagonist will take the initiative to lend a helping hand and keep her.

But now, its host looks miserable, but in fact, it has just repaired its body with demon power, and the whole person can jump up and run the Ironman [-] events.

This appearance...doesn't look like an innocent stand-in who has been kept in captivity all year round.

It would be fine if this person is a swindling wild doctor, but if it is really the miracle doctor mentioned in the original book...

As soon as Ji Shiyu caught his pulse, he was slightly taken aback.

After a while, he raised his slender and beautiful eyebrows, and gave Bai Ling a vague look.

Bai Ling lowered his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Han Yu was staring closely at Ji Shiyu's every move. Seeing his expression was different at this moment, he couldn't help but want to ask.

However, Xuan Che opened his mouth one step ahead of him.

There was a hint of eagerness in his voice, "What can you see?"

Han Yu's words were interrupted, and he glanced at him in surprise.

It was rare for him to see his adoptive father so anxious.

233's heart skipped a beat.

Bai Ling's hands supporting the ground also tightened.

However, Ji Shiyu glanced at Xuan Che, but what he spit out was two words, "Fake."

Bai Ling was taken aback.

Ji Shiyu patted the hem of his clothes and stood up, "This man's hands and feet have been useless for at least five or six years, not Liu Hongyuan."

There was some hard-to-disguise disappointment in Xuan Che's eyes.

The elders of the righteous way were all ashamed by this bad news.

On the contrary, the juniors, because they have never faced Liu Hongyuan's brutality, are not so nervous at the moment.

A young man glanced at the person lying on the ground, his eyes moved, and he reached out to help her up.

——But he underestimated the resistance to the outside world of a person who had been imprisoned for many years and was specially raised as a substitute.

The woman had already been frightened, but seeing someone approaching with a weapon at this moment, she suddenly let out a scream of panic, and shrank back trembling.

It happened to be Han Yu behind her, and when she retreated like a bird entering a nest, it crashed right into his arms with a bang.

Han Yu's mind was in a mess.

A person bumped into him suddenly, and he subconsciously grabbed that person's shoulder, trying to throw her out.

But the feeling of thinness coming from his hands, and her violent and abnormal trembling, made Han Yu quickly realize that this person's condition was not right.

Han Yu paused, and the hand that was about to push out changed direction, turning the person half a circle, facing him.

He tentatively asked, "What's your name?"

The person in the palm of his hand seemed to have never heard of it, as if he could not understand his words at all.

Her watery pupils dilated due to fear, as if she was so frightened that she lost her soul, turning into a beautiful stone statue without a soul.

It was as if the tears had opened the gate, one by one falling down.

Han Yu gritted his teeth to harden his heart, and asked a few more simple questions, but the person in front of him didn't respond.

His heart sank slowly.

A question that even a three-year-old child could answer quickly, but this man was in a daze and couldn't utter a whole word for a long time.

... The only person who might know where Liu Hongyuan is going is a fool.

Han Yu's face turned blue and white, not very good-looking.

The witch is really a witch, once the golden cicada escapes its shell, the plan is tight.

If he hadn't intended to kill her in the first place, if he hadn't accidentally stumbled upon the scar on the wrist of this little scapegoat...

Perhaps Zhengdao has killed "Liu Hongyuan" at this moment, facing her "corpse", everyone is happy.

(End of this chapter)