Chapter 377 Taboo Mausoleum Sacrifice (12)

Professor Shui's opening made Shen Ziyu focus on Shui Ruoqing. At first glance, at least she didn't hate this woman.

So this medicine can still be given.

Shen Ziyu appeared out of nowhere and threw a porcelain bottle towards Professor Shui, and said in a cold voice, "Let her drink it."

Professor Shui picked it up and nodded gratefully towards Shen Ziyu, and opened it: "Qing'er, drink it up. Otherwise, if something happens to you, your mother won't let me go..."

Remembering that there was still a violent tigress in his house, Professor Shui felt bitter: he didn't know if he would strip her after he disappeared for so long.

The pupils of the male assistant shrunk: he saw that this girl who looked like 13 years old made a porcelain vase out of thin air.If it was taken out from the body, he would not be able to see this speed!

"Can you also give me... a bottle." Although he was not hit, there were many injured people around him who wanted to survive.At least some people he knew, including Professor Li who had saved his life.

Shen Ziyu only gave him a sideways glance before silently rejecting him.Looking around the chaotic surroundings, it turns out that the power of using talismans in the tomb is still too great...

So, host, do you understand?Is it possible that you have to blow up this tomb to be reconciled?
A heart-stuck system and a host who doesn't listen to anything.

"Please, let me live..." Professor Li, who was feeling a lot of pain in his chest, didn't want to die at all. His eyes were blinded by the blow, but he still looked exactly in the girl's direction, "Please...give me the medicine."

As soon as Professor Li opened his mouth, several other surviving people around him also said the same thing.

At the moment of life and death, there is no face to speak of.

"What are you begging for? Don't waste my stuff if you can't die." Shen Ziyu rolled his eyes towards the sky, and tapped his foot gently on the ruins.The black hair that falls on the thighs is particularly conspicuous.

The more satisfactory thing is that the original owner has never had the habit of tying her hair. For the heavy bun in ancient times, she also likes to dishevel her hair.

Anyway, it's a child who won't grow up, so it's better to be messy.

The point is relaxed, if it weren't for the hidden blonde hair, she would be more like an elf.

When Shen Ziyu opened his mouth, a large group of people choked up. After all, he had already brazenly begged for something from a child, and it was embarrassing for them to be mercenaries and not robbers.

But Professor Li is different.

He was afraid that this little pain would kill him, and after seeing with his own eyes that the contents of her porcelain bottle were cleared and drunk, he recovered, and his heart began to itch immediately.If she doesn't give it, ask the assistant to grab it: "Go and grab me a bottle!"

The instigated male assistant didn't listen to him at the moment, but stood sideways with his hands folded: "Professor Li, do you know how many times I saved you in this grave?"

When the assistant said this, Professor Li yelled in his heart: "You can't do this! I saved..."

The male assistant sneered: "I'm tired of playing house games with you too, we don't owe each other anymore."

He has already reported what should be done, and the next road in the ancient tomb is up to him to go.

squeak--

There was a small sound coming from a part of the stones that had been pressed to the ground, and Shui Ruoqing, who had recovered, knew that it was not the time to ask about Professor Shui's situation, but she kept her eyes on Shen who was standing aside. On Ziyu: This little sister... has really good skin.

(End of this chapter)

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