The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1883 Who Did It?
After confirming that Luo Qingxie was fine, the alchemist waved his hand: "Don't be polite, anyway, I will be with you in the future."

It doesn't matter to the alchemist, anyway, he has a lot of pills, and he is worried that no one will take them. He is very happy if the young man can share some of them for him.

"..."

It seemed that she had to find a way to save these people, otherwise she would really have to take care of them.

Seeing that the young man was fine, several people felt relieved, especially the brawny craftsman, who also relaxed.

Surrounded by the middle-aged man, Luo Qingxie dared to believe that the taste of this wine was the prison spirit she had drunk before.

Looking at the drop of wine dripping from the middle-aged man's head and the puddle of water on the ground, he shook his head.

It's such a waste, it's a pity.

The old man did not stay any longer and left.

Luo Qingxie wanted to know why this person had prison spirits on him, so like everyone else, she didn't intend to leave.

Afterwards, she put away the Gathering Moon Sword that was abandoned on the ground.

The young man with a broken arm looked at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, and touched his chin: "Why is he still awake, should we run away first? Leave the alchemist here alone?"

Alchemist: "???"

That head nodded seriously, "It makes sense, anyway, only alchemists among us are alchemists, it's useless for us to stay, it's better to be an alchemist and stay to take care of Lao Zhou."

Alchemist: "..."

Why?

Just because he is an alchemist?You just reject alchemists like that?

Although several people said so, they did not leave.

After a while.

The profound strength on the middle-aged man's body was fading little by little, and he slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were no longer blood-red, and there was a trace of confusion, but they disappeared quickly.

At this time, a drop of wine dripped from a strand of black hair on his forehead and dripped on his leg.

Several people's faces froze. It's been so long?How can there still be wine dripping out?Seriously?
The middle-aged man froze, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by anger.

"Who did it."

The tone was very flat, but those who knew him well knew that Lao Zhou was angry.

The brawny craftsman paused for a moment. He was about to speak, coughed a few times, and said, "Old Zhou, you are so old. Do you need to be angry? Isn't it just that you used up a jar of wine? Anyway, your There is a lot of wine on the side, and you still have to thank us, if it weren't for the help of us people, you might still be biting people like crazy..."

The other two quickly agreed.

"Calm down, life is more important than the wine?"

"That's right, the little girl is from every family, isn't it because of saving you, do you need to get so angry?"

Following the young man's words, the eyes of other people fell on him at the same time, and each of them looked at the young man with idiot eyes.

Aren't you clearly saying that Miss Lian Yun did something good?

The middle-aged man paused slightly, the previous anger seemed to have faded from his eyes, and he looked at the old woman in front of him with complicated eyes: "What did you do?"

The old woman looked at him quietly until he spoke, and she said, "I'm sorry."

Then, she left, she didn't seem to intend to stay here for long.

The middle-aged man's face was stiff and stiff, and he was indescribably embarrassed, but he didn't show it. Soon, he dried his clothes and hair that was still dripping.

He coughed lightly: "What, there are still things at home... I'll go first, you chat slowly..."

(End of this chapter)