Defying the Sky: Killer Mother's Tough Baby

Chapter 12 [Medicine Introduction]

"Put this spirit weapon on the door lock, otherwise she will definitely escape with her skill!"

"Mother. Mother. Grandma. Grandma." The voice of the nurse was childish.

"Hey, this child has woken up! What should I do if I want milk? Uncle Xu, should we show it to the master first or give him milk!?"

The voice of a slap came down, "Grandma, do you have milk? First show it to the senior brother in charge, and see what kind of physique this child has! I'll talk about it later!" It was the voice of Xu Zhiwei, with a faint murmur He continued: "Why can't I see what kind of physique this child is!"

"Ma'am, grandma. Grandma."

When the sound and footsteps got farther and farther away, Yinzheng Yue suddenly opened her eyes, with a terrifying murderous look in her eyes!
Her hands and feet were bound, and it was a trivial matter to break free, and the rope fell off after a while.

There were still wet blood stains on her hands, but she couldn't care about it now, the little fat guy came out of her stomach no matter what, no matter how calm she was, she was a little anxious!

She is now trapped in a place similar to a woodshed. As soon as Yin Zhengyue went up to touch the door, she was bounced back by a force!

There was something outside the door, she heard it just now, what kind of spiritual weapon!

There is only one door here, and there is no other way to go out.

The lines of Yin Zhengyue's face became tense, and the veins on her forehead bulged. Her eyes scanned the surroundings. There were dry firewood, straw, and small stones in the house, but there were no usable tools.

but--

"Think you want to trap me like this!"

Yin Zhengyue found two stones, looked at the small wooden door, her eyes became colder and colder.

And at this moment, outside, the chubby guy in Xu Zhiwei's arms looked at him with round eyes.

"Grandma, I want grandma." He was neither afraid nor crying, his voice was so loud that he kept calling for milk.

Xu Zhiwei got a headache from the noise, so he recruited the person behind him to hug him, covered his ears and said, "Hurry up!"

The little chubby guy shouted, his round eyes rolled around at this moment, and the corners of his mouth showed a sly arc.

When I arrived at the room of the head of the innocent sect, I saw an old man about 50 years old meditating on the couch as soon as he entered.

"Brother, come and take a look, I'm looking for something good!" Xu Zhiwei said excitedly.

The master opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the fat little guy in the hands of a disciple behind him.

The little chubby guy is still relentlessly calling for milk, and he can make people's scalp numb along the way.

"Oh?" The head of the Naive School's eyes fell on Xu Zhiwei again, and he gave him a long beard.

Xu Zhiwei told the old man what he saw, and the old man was immediately interested, and asked his disciple to hug the little fat guy.

"Let me take a look at the head!" The old man took the little fat guy, fixed his body with a pair of brilliant eyes, and kept sighing: "What a seedling, what a seedling!"

"Brother, what kind of physique is he?!" Xu Zhiwei asked joyfully.

The old man shook his head.

"Brother, I can't tell what kind of physique it is, but this bone, this pulse, tsk tsk, if possible." The old man said gloomily, but hesitated to speak.

Xu Zhiwei paused, then waved the disciples behind him to go out. He looked at the old man and said, "Brother, what do you mean?"

"Use it as medicine!"

(End of this chapter)