waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 221 The sick Jimo Qingcang

Chapter 220 The third chapter of the sick Jimo Qingcang (plus more)
The crackling sound, accompanied by the explosion sound of being struck by lightning, boomed all over the body.

The big black bed was instantly exploded by a purple thunderball.

Not only this bed, but with Jimo Qingcang as the center, apart from Yang Anran who was still in his arms, everything in the room exploded at the same time.

Moreover, the halo of thunder and lightning continued to expand, dark purple thunder and lightning mixed with an unknown black color, coming out of Jimo Qingcang's body with the momentum of destroying everything.

An Ran stared blankly for a second at what happened suddenly, and then stared at the man in front of her, with the undisguised evil spirit and bloody eyes fully revealed in the dark eyes.

Sick.

The unscrupulous madness with a destructive aura was stronger than she had ever seen before.

Just as An Ran was about to make a move, she was grabbed tightly by the man.

"You want to leave?"

Just saying that, the halo mixed with thunder and lightning seemed to feel the emotional fluctuations of the master, expanding wave by wave, cracks appeared on the white wall, and even expanding infinitely, buzzing vibrations came out, It means that the turbulent house is in danger of collapsing.

"I'm not allowed."

That momentum followed Jimo Qingcang's resolute words, and with a 'bang', the wall of the house, like a piece of fragile rice paper, pierced and collapsed.

"Boom"

An Ran was like this, standing beside him, watching the posture of destroying everything, constantly wreaking havoc around.

The house collapsed.

The logs falling from the top of the head, mixed with tiles, fell down quickly and desperately.

An Ran's complexion changed, and her first reaction was not to run away, but subconsciously raised her feet and hugged the man's head, light green elemental power radiated from An Ran's body.

It's just that those tiles, before touching them, instantly turned into powder and dissipated along the airflow.

The three of Xiang Tianjingxuan heard the sound of something collapsing from the west, and they looked at each other.

His face changed.

Quickly rush over.

All I saw was Jimo Qingcang holding Yang Anran tightly in the collapsed ruins and not letting go.The thunder and lightning raged around Ren's body, and he vowed not to give up with determination.

"She, is she okay?!"

Yu Wei looked at the scene in front of him, the shock in his eyes was beyond words.

When the master was ill, no one could get close to him, because there was no one who could resist the killing that swept away regardless of friend or foe.

But that woman was subconsciously protected by the master even when the master lost his mind.

Like this, like this, is it that she is held on top of the heart by the master?
An Ran didn't hear the sound from outside, but just looked at the man in front of her with a slight frown.

Even the tears on his face have not been wiped dry.

The voice is trying to ease, with coaxing
"I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere. In order to meet you, I have spent a lot of time preparing and thinking about giving you something. Now, the things are in my hands, you take them yourself."

An Ran's arm was tightly grasped in his hand, not allowed to move at all.

When Jimo Qingcang heard this, he pursed his lips, but the evil spirit in his eyes remained undiminished.

The gripped hands loosened.

An Ran raised her hand and a small light green porcelain bottle appeared in front of him.

Jimo Qingcang looked at the bottle in An Ran's hand without any interest, and then looked at An Ran's cheek.

An Ran just wanted to raise the other hand, but that arm was still tightly controlled.

With a smile, he put the light green bottle in his loose and clear palm, and then wrapped his hand around his slender waist.

Just like that, he opened the other hand and wrapped it around.

Immediately, An Ran raised her feet and hugged his neck, raised her feet, and kissed him.

bright smile,
"I do not go."

This trick was quite effective, at least An Ran could feel that the man's anger dissipated a little because of An Ran's actions.

The arms around An Ran's waist were tightly encircled, clinging to her even more intensely.

An Ran spread out a hand and said with a smile

"Where's my little green bottle?"

Jimo Qingcang obediently handed it over to An Ran.

An Ran took it and poured out a pill from it
The whole body of the medicine is round and light yellow, but if you look carefully, you will find that it is also mixed with traces of scarlet.

Without hesitation, he stuffed it into his mouth, and Jimo Qingcang just watched her move without saying a word.

An Ran corked the bottle and threw it into the space.

He hooked his hands around the man's neck again and kissed him.

Every time it was that person who took the initiative, even if it was kissing, An Ran would only stick his mouth to his mouth. Although he didn't know any other skills except brutal biting, it was still better than An Ran's.

An Ran thought for a while, then stuck out her small tongue to test it, but the man didn't resist, his black eyes watched An Ran's movements, and let her explore cautiously and clumsily.

Then, slowly push the pill in his mouth into his mouth.

Between the lips and teeth, there was a watery sound of tsk tsk, full of unknown sadness.

Withdraw, let go, and the slightest silver thread was drawn out, which brought some **** for the act of giving him medicine.

The evil spirit in Jimo Qingcang's eyes did not know whether it was due to the effect of the medicine or An Ran's behavior, but it began to fade away slowly.

The thunder and lightning that was raging towards the surroundings also began to restrain and gradually eased.

An Ran's arms around his neck did not loosen,
"I won't go, I won't leave."

With that said, give me a kiss.

"Don't be angry, I feel bad."

Can't help sticking to Jimo Qingcang's chest.

Looking at the appearance just now, the uncontrollable pain in her heart was more vivid in her memory than the loss and sadness just now.

There was a pain in her heart for no reason, telling her that she couldn't bear to see this man get hurt in the slightest.

When the miasma of tenderness broke out, it was like a cramping pain, even if she hadn't experienced it, she knew how severe it was.

Even though this man is nothing on the surface, she just loves him and can't bear it.

It doesn't matter if you say she is crazy or insane.

Even if he killed so recklessly, it didn't scare her at all.

On the contrary, it hurts even more, how could this man make her so dazed? !
The conversation between the two, oh, no, it was An Ran's eloquence alone.

It clearly entered the ears of the three people, although it was only a few words, but they could hear that the master's early attack this time was because of this woman.

Xiang Tianjingxuan couldn't help smacking his lips when he watched the two of them being so intimate.

sour tone
"The beauty is not shallow, such a crazy state does not hinder your intimacy."

The other two people only cared about the master's condition just now, and now they thought about their behavior.

Unable to help coughing, the eyes of both of them drifted away.

Seeing the matter of the master's boudoir, I hope the Queen will not care about it.

(End of this chapter)