The evil king lured into his arms: addicted to petting the waste Chai medical concubine

Chapter 9 Who is the ugly monster?Say!
Chapter 9 Who is the ugly monster?Say!
"Here we come, Miss Wen." Qin Wuge hurriedly turned and ran over, hugging the two easily obtained water hyacinths in her arms, and nodded repeatedly.

"I'm going to do it right away."

Qin Wuge grinningly found a big rock and began to fiddle with it. After a while, she brought the porcelain bottle filled with sticky blue juice to Wen Xiaomin.

"Miss Wen, it's ready."

Wen Xiaomin happily wanted to take it, but she thought of something and pointed at the paste.

"Anchovy is poisonous! You wipe it first!"

Qin Wuge immediately put some on her face, and the dark spots on her face disappeared at a visible speed.

Wen Xiaomin was dumbfounded, "It's so amazing!"

She can't let Qin Wuge, a little slut, regain her looks. The half of the little slut's intact face is as beautiful as a celestial being. If the other half of her face is fine, she won't be able to overwhelm everyone!
snort!
Ugly would never want to use this beauty ointment for the rest of her life, and she would kill Ugly here in a short while, and let her be buried in the Bone Forest forever.

Wen Xiaomin thought, grabbed the ointment, and carefully applied it to the whole face.

Well~
It's cool, it's really refreshing.

"I didn't expect you to make this kind of thing, good! It's still useful!"

Qin Wuge smiled and looked at Wen Xiaomin without saying a word. After the poison was applied to his face, it was refreshing at first, but then became pungent.

"Ah! Ah! What's going on! My face hurts! It's itchy! Ah!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, the flesh on Wen Xiaomin's face peeled off layer by layer, showing streaks of blood as if it had been burned.

"Ah! Why does it hurt so much, my face! What's going on? Ugly, what did you use for me?!"

Wen Xiaomin finally realized something was wrong.

Looking at Qin Wuge again, she saw her staring at him like a clown, those smiling eyes, cold and indifferent, made Wen Xiaomin's hairs stand on end, as if she was being stared at by the god of death.

"Kill her! Kill this bitch for me!"

Wen Xiaomin called for the guards, but saw two guards at the Foundation Establishment Stage fell to the ground, bleeding from their orifices, and they died grimly. Their wide eyes obviously did not believe that they were poisoned to death.

Qin Wuge didn't kill her, but leaned lazily on the tree, playing with the porcelain bottle in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Miss Wen, this is called Huashuang. The stained flesh will peel off layer by layer like Huashuang. It's a beautiful name, and it's very appropriate..."

At this moment, Wen Xiaomin knelt on the ground covering her face in pain.

Qin Wuge walked over, knelt down, and squeezed Wen Xiaomin's face, "Tsk tsk, it's too late to kneel down now. Look, what has such a beautiful face looked like in a while?"

As she spoke, she dragged Wen Xiaomin to the edge of the cold pool, pressed her head, and let her see how she looked in the water.

"Ah! My face!"

Wen Xiaomin screamed in horror at the sight of her bloodshot face in the water and her skin turned upside down.

"Hey, this is made of the water hyacinth you caught! Miss Wen, you have to enjoy it! Come on, don't you feel that the skin and flesh on your face are about to fall off?"

Qin Wuge chuckled lightly, sighed again, threw Wen Xiaomin away and watched her fall to the ground in pain, wanting to touch his face as if he didn't dare to touch it, and said pitifully.

"Hey, look, who told you to talk about being ugly and ugly all day long, and now you have become ugly too?"

Qin Wuge's words were like a devil's grin, and Wen Xiaomin burst into tears in panic.She doesn't want to be ugly, she doesn't want to!
"Qin Wuge, you have a way to save my face, right? Please save me quickly, please..."

Wen Xiaomin cried and looked at Qin Wuge, she was the dog who was lying in front of Qin Wuge, where she was so superior just now.

"Who's the ugly one? Huh? Say!"

Qin Wuge looked down at Wen Xiaomin, grabbed her face, and asked sharply.

(End of this chapter)