Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 41

"Oh, this little girl is not simple. She actually knows how to use mandala. She even prescribed a magical medicine to the medical camp before, so that those wounded patients could be relieved. Even the old man couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a lifetime. The way this little girl did it with a swipe of her pen, it’s really a fun little thing.”

Outside the general's tent, an old man with a bowed back was smoking a big pipe, looking at the medical officers in the tent who were in a hurry to deal with the mandala, and said very comfortably.

Mo Qitian next to him didn't change his expression when he heard this, he just looked at everything in the room lightly, and said with a slight frown: "No one should touch her in the slightest."

"Hehe, look at you, the old man didn't say he wanted to touch her, you're nervous." The old man blew a big smoke ring towards Mo Qitian, charming and charming, he looked like a procuress in a brothel, not to mention how frightening he was.

He couldn't hide the traces of time, time had left creases on his face, all white hair, and a hunched figure, but it was not difficult for anyone who saw him to guess that he was a man over eight years old. An old man who is ten years old.

"The old man is just curious. Is it that girl who actually made the God of War Mo Qitian shake her heart? If she hadn't followed you back from the barracks in Nanshan, she would probably be dazzled by the mandala she laid herself. Yes, but fortunately, your child is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, if you have the physique of an ordinary person, you probably won't be able to handle it."

The old man rolled his eyes at Mo Qitian, he looked like an old woman, coy, but it was fun to watch.

Mo Qitian was still as motionless as a mountain, he just said indifferently: "Yue'er almost drowned in the river before, I managed to save her, and I never asked the medical officer to check her body, if you are free If so, go and check her now."

"What? Idle? You little bastard, can't you respect the old and love the young!!! This old man is the Immortal of Yunyin, and he would trade his life for any one's blood. You actually said that this old man is very idle!!!" Mo Qi Tian's words made Immortal Yun Yin explode in anger.

Everyone in the world knows that Qu Jinhuan, the Immortal of Yunyin, is a medical immortal, and he needs a life in exchange for seeking a lineage, but he never expected that he would be nothing when he fell into Mo Qitian's place! ! !

What an angry old man, an old lung! ! !

"Old man?" Mo Qitian narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment, he just walked slowly to Qu Jinhuan's side, and then twisted him up like a monkey: "Do you think it's just you Point measurement? You can fool the world, but you can also fool me?"

There was a bit of danger in the ink pupils, Qu Jinhuan only felt his heart tighten, and he quickly protected his neck.

"I said dead ice, can't you be gentle!!! I heard from Feng Qing that you screwed that girl like this. It's pitiful enough for that girl to be screwed by you, but you still come to bully me !!!I can tell you, if you mess with me again, be careful that I will turn your invulnerability into poison all over your body!!!"

The cool voice, with a little demagogic taste, is very pleasant to hear.

The people around were stunned when they heard the voice. They looked around in a daze, but they couldn't find the figure of the young man.

On the contrary, apart from General Mo Qitian and Immortal Yunyin, there is no one else here.

They could hear the general's voice, and it didn't sound like the general's, but where did the cry just now come from! !

The soldiers all looked at each other, not knowing why, but they never thought about it. Just when they set their eyes on Qu Jinhuan, they saw the cold light in Mo Qitian's eyes, and instantly scared the soldiers back three feet , even if they want to know what it is, they all take the voice just now as an auditory hallucination, so as not to be killed by the general.

"Mo Qitian." Looking at the haze in Mo Qitian's eyes, Qu Jinhuan shrank his neck, and then blew two more puffs of smoke rings: "I'll just go, look at you, bullying like this for a woman I am an old man, but I can take a pulse, even I have principles, after the pulse, you have to give me a cellar of old wine, it must be 200 years old, if not, I will quit."

Qu Jinhuan pursed her mouth, she looked like a little daughter-in-law, not to mention how pitiful she was.

He had fallen into Mo Qitian's hands. With him, all his tricks were useless, but what he got in the end was his rough treatment.

It's really a crime, and I don't know how that girl came here. The man who waited on the booth will probably be bullied for the rest of his life.

"There are so many requests from there." Hearing Qu Jinhuan's request, Mo Qitian did not let go of his intentions at all, instead he dragged him to the ground, and then walked towards the tent with no expression on his face past.

"Ahem, oh my god, why don't you even have the slightest common sense of respecting the old and loving the young!!! Didn't you see that I am already over half a hundred years old, seventy and eighty!!! Hey, my old bones are all I'm going to be torn apart by you!!!" Qu Jinhuan howled, he wanted to use force to break free, but now he played the role of an old man in his seventies, an old man who couldn't fight! ! !

Being dragged down by Mo Qitian like this, he could only admit defeat.

All the people present seemed to be used to this for a long time. It was not once or twice that Mr. General treated Immortal Yunyin roughly.

The smoke ring spit out two big mouthfuls, while being dragged by Mo Qitian, Qu Jinhuan took a small wine gourd from his waist, and took two sips of the wine.

He was about to take another bite, but just as he stabilized the mouth of the gourd, his whole body was thrown to the ground by Mo Qitian in an instant.

The inertia of being thrown on the ground caused the mouth of the gourd to vibrate, and Qu Jinhuan only felt a green sound from his teeth.

With a click, the front teeth were knocked off...

"Wuuuu, Wa's teeth, Mo Qitian, you little bastard!!! Wa's teeth, why are you still eating chicken legs and pig's trotters in the future!!! Oh my god!!!" Qu Jinhuan cried out in agony, his old teeth ah.

"It is said that Immortal Yun Yin still has new teeth at the age of 80. At your current age, you will probably have to replace several sets of teeth when you are 80 years old. It is only a matter of two teeth. You should hurry up and feel Yue'er's pulse. "Mo Qitian rolled his eyes at him, with black lines all over his face.

"Hmph, remember the 200-year-old wine in my cellar, otherwise I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go!" Qu Jinhuan gritted his teeth, but Mo Qitian had already dragged him over, and there was nothing he could do.

He had no choice but to walk to the side of the bed, and then took off the small medical box at his waist, opened a row of tools for consultation, and prepared to take Nangong Yue's pulse.

But when he raised his eyes, those old eyes accidentally touched the face of the little man on the bed.

She just lay there quietly, her skin was creamy, her brows were like a moon, her big eyes were slightly closed, but the outline of a pair of peerless beautiful eyes was imprinted, her cherry-colored lips were slightly curved into a curve, as if She is silent in a dream.

The long hair that hadn't completely dried was laid lightly beside her, and it slanted all the way down. She was like a sleeping fairy, full of aura from top to bottom, and she was stunningly beautiful.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Qu Jinhuan staring blankly at Nangong Yue, Mo Qitian seemed a little unhappy. It seemed that he really wanted to hide this little girl better in the future.

"Hey, I said Mo Qitian, no wonder you have been unmoved by Mu Yan's stunning beauty for so many years, so there are better ones! Look at this small figure, she is really a top-notch beauty. Qu Jinhuan was still talking without fear of death, he didn't seem to realize that the more he talked, the temperature of the person behind him would get colder and colder.

When he realized it, Mo Qitian had already gritted his teeth and said, "If you delay any longer, you can get out now."

"Ah? Don't, don't, I haven't got my 200-year-old wine yet, I'll take the pulse of your sweetheart, I'll take the pulse right away!!!" Qu Jinhuan shrank his neck, and he hurried Pulling up Nangong Yue's arm on the bed, she began to feel her pulse.

Seeing this, Mo Qitian just glanced at him indifferently, then walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and leisurely looked at the situation on the other side.

An old finger rested on Nangong Yue's pulse, and Qu Jinhuan slightly closed his eyes...

Feeling the beating pulse carefully, the face that was originally like an old urchin at first frowned a little after a while.

But without leaving any traces, the eyebrows on his face quietly dissipated on his face.

Looking up, Qu Jinhuan returned to the original cynicism: "Okay, remember to send me that 200-year-old altar to Yungu."

"But it's okay?" Seeing Qu Jinhuan got up, Mo Qitian asked in a soft voice.

"It's okay, it's just a little cold, your woman, you will change her clothes later, dry her body, pour a bowl of ginger soup for her, and then let her sleep until early tomorrow morning Wake up, definitely alive and kicking." Qu Jinhuan packed up his things and was about to leave.

Seeing that he was leaving, Mo Qitian didn't say much, turned around and called someone to see him off, and walked towards Nangong Yue's bed in a blink of an eye.

"By the way, I won't leave these few days. I'll stay here and drink up my old cellar before leaving. Otherwise, if you go back on your word, I won't be worth the loss~" Qu Jinhuan, who was about to leave, suddenly Turning around in an instant, Mo Qitian, who was about to change Nangong Yue's clothes, trembled immediately.

The hand that was untying his belt suddenly stopped in place, and Mo Qitian was furious.

"Mo Qitian, you can't help but want to pounce on hungry wolves, can you?" Seeing Mo Qitian's movements, Qu Jinhuan said without fear of death.

It was an extremely old voice, and it was full of guilt when he said this sentence in an instant.

"Get out!" Unexpectedly, an extremely cold voice came out, and even flew towards Qu Jinhuan with a spear in an instant.

"Damn!!! I just reminded you not to attack the little girl who fell asleep, you will kill me!!!!"

A voice full of resentment echoed in the barracks late at night. Qu Jinhuan had already held the spear that flew out just now, but with that spear, he ran very fast. In the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the night...

(End of this chapter)