Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"I know that you are not ill, help me to open the bottle cap and pour out a pill for me." Mo Qingfeng said indifferently, the medicine bottle was brought out by her space, in the modern design, the cover should be Twisting, unlike ancient medicine bottles, you can bite the lid with your mouth. The designed medicine bottle is compact, does not enter the wind, and the pill is loaded into it. It will not deteriorate after being preserved for thousands of years, and the efficacy will not expire.

Chu Muchen was so deep and slightly embarrassed that the **** woman actually told him to do things in front of everyone.

Everyone squeezed a cold sweat for Mo Qingfeng. They looked at Chu Muchen’s face with horror, and looked at the sinister eyes of Mo Qingfeng, thinking that he would shoot the medicine bottle.

Did not expect...

Chu Muchen took the bottle and looked at it. He unscrewed the lid and poured a pill into the palm of his hand.

Following the action of his pill, everyone can see that the ink fingers are slender, the skin is white, and there are two scars like the cockroaches in the palm. These two scars are touched, and Chu Muchen tightens his eyebrows.

After the pill was sent into the mouth of Gao Yushi, Mo Qingfeng fed him the Lingquan in the cup, slenderly pointed at his throat, and saw that Gao Yushi’s throat was swiping up and down, pills and spirits. The spring was swallowed up by him.

The people standing on the sidelines were shocked by her movements. Does the legendary Miss Mifu understand cultivation? Is she not a waste material?

The action she had just tapped was a white light that was almost invisible, and ordinary people might not notice it, but could not escape the eyes of the cultivator.

In this ruling Luosen mainland, as the official of the court, most of them are martial arts people. The white light from the fingertips of Mo Qingfeng can be seen by most people, including the take-off of ink.

As a father, Mo took off and saw her daughter Xiao Lufeng. He was not happy and proud of her ability. She thought that her wife was destroyed. She thought that the previous ink was not like this. His face was very ugly, so hot. The eyes are like killing the wind.

Did not arrive in a moment, the high royal history of taking the pill, woke up, opened his eyes, saw so many people watching themselves, stunned, and looked at them puzzled.

"Get up and walk." Mo Qingfeng said.

Gao Yushi looked at her and asked slyly: "Who are you?" When he glanced at Chu Muchen standing behind her, he was shocked and quickly climbed up and asked him to come: "The death of the murderer The sin of the sin is dying!"

"What crimes do you have?" Chu Muchen asked coldly, and then said to a nearby guard, "The people who manage today's meal are all arrested, and the king will interrogate them one by one!"

"Yes!" The guard will retreat, and the ink wind suddenly stopped him: "No need to call people!"

"What do you mean? Do you know who is poisoning the tall people?" Chu looked at her indifferently.

Gao Yushi’s body trembled, and the cold sweat suddenly emerged. Someone poisoned him?

Someone wants him to die?

"Gao Yushi is a food poisoning. This is what Liang Tai doctor said is right, but his poison is not given to others." Mo Qing said faintly: "He himself suffers from epilepsy, and recently he has practiced excessive martial arts. The brain and the central nervous system are dysfunctional, and the pulse is disordered. He just ate a lot of peanuts and finished eating the cucumber slices. The peanuts and the cucumbers are grammed. Both of them will hurt the vitality. The tall people have always been sick, and they are angry. Has been damaged, and then eat the food, the vitality is even more damaged, so it fainted. A person is badly hurt, and has been ill for many years, and then food is gram, no immediate death is a big blessing."

Gao Yushi heard a lot of sweat, suddenly felt cold inside, five limbs trembled, the more pale face.

As a royal doctor, Liang Fu secretly admired her medical skill, a pill, a cup of boiled water, can wake up the tall people who are on the verge of death, it is just a rejuvenation!

Chu Muchen's face is cold and faceless, looking at the ink wind, the indifferent squatting flashes through a touch of surprise, and then faintly looks at the ink to take off, the ink is also very surprised how the ink wind knows how to treat people, he is also the same The face is amazed.

"You will not have something for a while, stand up and walk, don't practice martial arts again, you will have your life." Mo Qingfeng looked down at Gao Yushi and said faintly.

"Mu Qingfeng, how do you let the king believe what you just said? The king also ate peanuts, cucumbers..." He swept all the people present in the cold, "I must have eaten them, why are they not poisoned by food?" ?"

"Oh..." Mo Qingfeng listened, couldn't help but laugh twice, then looked at Chu Muchen and said: "Wang Ye, do you have epilepsy or other diseases? Are you weakened? You just eat Peanuts and cucumbers, but do you eat a lot?"

Chu Muchen was asked to stop for a while, Jun face is even more haze, after listening to everyone, there are a few almost to laugh, but see the ugly face of Chu Muchen, strong and hold back.

This eight kings are getting more and more interesting.

After a few steps, Gao Yushi felt that the sulking gas in his chest suddenly dissipated. It was particularly uncomfortable to have a suffocating air in the chest. Especially when lying on the couch, it seems that a large stone is pressed against the chest. Breathing is particularly difficult.

There is no such feeling of sulking now!

Gao Yushi came to the front of Mo Qingfeng and said with excitement: "The Eight Kings, the sullen air in front of the chest, the breath is completely smooth! Eight Wang Hao, Chen really do not know how to thank you! You are a living Bodhisattva! ”

When everyone listened, the eyes that looked at Mo Qingfeng were shining. Even the gods and doctors in the rivers and lakes could not cure the high royal history, but the eight kings could heal, and she was the real medical doctor!

Mo Qingfeng glanced at him. "After eating and paying attention, you should not overeating. You can no longer practice martial arts. It is not good for you to practice martial arts."

"Chen's purpose!" Gao Yu Shi Yingdao, the voice is much louder than before.

Gao Yushi was fine, and the food was not poisoned. The banquet ended like this. Everyone retraced to Chu Muchen, and finally took the ink to take off.

Recently, he felt unwell, Dan Tian seemed to be blocked and could not work hard, and his efforts would cause severe pain in his heart, and he would cough in the middle of the night. He had coughed up in recent nights, but his face was getting older and older.

He looked for the doctor, they pretended to simmer, and they didn't get better. The condition worsened.

Now I saw that Mo Qingfeng easily rescued Gao Yushi. He wanted Mo Qingfeng to cure him.

But I thought that I used to treat her like that, and my heart was embarrassed, and it was difficult to talk about it. In the end, I was so brave and daring to express my courage: "Daughter, I have recently felt unwell, can I cure him?"

Mo Qing wind smiled, the light was cold, and he glanced at the ink and got away.

"Mu Qingfeng, you didn't hear the words of Mohouye?" Chu Muchen looked at her back in coldness, and even her relatives could ignore it. Can this woman be cold-blooded to this extent?

Mo Qingfeng turned and everyone left. Only the people who were familiar with her couldn’t be familiar with it. She didn’t need to cover up anything. She gently took off the veil and watched the ink take off coldly. Did you talk to me just now?"

In the face of her ugly face, the ink took off and couldn't bear to look straight, but he had to ask her, and then the ugly face, he had to face.

"Qing Feng, I feel uncomfortable recently. You can give it a look." Mo took off and looked at Mo Qing's wind and said, and then he pulled up his sleeves and put his hand out to wait for the ink to give him a pulse.

“Hey?” Mo Qing’s wind flashed a touch of disdain, and smiled slyly: “Are you my?”

Except for Mobson, who is eligible to be her embarrassment?

Chu Muchen frowned, coldly watching this cold-blooded woman, even he was aware that the spirit of ink taking off was not good, as a daughter, she can not care about her father?

When the ink took off, his face changed and he bit his teeth. He had already let go of his body and whispered to her. She ridiculed him like this?

Anyone who is afraid in the face of death, especially those who are greedy and fearful of death, and who are eager to enjoy the prosperity and wealth, are even more afraid of death.

In order to be able to cure this strange disease, he had to endure the anger in his heart, and looked at Mo Qingfeng apologetically. "It used to be bad. You will love you in the future. You can’t bear to see you being tortured by the disease. Do you see me like this, are you not upset?"

Mo Qingfeng looked at him with a smile and smiled. "Don't you be in front of me? I will hear goose bumps, you are tortured by illness, and I am not tortured by illness. What am I sad?"

"You..." In the court’s long-term ink, I took off and listened. I almost got angry and tried to fight the ink, but when I was angry, his heart began to hurt again, and he quickly calmed down. He had to bear and ask her. He was treated for him, so the anger was again resisted by him.

"Qingfeng, forgive me, okay? It used to be awkward. I shouldn’t have been like this in the first place. But how do I say, I am your biological father..."

"Enough, this girl has no time to listen to your remorse here." Mo Qingfeng walked to the front of the ink take-off, sneered, and put his palm out, "Is it visible? Know how this injury came from my palm?" There are still a lot of such scars. If I am not my life, I don’t know how many times they died in Mo Zishan’s hands. If it’s not your indulgence and indifference to me, I can have today. If the Queen Mother just left, you will sever the relationship between the father and the daughter. Now I say that I am jealous. Don’t you feel ironic?”

These are the memories of the original Lord. Mo Qingfeng remembers very clearly. Although she did not personally experience such cruel treatment by her loved ones, she thought that the original Lord grew up in such an environment, and she felt pitiful for her.

"Qingfeng..." The ink took off and was said to be embarrassing, and the expression of pleading was accompanied by a pleading.

God knows that he now has the urge to kill her.

"I will not heal you, don't blame me for your heart." Mo Qing said coldly, coldly squinting at the eyes, taking a lotus step, and moving away.