The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

   Chapter 1564 Stop talking nonsense and suffer!

   "Why, after not seeing her for so many years, the saint doesn't recognize her seat?"

  The person who came was a woman, who sat carelessly on the golden chair that only saints dare to sit on.

   Although his voice was extremely soft and pleasant to the ear, he had a wicked look on his face. He had a black dress, black lips, and even the bottom of his eyes was black.

"You are……"

   Sheng Xueqing's brows were loosened, she looked at the person in surprise, and asked in confusion.

"Humph."

   The woman snorted coldly and glanced at Qian Zhuman, who was beside her.

   "Sheng Xueqing, you are really cheap. You were tortured by a man until now, but now you are on good terms with a man? If you are in this seat, you will definitely kill all the men in the world and never have future troubles!"

   Hearing this, Qian Shuman frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled Sheng Xueqing behind him.

   "Who are you?" he asked.

   "Who is this seat, it's not your turn to ask."

   The woman's eyes widened, Qian Shuman suddenly felt her breathing quicken, as if her neck was restrained by a pair of invisible hands, and she looked at Sheng Xueqing.

   "Sheng Xueqing, I heard that your divination skills are unparalleled in the world. Why don't you divination for this seat and see where this seat can kill your mean daughter and ascend to the position of the godmother?"

   "Without divination, this sage also knows that it is impossible." Sheng Xueqing replied lightly.

   "Never possible? Hehehehe."

The    woman laughed. The laughter sounded like a magic sound, penetrating the brains of everyone in the temple, making people chill.

   "You really remember this seat, Sheng Xueqing."

   "I haven't forgotten, how can I remember?" Sheng Xueqing replied to her.

   "This sage advises you, it's not too late to stop now, don't really put yourself into a catastrophe, it's too late."

   "Xueqing, you know her, who is she?" Qianshu looked at Sheng Xueqing suspiciously and asked.

   She couldn't remember this woman just now, why did she say she never forgot? Who is this woman, and what kind of grievance does she have with Xueqing?

"She is……"

   "Stop talking nonsense and die!"

   Sheng Xueqing hadn't finished speaking when he heard the woman shouting loudly, looked sideways, and saw that she slapped her hands to the sides and attacked them.

   She pushed Qian Zhuman to the side with her left hand, and pushed out a palm with one hand, forcibly knocking the woman back a few steps, but she also spat out a mouthful of blood.

   "I was able to save you back then, and I can take your life now, so let's stop."

   Looking at the woman, she persuaded again.

   "Sure enough, he is a fortune-teller. With the power of fortune-telling, he can hurt people invisible." The woman looked at the magic weapon in Sheng Xueqing's hand and her eyes narrowed.

  She was also hurt a little by Sheng Xueqing, and she resisted so much that she didn't spit out a mouthful of blood like Sheng Xueqing.

   I knew that Sheng Xueqing was really not that easy to deal with. She had long predicted that she would come to her today, right? The magic weapon in his hand is specially used to restrain her, right?

   "Wait, I won't let you go!"

   said, she dodged and disappeared from the temple without a trace.

   "Xueqing, how can you use the light-based magic weapon, quickly take it away." Qian Shuman was also frightened and rushed forward.

   You must know that the people of the demon race are the most afraid of the light element. Xueqing actually holds the light element magic weapon against the enemy, which will hurt her own vitality.

   Sheng Xueqing glanced at him and put the light-based magic weapon into the storage bracelet.

   "Are you all right?" she asked.

   "What can I do, what about you? Is the injury serious?" Qianshu asked with concern.

   (end of this chapter)