Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Qin Wushuang was lying under the thick quilt, her emaciated body with only a handful of bones left could hardly bear the weight of the quilt.

She said weakly: "But he regards brewing medicine as the most important thing every day. He doesn't even want to delay when it rains while on the road. I drink medicine for three meals a day, but the more I drink... the more I feel in my body... Oops...sometimes...I just think, just like this...how good it is to sleep..."

Qin Wushuang's business was getting lower and lower, and finally disappeared completely. Zhuge Canglan was so frightened that he quickly checked her breath. Fortunately...although it was very weak,...he was still alive after all.

Judging by her current situation, she was already in decline, and it was a miracle that she could survive a month.

Zhuge Canglan walked out of Qin Wushuang's room. She didn't intend to leave, and she followed Qin Wushuang before passing this level...

After wandering around the yard, she found Ah Zhao's room. He was curled up behind the door and his body was shaking all the time. It seemed that he was secretly crying.

Zhuge Canglan was about to walk over when suddenly a black figure broke into the room.

From head to toe, he was wrapped in a black cloth, and his face was also covered with a black cloth. Only two holes were dug for the eyes, and the pair of brown eyes gleamed sinisterly in the night.

Ah Zhao jumped up immediately after hearing the noise, and punched the man in black: "Who are you?"

It seems that Ah Zhao has learned Kung Fu, but... he is not good at learning, and he was caught by the man in black very quickly when he was young.

He pinched Ah Zhao's neck and kissed: "Boy, do you want to save your master? Then hand over the "Poison Marrow Sutra", and I can help you find a medicine to bring the dead back to life!"

The man in black's voice was ugly, dull, with a buzzing sound, and it should be the sound after a special change.

Ah Zhao's face was flushed, and his eyes were fixed on the man in black: "My master doesn't have the "Poison Essence Sutra"..."

The man in black grasped his hand suddenly, and his voice became a little crazy: "Huh, no, who doesn't know that the poison king Sha Miaoshou has passed all the true biography of his life to this little apprentice Qin Wushuang, and the "Poison Marrow Sutra" is the old man's Zhenshan If he doesn't give it to Qin Wushuang, who else can he give it to?"

Ah Zhao's eyes were slightly protruding, his mouth was open and he was breathing hard, his face was already turning purple, but he didn't have the slightest fear: "I... if my master had the "Poison Essence Sutra", how could she... her body And... will it, will it reach that point?"

Maybe Ah Zhao's words had an effect, the man in black suddenly loosened his neck and threw him to the ground.

"Okay, I'll just trust you once... But, for the sake of my kindness, I'll tell you a way to save your master..."

Ah Zhao held his neck and raised his head, he knew that Qin Wushuang's body might let go at any moment, and now he would try every possible way.

The man in black slowly bent down, two clusters of vicious flames gleamed in his dark eyes.

"Have you heard of human blood steamed buns? I heard that as long as you eat the blood steamed buns soaked in the blood of the beheaded people on the execution ground, you will be cured..."

Ah Zhao pushed the man in black away, and shouted emotionally: "You are talking nonsense...impossible, I have seen people eat it, but...no one is good, no one is good..."

The man in black followed Ah Zhao's hand, and his body floated out of the window, but his voice came from outside like a ghost.

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