Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

No one saw something fall on Chen Muxue's right hand, and it melted into it with a slight flash of light.

After checking Chen Muxue's vital signs, and found that there seemed to be nothing serious, Cen Lizhui looked at Lan Xin who was kneeling and immobilized.

"What medicine did you feed?" Cen Lizhui stared at her coldly.

Lan Xin said "ahhh" a few times.

Lin Qing patted Cen Lizhui speechlessly: "It's fixed."

"Cough..." Cen Lizhui coughed lightly, his face flushed slightly, and he undid Lan Xin's holding spell.

Lan Xin suddenly collapsed on the ground, squeezing tears desperately, with an innocent look on her face: "Master, what's going on, this servant really doesn't know! The servant just boiled the medicine prescribed by the female doctor and fed it to Miss Chen. I really don't know anything else!"

As she spoke, she arched one shoulder slightly, her coat slipped a little bit, and she had a look of pity on her face.

Accompanied by her skinny figure and malnourished and unhealthy complexion, the two big men were immediately disgusted.

"Speak well, do all these fancy things." Lin Qing said with a look of disgust, kicked up the brown bear skin on the ground and covered her.

The moment the brown bear skin that had been trampled by countless people jumped on Lan Xin, the dust hidden in the fur splashed onto her face, causing her to choke and cough for a while, and now she was fascinated by the dust The eyes are the real tears.

It's too good, pretending to be pitiful, I can't even hold back tears, and I need someone to help me, alas.

Cen Lizhui even took a step back, flicking his hand casually, the spiritual power isolated the dust thrown out, and he, Chen Muxue and Xiaohua on the bed behind him were naturally safe and sound.

Lin Qing was asking for trouble: "Ahem...brother, can you teach me two tricks for keeping the mess clean?"

"The secret art of the fairy gate is not to be passed on." Cen Li chased in a serious manner, but his proud little finger moved excitedly behind his back.

Lin Qing scratched her head and didn't pester her anymore, but looked at the disheartened Lan Xin: "What's wrong with this man? Call the female doctor over to ask?"

Xiaohu immediately asked Ying: "I'll call everyone who has been in this room before to confront them!"

Cen Li chased and shook his head: "There is no need to be so troublesome."

As he spoke, he cast a spell with his fingers again, and Lan Xin's hand stretched out. Cen Li chased after and emptied the dust on her arm, and then pressed with spiritual force, the poisonous powder left on Lan Xin's wrist appeared.

"Wow, how did you know there would be residue on her hands?" Lin Qing asked in surprise.

Cen Li chased his face full of inscrutability: "The secret must not be revealed."

Hehe, if she wants to add poison, she can only take advantage of the time when the female doctor and the maid have gone out, and before they come in, hurry up and add the poison. However, with that concentration and the measured amount of poison, she, a maid with no cultivation base, will definitely use it in such a short time. There are residues...

The main reason is that this measurement is somewhat exaggerated!If this does not remain, who will remain?

Cen Lizhui closed his eyes slightly, suppressing his desire to complain, but Lin Qing couldn't hold back after taking a closer look: "I am interested, this is also called residual, is it a waste of hands? Is this measurement too arrogant?" Is Miss Chen still alive?"

As he said, he couldn't help but probe Chen Muxue's breath: "It's true that she's still alive, and Miss Chen is indeed beyond her appearance!"

The movement of him leaning forward from Cen Lizhui's side and stretching out his hands to breathe, made everyone present sigh that this person's core strength is really good.

Seeing that they had come to a conclusion, Lan Xin, who was in a mess, had a malicious flash in her eyes.