shock!The female supporting role of salted fish is actually a master of cultivating immortals

Chapter 89 89. Beaten by someone?

It's just that what greeted me was not the soft bed, but a hard and uneven stone!

Luo Juan opened his eyes all of a sudden, looked up, and sure enough, he was pulled closer to the big guy's space again.

The handsome man in white was sitting cross-legged on a large futon. In front of him was a pitch-black desk. The material and texture could be seen to be very expensive.

The little girl blinked her dry eyes, and cautiously asked, "Boss?"

Feiyu raised her eyebrows slightly: "The wound on your body."

Luo Juan immediately became nervous: "What...what's the matter?"

"Who cured it."

"This. Me. That's actually..." Luo Juan stammered and didn't know what to say. How did he know that her injury was healed? There was no difference at all.
Fei Yu lowered her eyes, her black long hair scattered on the ground: "Forget it, it's not a very important matter."

Tsk, I originally planned to see how the little girl was doing, if she wasn't doing well, I could just imprison her in the ghosts;

I just don't know who has such great ability to heal the little girl's meridians.

The man looked at the little girl who wanted to bury her head in the ground, and thought boredly, that he had been imprisoned for too long, and that he had to beat around the bush when he wanted to imprison a weak human race.

Hearing this, Luo Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this big guy didn't pursue it.

Feiyu: "Come here."

Luo Juan leaned over.

"Anyway, you're fine, help me sharpen the ink."

On the desk, there was also a piece of rice paper, on which a lot of words had obviously been written.

This space is automatically transformed by his resentment. For every creature that enters, it will automatically absorb the dark side of the opponent, so that he especially dislikes other creatures entering and leaving his space.

Every time they come in, they always bring some unbearable things from those disgusting people.

Although there are some on the little girl, but very few, it is like a drop of ink on a clean piece of white paper, not any other disgusting things.

This is also the reason why he didn't choose to directly obliterate her spiritual wisdom.

Luo Juan forced himself to cheer up, picked up the inkstone and began to grind the ink, but just as he was grinding, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

Feiyu sat cross-legged in front of the desk, holding a brush with her back straight, and after writing a few words, she broke the barrel of the pen with cold eyes.

A crisp snap brought Luo Juan back to his senses in an instant.

What catches the eye is the beautiful expressionless face of the boss.

The little girl lowered her head silently, who made this master unhappy again?

Feiyu looked at the little girl beside her who lowered her head: "You, sit here and help me write."

Luo curled his head: "This"

Feiyu: "Hurry up."

Luo Juan sat over in a hurry and took a closer look, only to find that the rice paper on the table was not quite right. It looked like a special kind of fabric, and it looked like paper from a distance.

And the pattern on it is luxurious and restrained, and there is a mysterious spell pattern in the lower left corner, which looks a bit weird anyway.

The man sat beside him lazily: "I'll give you a name, and you just write it down, can you hear me clearly?"

The little girl Luojuan nodded quickly.

"Liu Chengye."

"Li Xiaoyi."

"Du Yinfei"

After writing almost a hundred names, the man finally stopped. His eyes swept across the girl's fair and tender face, and he suddenly said, "Have you been beaten recently?"

Luo Juan: ".No."

"Then what's with the bruises on your eyes?"

Luo Juan burst into tears, are the dark circles under his eyes so obvious?It looked like someone had beaten him.

"Just didn't rest well"

(End of this chapter)