Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 962 Identity of Pluto
Ignoring An Zhixian's flattering smile, Doctor Wu stubbornly put the medicine bowl back to its place:

"Drink now."

Feng Xiaoran turned her head and rolled her eyes angrily:

"Why did you last so long? There's not enough for us, Lord Pluto, to drink."

Ignoring the weird Feng Xiaoran, An Zhixian looked at Doctor Wu with a gentle smile:

"It's just a skin injury. It has been treated with medicine for a few days and it will be fine. There is no need to drink any more medicine."

Doctor Wu looked coldly: "You are the doctor and I am the doctor? Drink it if you are told. If you are afraid of taking the medicine, don't get hurt again. You have been injured three times in just a few months. How should I explain to the old sect leader?" "

Feng Xiaoran: "Is there anything I can't explain to my grandfather? Mr. Pluto was injured by the same person three times. To put it nicely, his sex drive makes him faint. To put it worst, it's the eight characters that are in conflict with each other. Mr. Pluto doesn't want it. Life, not to mention doctors, not even gods can protect him from injury. "

Ling Jiu: "Young Master Feng, you sound nice, but you also sound ugly..."

Feng Xiaoran is air-conditioned:
"What? Your master allows you to do it, but you don't allow me to say it?"

Doctor Wu: "If he goes out again from now on, you should follow closely and don't let him run around alone again. If he gets hurt again, you are the only one who will ask."

Seeing that Ling Jiu was being punished for being implicated by him, An Zhixian reluctantly picked up the medicine bowl, frowned and closed his eyes and drank it all in one gulp, then quickly picked up tea to dilute the taste of the medicine in his mouth.

Doctor Wu put away the medicine bowl and walked out muttering dissatisfiedly:

"It's like drinking poison. Others want to drink the medicine I prescribed, but they still can't..."

After watching Doctor Wu leave, An Zhixian looked at Feng Xiaoran:
"Why didn't you tell me that the person sent by King Jin was Meng Dong?"

Feng Xiaoran, who wanted to teach his junior brother, before he opened his mouth, was asked by An Zhixian, frowning and glaring, revealing his true feelings:
Do you still dare to hold me accountable?
"So what if it's Meng Dong? She wasn't kidnapped by Meng Dong."

"Although I don't know why she targeted King Jin, if she knew it was Meng Dong, she would definitely change her plan and save Meng Dong's life to restrain King Jin." Feng Xiaoran laughed angrily:
"Ha! She didn't even say it, but you know what she is thinking. Since you understand her so well, you should know that she chose King Qi, so why are you rushing to save her? I didn't realize that Lord Pluto is still an infatuated person. "

An Zhixian's eyes were filled with disappointment, and he gradually lost focus.

After seeing Grand Master Yao, I was originally going back to the city, but for some reason I wanted to see her. Still struggling, his steps were no longer in control and he was moving in her direction.

Hearing the sound of arrows, even though he knew it was her plan, he still felt uneasy and hurried over.

After arriving, he saw Cao Xian anxiously looking for her and knew something had happened to her. He suddenly felt his heart clenched by a pair of invisible hands. He forced himself to calm down and hurriedly sent the news to Feng Xiaoran and Ming Ye Pavilion to find her.

When she thought that if she was one step too late, she would be scorned by others, she felt so frightened that she couldn't breathe.

Fortunately, I went by myself.

Fortunately, I found her.

Fortunately, I got there before she got into trouble...

Seeing his appearance, Feng Xiaoran couldn't bear to criticize him any more. She was filled with evil fire and her breath was burning:
"If the people from Tianji Sect hadn't caught Li Quan and found out where his two accomplices were hiding, you might not have been able to rescue her safely. Why don't you thank me, senior brother?"

An Zhixian raised his eyes and said solemnly:

"Thank you."

Feng Xiaoran originally said angry words, but when she heard An Zhixian really say thank you, she felt even more depressed.

He stood up angrily and left the room, taking the chair with him and making a harsh scraping sound.