Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1512 Cruel
In a small courtyard in the suburbs, there is no light in the dark room.

Wen Rong leaned on the back of the chair tiredly, her clothes were half-opened, and she was breathing heavily.

Looking vaguely over, he could see some deep and shallow wounds on his waist and abdomen, some of which were about to heal.

However, there was a wound near the waist that was still oozing blood. It seemed that it had been opened and re-sutured.

So much so that looking at it, the scar doesn't seem so scary anymore.

Kamakura put away the bloody thread on the table and couldn't help but take a second look.

More than 20 days ago, Wen Rong was attacked and injured. The most serious wound was three fingers deep.

In order not to leave scars, every time the wound healed, Wen Rong had to tear it open and sew it up again.

Repeat this process again and again until the fine lines and scars left by the wound can be removed with medication.

Now, except for the deepest one, if you apply medicine on the rest, it will slowly disappear, and Lie Jiuqing won't be able to tell.

Wen Rong obviously hated this skin, but because of Lie Jiuqing's love, he did everything to protect her to the extreme, just to... not be hated.

"Master, it's almost time, you should go back to the inn."

Wen Rong never used anesthesia. When he heard Kamakura's voice, he was stunned for a moment before slowly opening his eyes.

"Prepare the car."

"Yes."

After a while, Wen Rong's overly gorgeous face had been hidden, and he became an ordinary gentle nobleman, but his eyebrows were slightly cold.

When Lie Jiuqing woke up, it was almost noon.

The Taoist boy knocked on the door several times but did not see any response from her, and did not dare to come in easily.

"Miss Seven, are you awake yet?"

Lie Jiuqing wanted to speak out, but his throat was terribly dry and hoarse.

She coughed twice, turned over and huddled in the corner.

Her whole body was sore and weak, and she really didn't want to move.

The Taoist boy heard the sound and shouted twice more, but still got no response.

After a while, the Taoist boy raised his voice and said, "Miss Qi, are you feeling unwell? Do you need a doctor?"

The Taoist boy's ears twitched, but there was no sound in the room. He hesitated for a moment, then left the yard and walked towards another place.

Since Wen Rong left, Lie Jiuqing hasn't had a good sleep for a long time. Now it seems that his breath still lingers on her body. When sleepiness comes, her dreams are all sweet dreams.When I woke up again, it was completely dark.

Lie Jiuqing slept very well. Under the dim light, her little face was filled with the spring color after being moistened. It was sweet and sweet, but there was no coldness during this period.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the arc between Lie Jiuqing's lips gradually narrowed.

She stood up and looked at the tall figure who walked in.

"Why are you ignoring the servants when you wake up? They are worried about you."

Changsheng had already walked in while he was talking. He looked at her silhouette quietly through the screen, "Did you have another nightmare last night?"

"The Taoist priest doesn't know how to knock on the door?"

Lie Jiuqing's voice was strangely hoarse. It was completely different from usual. This was the first time Changsheng heard it.

For some reason, this voice made him feel a little strange.

"Are you cold?"

Wen Rong was very restrained last night, but after she deliberately provoked him, he became more aggressive than ever. It was good luck to be able to speak now.

Lie Jiuqing paused for a moment before saying, "Why did the Taoist Master come here late at night?"

This sound made his heart itch slightly.

Changsheng subconsciously thought of the strange feeling she had when she touched his wrist.

It turns out that not touching, but just listening to the sound will do the same thing.

I can't blame Wen Rong for being obsessed with her.

Her body is a weapon, and so is her voice...

Changsheng licked his increasingly dry lips, "Tonight I'm going to add a new boy to the furnace."

Lie Jiuqing frowned, "A living boy?"

"Recently, the Japanese Taoist priest observed the sky at night and found that His Majesty's catastrophe is approaching. It is necessary to sacrifice a living boy to suppress the soul of the demon. Therefore, tonight, I will trouble Miss Seven to work hard and pick out 81 pieces of the living boy for the formation. , and the living skeleton is used for the formation eye. Until tomorrow morning, we can put it into the furnace to refine the ghost boy together."

Lie Jiuqing's pupils shrank, what's the difference between this and being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts!

How could he be so cruel to a child!
Changsheng said quietly: "His Majesty will also come today, and we will look forward to the miracle brought by the seventh lady..."

(End of this chapter)