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

Chapter 1522 Hobbies
The aura on Changsheng's body changed, and Lie Jiuqing's heart skipped a beat. An indescribable feeling of fear suddenly emerged, and the mask under her hand frightened her.

The more Lie Jiuqing tried to break away, the tighter Changsheng's grip became, "Ms. Saint, are you scared? I'm afraid that I have a face like Wen Rong."

"release!"

Lie Jiuqing's eyes were full of disgust. He paused for a moment and slowly let go, "There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Even if I have a face like Wen Rong, it seems to be nothing. Why should the saint be so resistant?"

"I'm sorry, I only like the best, I'm not low enough to like fakes like you."

The fierceness in Changsheng's eyes flashed away, and Lie Jiuqing shook him off hard and said coldly: "I'm warning you again, don't touch me in the future."

A slight stinging pain came from his hands. Changsheng was in a daze for a moment, and then he looked over. Under the dim light, his hands began to turn black and blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He hesitated and said, "You poisoned me."

"This is just a warning. You won't be so lucky next time."

Chang Sheng raised his eyes, "You can tell by my bone manipulation, you can also guess that I am not sensitive to pain..."

Before he finished speaking, sharp pain began to rise and fall.

The pain was not severe, but it extended from the fingertips to the depths of the heart, and every bone seam immediately ached.

Changsheng couldn't straighten up quickly, but laughter couldn't help but escape from the corners of his lips, "You actually made the poison to torture me."

The more painful it was, the louder Chang Sheng laughed, so much so that his pupils were covered with a layer of water. "Does this count, I got into your eyes?"

Lie Jiuqing turned around indifferently, "I learned about Taoist Priest's habits today."

With that said, Lie Jiuqing's figure quickly disappeared from Changsheng's sight.

His words stopped abruptly because of the pain. He covered his heart and the knuckles of his five fingers turned white, but there was a smile on his lips, as if the pain brought him the ultimate happiness.

However, under the dim light, his unusually tall figure was shrouded in the deepest sin, but when he raised his eyes, there was only unspeakable loneliness left in him.

long lasting...

No one cares...

Lie Jiuqing was stopped as soon as she reached the Chunxue Palace. She frowned slightly, but before she could speak, the guard suddenly put away the knife that was holding her back.

"grown ups."

Seeing Lie Jinting again after two months, Lie Jiuqing's heart seemed to be much calmer.

Unlike her, Lie Jinting's eyes were bottomless, a whirlpool that almost sucked all of Lie Jiuqing in.

One glance revealed that Lie Jinting's internal injuries had long since recovered. Now, he was as strong as ever and could easily force her.

Lie Jiuqing closed his fingertips and turned to go back when Lie Jinting suddenly said: "Want to see Qingcheng?"

Lie Jinting looked at her quietly, and said in a hoarse voice when she didn't even look back, "As you wish, I will do it myself. She is about to die."

"Wait until she dies before telling me this great joy."

Lie Jinting's hand on the knife continued to tighten. He had already expected Lie Jiuqing's ruthlessness, but when he faced it, he still tried to change something.

He finally couldn't hold it back and quickly chased after her. He suddenly stopped a few steps away from her, not daring to get any closer.

"Seventh sister, I haven't seen you for two months, don't you want to ask my brother something?"

Lie Jiuqing gradually walked away, and Lie Jinting's throat rolled, and he said slowly: "Would you like to go to Qiantui Mansion?"

Hearing this, Lie Jiuqing paused, and Lie Jinting's lips relaxed, "Why don't we do it now."

(End of this chapter)