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

Chapter 1847 Which bitch does the lady want to touch?

The Queen is the mother of a country and can die, but it must not have anything to do with her. Otherwise, everything she does will be in vain, not to mention that she is now connected with Wen Rong.

She would never let anyone threaten him!
When Lie Jiuqing stabbed the silver needle in his hand, Changsheng chuckled. The next moment, there was a crazy Emperor Yun.

The silver needle was nailed to the stone pillar and fell to the ground.

"The kind-hearted Saintess, after all, can't bear to have someone die in front of her."

Lie Jiuqing froze on the spot, watching Emperor Yun and the Queen unconscious on the ground. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Changsheng, "Did you drug me?"

Definitely not medicine.

If it were medicine, she would notice something strange immediately.

Everything around him was normal, so it couldn't be a formation.

Could it be...soul-taking?

If it wasn't for soul-spelling, why would she have been tricked without anyone noticing?

Thinking of this, Lie Jiuqing's pupils shrank slightly.

Was he the one who cast a spell on her?
"There's medicine, but there's also some tricks."

Changsheng looked at the incredible changes in emotions in her eyes with satisfaction, and suppressed his excitement with his eyes lowered, "You are indeed too kind, otherwise you would definitely see the gift I gave you. There is nothing happier than letting the person who bullied you go to hell. Isn’t it?”

"What do you want to do."

Chang Sheng said nothing, "It's nothing, just let him dig out this woman's belly and eat her child."

He said disapprovingly, his cold eyes never wavering for a moment, "It's almost, you can see it."

He sighed, feeling very regretful, "I thought you would want to see..."

When Chang Sheng said this, his eyes darkened, as if something was growing silently. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch Lie Jiuqing's face.

Lie Jiuqing pushed away with all his strength, and the cold silver needle pierced his wrist. His arm trembled and his neck was strangled.

"If you overstep again, I won't bother you." "You have said this many times..."

Before he finished speaking about longevity, his neck hurt, and the blade hidden in Lie Jiuqing's hand slashed straight through his neck.

The blood flowed out instantly.

Changsheng covered his neck in shock.

"You should kill me." Changsheng's eyes were dark, "If you don't kill me, I will keep overstepping and you will have to satisfy me."

"I said, you are not allowed to touch me without my promise." Lie Jiuqing wanted to kill him, but the shadow guard hiding in the dark showed murderous intent. If she really made a move, even if she escaped intact, she would harm Yun today. The emperor and empress must be proven guilty.

How could Chang Sheng not be fully prepared if he dared to be so arrogant?

"Then tell me how I can touch you!" Changsheng tried his best to endure it, but he always felt that something was wrong, "I'm obviously obedient, why are you still not allowed!"

Changsheng was angry and his neck ached. He gradually knelt on the ground weakly and struggled to hold himself up, "You have been drugged."

"Of course I learned it from you." Lie Jiuqing lowered his eyes condescendingly, "Tell me if you know how to absorb souls."

Changsheng's chest trembled and he laughed softly, "Wen Rong can't do it, right?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

He looked up to Lie Jiuqing and felt much happier, "As long as you don't understand the art of soul-obsessing, you will be you or not you."

He knelt in front of her, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and chuckled coaxingly, "Ms. Saint, please beg me. If you beg me, I might be willing to help you relieve it."

A black shadow as thin as hair appeared from Changsheng's hand and disappeared into Lie Jiuqing's skirt.

Lie Jiuqing kicked him away, Changsheng didn't mind, and gently rubbed his fingertips, "One day, you will beg me to touch you..."

Suddenly there was an evil laugh from above the head, and as he spoke, he trailed off carelessly, not thinking that this was the imperial city at all.

"Oh? Really? Besides me, madam, what other bad man do you want to touch?"

(End of this chapter)