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

Chapter 634 Gambling?

Wen Rong's voice was particularly powerful, and seemed to penetrate the whole world to call Lie Jiuqing.

"Wen Rong..."

"Qingqing, wake up, you have a nightmare..."

Wen Rong's voice was so gentle. It was a voice she had never heard before, which made her heart ripple.

nightmare.

Lie Jiuqing's eyelashes trembled, and when he looked again, the prosperous world suddenly faded away.

Like a stream of light, the speed is extremely fast, as if time is advancing.

She began to feel pain in her heart, headache, and pain all over her body, as if she was suffocating.

She opened her eyes suddenly in the terrible feeling of death.

"Miss!"

Lie Jiuqing's eyes were out of focus, and it took him a long time to see clearly the meaning of the painting.

She covered her heart and it took her a long time to find how to breathe.

She breathed hard and almost fainted.

Huayi patted her back carefully, worried and not knowing how to ask.

"Miss, are you feeling better?"

Lie Jiuqing's mind went blank for a while, and it took a while for Huayi's voice to become clear.

She looked at the brightening sky outside and said hoarsely, "What time is it now?"

"It's Mao hour on the second day."

Huayi told some things that happened after she suddenly fainted, "Young Master Yao hired a doctor for you and said there was nothing wrong with you. I don't know why you fainted."

Thinking of the prosperous mountains and rivers he saw in his dream, Lie Jiuqing's pupils dilated.

She was quiet for a while, gathering her thoughts, and then sat up after a long time, lowering her head and stroking the ink bracelet.

"Has anyone been here?" "Young Master Yao sent people to ask several times." Huayi poured her a glass of water, "Master Mo should be here too."

Lie Jiuqing thought of the sound that would pull him out of the nightmare, and tightened his fingers on the cup, "Is there anyone else?"

"There are also some spies, they should be people from the palace. As for who they are, we have to wait for the results of the investigation."

Lie Jiuqing's eyebrows were a little disappointed. She sighed and leaned on the pillow, "I'm a little hungry. Go and prepare some food for me."

"Yes."

As soon as the painting was gone, Lie Jiuqing got up and walked to the back window. After pushing it open, he saw a man drinking.

He was still wearing a black robe, with his chest half open. You could see his strong muscle lines and countless fine scars. His long hair was scattered, and he was barefoot and leaning against the tree disapprovingly.

Seeing Lie Jiuqing, Mo Huai was not surprised at all, "Are you betting?"

The wind blew, and the strong aroma of wine blew over Mo Huai's body. Lie Jiuqing inhaled more and felt a little dizzy, "Bet."

"Then let's bet on whether you can cure Song Jian."

After Mo Huai said that, he jumped up on the wall. Lie Jiuqing's pupils dimmed slightly, "I thought that Patriarch Mo also wanted to cure himself."

Hearing this, Mo Huai sneered, "Little girl, don't be too confident or too ambitious, or you will bury yourself."

He climbed up the wall, with the bright sky behind him, and his scattered black hair fluttering in the wind, blocking most of his dazzling face.

He looked at her condescendingly and said with a faint smile: "Rong Qi, if you win, Xiangle is yours. If you lose, you will stay in Liangcheng for three years."

"I won't lose."

Mo Huai looked at her deeply and said, "The medical sage Gu Qian cannot cure people, but I want to see if you can cure them."

Lie Jiuqing raised his head neither humble nor arrogant, "What if I can?"

"Can you?" Mo Huai suddenly smiled, "If you can, I will give you a chance to make a bigger bet with me."

With a step of his foot, he jumped into the air, "I bet Liu Qingzhou can't afford it..."

When he disappeared, a powerful internal force struck her mind, "...the world."

(End of this chapter)