The old bustard hesitated for a moment, remembering Feng Lingyan's threat before leaving, she dared not say anything >

After holding back for a long time, I said: "My lord, don't ask anymore, anyway, her people have already left, it's useless for you to ask... She, she won't let the old man talk about this matter, she... she poisoned us ...If it flares up, life would be worse than death..."

The bustard was almost crying.

Gong Yanmo glanced at her.

This old bustard is fat and chubby, her face is as rosy as if she had applied a layer of sweet-scented osmanthus oil. Does she look poisoned at all? [

Gong Yanmo said lightly: "If you don't say anything now, I'll make you feel that life is worse than death!"

Old bustard: "..."

She finally cried!

Who is she provoking?

Two waves of evil gods came in one night, and one was more ruthless than the other...

Is she saving her life now, or later?The answer is obvious.

Gong Yanmo looked at her tangled expression, and added another sentence lightly: "If you answer to my satisfaction, I can immediately cure your poison."

This sentence is like a shot in the arm for the old bustard >

She opened her small mung bean eyes wide: "Really...really? Young master also knows how to detoxify?"

Gong Yanmo smiled slightly: "What poison does Miracle Gong have that cannot be cured?"

The old bustard looked as if he had been hit on the head by a gold ingot, shaking his fat hands, he said in a trembling voice, "You...you are the doctor of the palace?"

God, earth, isn't she dreaming?

She actually saw the fairy-like figure in the legend!

She was so impressed by his name that the number one mysterious figure in the world actually had an intersection with her, a little prostitute of a brothel...

It was beyond her expectation!

Seeing her face being struck by lightning, Gong Yanmo slightly raised his eyebrows: "You don't believe it?"

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