The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 877
Breaking the bones one by one, and then crushing the flesh little by little, is this the rhythm of torturing people to death?

"Now, I have broken his limbs, it's time to continue to knock other bones!" Feng Zhuo smiled lightly.

The old Patriarch Ming kept twisting his body, his eyes full of fear.

"Young Master Yuchi, this bitch is going to kill me! Save me quickly! Help me kill this bitch, kill her!" He yelled in horror.

Naturally, it was impossible for Yu Chishu to take his clamor seriously.

He thought quickly in his mind, and gradually, the smile on his face became brighter.

"There is still such a miraculous medical skill in the world? It's my honor to see you today." After speaking, he looked at the old Patriarch Ming and said, "Old Patriarch Ming, you don't have much time. Are you willing to lie down and wait to die? Miss Zhuo’s treatment method sounds a little scary, but it is her ancestral medical technique. No matter how painful the process is, we just need the result, right?”

What does it mean to be a little scary?
This is really scary, okay?

"Young Master Yuchi, how can there be such a treatment method in the world, this bitch just wants to torture and kill me!" The old Patriarch Ming cried.

Rather than dying in such pain, he might as well lie on the bed and wait for death.

At least one can die peacefully and without pain, right?
Yu Chishu's expression was as usual, and he didn't make the slightest disturbance because of his crying.

"Since it is a miracle doctor, it will surely cure your injury. If it cannot be cured in the end, don't worry, not only the Ming family will not spare her, but I will not spare her, and the Yizong will not Forgive her!"

At this moment, Patriarch Ming completely understood.

When Yu Chishu told him about the elixir for bringing the dead back to life, he didn't mean to save him.

Instead, he wants to use his life to scare this woman, to discredit this woman.

Fortunately, he was so grateful to Dade before.

Also, his sons and grandchildren probably knew the truth of this matter long ago.

Is this taking his life to please the next head of the Yuchi family?

Ming's old master's sick and confused head suddenly became sober.

When the footsteps of death are approaching, many things that cannot be seen clearly can be seen clearly now.

But, so what if you can see clearly?
Not only does it not help, but it also adds to the heartache.

"Don't worry! If I say I can cure him, I will definitely be able to cure him!" Feng Zhuo said, directly raised his hand, and slapped the old Patriarch Ming with spiritual power one after another.

The sound of fine bones brittle echoed in everyone's ears, as well as the old Patriarch Ming's hoarse cry of pain, Feng Zhuo's unwavering expression from the beginning to the end, and his unhesitating palm.

Everything is intertwined and impacts everyone's minds.

At this moment, there is only one feeling in everyone's heart.

Can't offend this woman!

You can't offend even if you die!
However, many people have already been offended, and it is too late to regret it now.

Feng Zhuo smashed the old Patriarch Ming's bones into pieces in the shortest possible time, and said with a slight smile, "The next step is to crush your flesh and blood! Patriarch Ming, your injuries have already healed three points One, you must persevere. If you die, the previous pain will be in vain!"

Because of Minglan's relationship, she had to treat this old thing.

but……

(End of this chapter)