The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 387 The So-Called Balrog (2)

Choose neither!
Therefore, Yin Weng hurriedly laughed: "You have to believe in Lord Mozun, he is so powerful that he can refine the Balrog without using anything!" Full of flattery: "Master Mozun, am I right?"

"What do you say?"

Leng Shuimo raised his eyebrows and looked at Yinweng. At that moment, the temperature in the room dropped instantly.

Yun Yiran obviously didn't believe it, she narrowed her eyes: "Master..."

"Ah! Why is this room so much better than the room I just had?!" As he said that, Yin Weng quickly walked around the room with an excited expression on his face: "No, I finally came here. Mimo, I must take a good look at it!"

"boom!"

In the next second, Yin Weng had already fled quickly.

At this time, Leng Shuimo slowly walked in front of Yun Yiran, the deepness in his eyes has been replaced by teasing: "Okay, now that the person in the way is gone, should the concubine Mo take a good look at her... …Body?"

"..."

Leng Shuimo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Actually, this deity is in good health, do you want to take care of yourself..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, Yun Yiran slammed the door and left.

Only Leng Shuimo was left standing there with a half-smile, but when he turned to look at the window next to him, his smile gradually disappeared, and his aura became colder and deeper: "Come out!"

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

Then, an elder with silver hair and silver beard jumped in from the window: "Hey, I said Lord Mozun, how do you know I'm outside?" Full of dissatisfaction.

Leng Shuimo didn't speak, but turned around and leaned on the chair behind him, his eyes slowly closed.

Yin Weng suddenly felt bored, and after looking around, he said, "Why didn't you tell me how to suppress the Balrog?" He smiled slightly, and walked quickly in front of Leng Shuimo. Said: "Her physique is absolutely fine."

At that moment, Leng Shuimo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as scarlet as a beast: "Old man, you seem to have a lot of words... Would you like to try this deity, can you pull out your tongue?"

The murderous intent spread!
The surrounding air also condenses into ice.

Seeing that, Yin Weng swallowed his saliva, quickly waved his hands and said: "Go, go, I don't want it. If you don't let me speak, it will be harder than killing me."

"..."

Leng Shuimo closed his eyes again, seemingly calm and breezy, but the aura on his body became more and more frightening.

Yin Weng glanced at him and couldn't help sighing: "When you cultivated the Balrog, you should have thought of this consequence. There are only two ways in itself. One is that you would rather die than use it. The other is that you would rather die than use it. It's... an extremely difficult thing!"

As he said that, after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered: "I remembered, didn't you say that you imprisoned that kid Yan Yuebai earlier? Didn't you ask for anything?"

"No."

Leng Shuimo replied lightly.

This answer made Yinweng a little frustrated: "It's normal not to give it to you, that kid is also a stubborn master." Then, he glanced at Leng Shuimo quietly, and then continued: "But, you can't just do it like this." Waiting to die?"

At this time, Leng Shuimo suddenly opened his eyes, and the glazed day was as sharp as a ghost: "This deity will not die!"

(End of this chapter)