The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 400 The True Face of Silver Weng (3)

"..."

When Yin Weng heard this, he couldn't help but raised his chin: "But, my good disciple said it's good, so I don't want it!"

These words caused Leng Shuimo to glance at Yun Yiran, and he snorted coldly: "Very good?!"

"Really good."

Yun Yiran smiled slightly, and she looked at Yinweng: "It's still pretty."

"Is it?!"

Leng Shui Mo looked at Yin Weng, and a murderous look flashed in Sen Han's eyes!
At that moment, the surrounding air began to flow extremely slowly...

"Not good! Not good! Not good!"

Yin Weng was so frightened that he waved his hands again and again, he ran to the door in one breath, and then turned around and said, "I'm going to find the beard! I'm going to find it!" After speaking, he quickly disappeared at the door.

Yun Yiran looked at Leng Shuimo with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "You scared him away, who will help me make alchemy?!"

"My deity!"

Leng Shuimo coldly replied two words.

"you?"

Yun also chose to refuse!

So, she ignored Leng Shuimo, and looked directly at Yuanqiu and Xiaoding beside her: "When I was alchemy, I didn't like outsiders to disturb me, so, help me clear the field! Also, bring back that old guy, Yinweng!"

"..."

Clearance?outsider? !

When these two words were spoken, Leng Shuimo's extremely gloomy expression terrified the two little guys: "Let's catch the silver man first!" After saying that, they also ran away together.

In an instant, only Leng Shuimo and Yun Yiran were left in the room.

At this time, Leng Shuimo walked over slowly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "My wife, what can I do for you?"

"No need for anything."

Yun Yiran deliberately ignored the word "wife", turned around and distanced himself from Leng Shuimo.

However, this time Leng Shuimo did not catch up quickly, but his eyes fell on a container on the table, he clenched his fists: "What is this?!"

So, it was because of this that her face was as pale as paper?
So, it's for this that she has been eating blood-enriching food so hard? !

"Blood."

Yun Yiran answered simply and directly.

"Your blood?"

Yun Yiran nodded, but did not speak.

Immediately, Leng Shuimo's face became gloomy: "So, the elixir you gave me was made from your blood?!" When he said this, he felt as if his heart had been hit hard.

Yun Yiran was a little impatient, she waved her hand: "Okay, you can go if you have nothing to do, don't disturb my alchemy."

"No more exercises!"

Leng Shuimo took a deep breath, and stared at Yun Yiran without blinking: "I won't take that elixir again!"

Yun Yiran stopped, and when she looked at Leng Shuimo, she couldn't help but raised the corner of her lips: "Master Mozun, whether to make alchemy or not is my business, whether to eat or not is your business, so you have no right to interfere with me ,Is not it?"

"So is the cloud!"

I saw that the container in Leng Shuimo's hand was tightly squeezed by him, and he felt as if it would break at any moment.

Yun Yiran glanced at the white porcelain container: "If you smash the blood into pieces, I will continue to make it, so you are not helping me, but causing me trouble!" As she spoke, she stepped forward Dodging the bowl of blood in Leng Shuimo's hand, he turned around and continued to work.

Leng Shuimo clenched his fists, and all his veins twitched in vain: "The deity said once, even if you refined the elixir, the deity would not eat it, so you'd better not waste your time!"

"boom!"

The loud noise reverberated.

Leng Shuimo turned around and went outside, he coldly glanced at the crowd of ghost-masked men kneeling on the ground: "Look carefully at the concubine Mo, if she hurts a single hair of her own, this deity will wipe you all out!"

(End of this chapter)