The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 860 Enchanted Spring (6)

Enchanted land.

In the past few days, the ghost-masked people who were obsessed with demons could clearly feel the transformation of the Demon Lord.

That kind of attitude simply made them doubt, is the demon king of the concubine-protecting mad demon series in front of them really the cold-faced plague god they used to be?

Some people even looked at Leng Shui Mo's transformation unaccustomed at the beginning, and fled in fright.

However, after getting used to it, they began to keep praying that Yun Yiran would always be with their Mozun lord like this, so that their life would become extremely easy and easy.

However, Yuanqiu and Xiaoding on the other side were dissatisfied.

"I miss my mother so much!"

"I miss Master too..."

Speaking of which, the two little guys haven't seen Yun Yiran for three days in a row, they really want to talk to their mother!
However, Wuhuang slapped each of them severely: "It's useless to think about it, just have fun with you." As she said, she drank tea by herself, with a strange smell on her face. The color of indifference.

At this time, Yin Weng also came over, he looked at Wuhuang and scanned around: "Wuhuang, are you really Phoenix?"

"..."

Wuhuang glared at Yinweng, completely ignoring her.

Yin Weng continued to look at Wuhuang with a smile: "But, shouldn't you be a man? Why are you a woman?"

"..."

Wuhuang continued to drink tea, pretending not to hear.

Yin Weng was in a hurry: "Hey, hey, Wuhuang, you can't ignore me as an old man, how can you do this, if I'm sad, my apprentice will be sad too, so you can bear him to be sad? "

"..."

Wuhuang looked at Yinweng silently.

Yin Weng blinked: "The old man is very fragile, so come on, let's have a good talk."

"Old man?"

Wuhuang looked at Yinweng, her brows slightly raised for a moment.

"right……"

After only saying one word, Yin Weng felt a burst of severe pain sweeping over him!

In the next second, Wu Huang pinched his beard in her hands, and she raised her white beard: "Old man?"

"..."

Wuhuang covered her mouth, with a tearless expression on her face: "Wuhuang, how can you be like this!" After saying that, he snatched it away and stuck it to his mouth again: "My beard is not sticky when it sticks. Easy, how can you..."

Wuhuang frowned: "Is it good to be old?"

"Of course!"

When Yin Weng glued his beard back again, he put his hands on his hips and said, "Otherwise, how can I show my majesty!"

"..."

Seeing Yinweng's appearance, Wuhuang actually laughed for the first time: "An old man is equal to a majesty, this is the first time I've heard of it."

"..."

Yin Weng was silent, but couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

At this time, Xiao Ding also leaned forward: "That's right, Yinweng, wearing a beard like this will not only make us think you are dignified, but also make us think it's very funny!"

"Little cauldron!"

Yin Weng gritted his teeth: "Are you looking for a beating?!"

At this time, Yuanqiu was directly in front of Xiaoding, and looked at Yinweng fiercely: "Old man Yin, if you dare to scare Xiaoding, I will beat you to death!" After finishing speaking, he raised his fist even more fiercely. .

"cut."

Yin Weng didn't bother to pay attention to the ball, but turned around and left while stroking his beard.

Xiaoding looked at Yuanqiu, smiled and said, "Brother Yuanqiu is the best!"

"...cough cough."

Yuanqiu's face turned red immediately.

At that moment, the wind seemed to be infected with sweetness.

(End of this chapter)