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Chapter 1613 Fan Wai: The Wind Blows, Blood Stains Duckweed in Troubled Times (150)

Lian'er was in a daze, not knowing what she whispered, the moment the words fell, the whole person fell into a coma.

The flowers that were originally planted around her all bloomed when she was sleeping.

They bloom coquettishly and beautifully, as if they want to fully bloom their charm at the last moment.

By the afternoon, Shangguan Minglou and Mo Laosan's injuries had almost healed.

Bai Que packed everyone's luggage and put away all the life-saving items that might be used.

Leng Lianyi looked at the different shapes of medicine bags in her hand, and asked curiously: "Sister Baique, are these all poison?"

Mo Laosan took the lead in laughing, "You kid is thinking evil, these are all medicine bags, each one has different effects, but they can't take people's lives."

Leng Lianyi raised her eyebrows, and said doubtfully, "I thought that if it was thrown out, it would kill people."

"That kind of evil poison is only used by demons and dark and vicious people. Of course, we won't use it."

"Okay, I'm just bragging here." Bai Que rolled his eyes at the other party, and said with a smile: "The sect doesn't use these things at all, so don't listen to Uncle Mo's nonsense."

Leng Lianyi blinked her eyes, and then Bai Que continued: "I learned this method from a friend."

"Weird," Leng Lianyi pouted, "Since medicine powder has various uses, such a convenient method has not been promoted."

"At the end of the day, it's just a matter of time." Shangguan Minglou looked at the medicine packs folded in Bai Que's hands, took two at random, and stuffed them into his sleeves.

"Hey, what you took is only the most basic paralysis powder. These are the ones that are easy to use." Bai Que hurriedly stretched out his hand, and stuffed the rest of them into Shangguan Minglou's palm.

Her movements were unexpectedly skillful, without any slowness.

Looking at the warm little hand, it entered the palm of the hand.

Shangguan Minglou suddenly raised his brows slightly, flipped his palm mischievously, and held Baique's hand in his palm.

When the scalding temperature came, the white bird looked up and realized that the distance between the two was half a finger away.

Her face suddenly turned red, like a delicate flower in spring.

"Oh, it's so sweet." Mo Laosan laughed twice beside him, "There are children watching, so be more reserved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Leng Lianyi's milky voice say: "If you say that, my father is the most unreserved."

A word, provoked Bai Que to burst out laughing.

She turned her head, blushed, and said shyly: "It seems that the relationship between your father and your mother must be the envy of others."

"Of course!" Leng Lianyi immediately regained her spirits and said triumphantly, "In my eyes, the two of them are a perfect match in the world."

As he said, he tilted his head and glanced at Shangguan Minglou, "Hey, let's make it harder. I think brother Minglou is worthy of my sister."

"You little brat," Shangguan Minglou couldn't laugh or cry, he raised his hand and pinched his chubby face vigorously.

"Whether you deserve it or not is something other people can't tell you in a few words," Bai Que grabbed Shangguan Minglou's palm, and said with a soft smile, "There are sour, sweet, bitter and spicy tastes in it, and people know it best."

"That sounds quite reasonable," Leng Lianyi said with a smile, leaned close to Bai Que, and said mischievously, "But I feel even more that my sister is protecting Brother Minglou."

As he spoke, he started giggling, which made Bai Que's face even more red.

(End of this chapter)