The Magician's Female Apothecary

Chapter 58 I feel bad

Hearing that lazy voice, everyone's nerves were taken aback, and they all looked at the roof at the same time.

Accompanied by the alluring petals like cherry blossoms all over the sky, a fiery red figure slowly descended, causing ripples. The pure golden mask looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight. Share tribute.

"It's such a long-lost taste..." Quietly absorbing the magic power in the air, the man slowly stretched out his slender hand across his lips, and looked up at the figure on the ground not far away.

The person who looked at the beauty with a bewitching posture was stunned again, especially those deep purple eyes, as if everything was just mere mere things in his eyes.

"Fox..." Murong Ying was stunned for a while, and then slowly spit out two words, why didn't she think he was so alluring before?It's obviously a stinky fox with a bad temper, okay.

The devil glanced at her lightly, with unknown emotions in his eyes, kept silent, and gracefully stretched out his hand to brush her cheek, as if touching a treasure, "How are you lately?"

That voice blew across people's cheeks like a breeze, making people feel comfortable. Murong Ying was stunned for a moment, feeling the cold touch on her face, and then regained her senses a little. Did such a big one come to Canglan country?
"I...very good..." I regretted it just after I finished speaking, why should I answer him?
Zhan Wushuang's sharp purple eyes were firmly fixed on the small figure in front of him. If it wasn't for the man in the corner just now who had scattered magic power and was worried that she would be backlashed, he wouldn't show up at such a dangerous time. You know, this Getting a clone is tiring, and while thinking about it, I saw the clone with dull eyes not far away.

Murong Ying turned her head away, looked at that stinky fox as if she knew him very well, "You are not welcome here, go back to your demon world..."

Seeing her stubborn posture, Zhan Wushuang smiled instead of anger, "Are you caring about me? Are you worried that I won't be able to beat them?" If it wasn't to show weakness deliberately to hide their identity, just because they want to touch a hair of their own?
"No..." As if she had hit the mark, Murong Ying's cheeks blushed a little, and she looked at one place with evasive eyes. Yes, I was worried about him, but he, the master of the demon world, still had What's so scary, although I didn't think he was so powerful.

The mouth is really stubborn enough, Zhan Wushuang didn't argue with her, glanced at the figure in the corner from the corner of the eye, why didn't he know that there were people cultivating demons in Chiwu Academy?Or, did someone deliberately let that person escape into the magic way?You know, if ordinary people want to cultivate demons, they must be ruthless and have their hands stained with the blood of their loved ones. This matter, I have to investigate it carefully.

At this time, the crowd didn't know how to react, they just stared blankly at the proud figure in front of them, with those deep purple eyes and silver hair rippling in the wind, everyone knew that it was the majestic Lord of the Demon Realm, Lord Demon King It's just that a person of such a lofty status, how could he appear here and look so familiar with a kid.

Murong Ying bit her lip, now that there are so many people present, and this stinky fox behaves like this, anyone will associate herself with him, if they suspect that she is a spy sent by the devil world, I don't know if she will die faster.

"He's all right..." Murong Ying felt a little relieved when she felt the magic power from that person in the corner was forced out. An ordinary person's body couldn't bear that magic power, but why did that person have crystals that could absorb magic power? ?If he hadn't used his spiritual power to take out the spar just now, would he have died?

The so-called crystal stones, like spirit beads for cultivating spiritual power, are things that can absorb the spirituality of all things in the world, and the magic power is naturally passed down through the crystal stones, and ordinary people cannot cultivate demons unless they have abandoned themselves as human beings and escaped into the world. magic way.

Hearing her voice, everyone came to their senses and turned their gazes to the figure in the corner. At this time, the face of the dying man began to glow ruddy, and his eyes brightened.

"It's really healed..." Lan Yong still couldn't believe it, he stepped forward and patted the man's body, but he vomited some blood, is that all healed?

Seeing his rude actions, Murong Ying frowned slightly, "There is nothing serious about that person's body, you made a big fuss..." As for the fact that the person's body was caused by magic power, I should not say it, I can't think of it Ordinary people are backlashed by magic, and the consequences are so serious?What about the magic power hidden in his body?

Seeing that there is no excuse, Lan Yong is not easy to get angry, otherwise he will be said to be unreasonable, and that little boy actually knows the devil, it seems difficult to deal with, even if he doesn't want to lose face, there are many people in the academy, It would be over if it got to Nalan's house, besides, he came to the doctor's class to make trouble while his elder brother was away, and he didn't know how to explain it when he went back.

"Since everyone is fine, can you go?" Murong Ying raised her chin slightly, with a gesture of chasing people away.

Na Lanyong snorted coldly, flung off his sleeves, walked away proudly with his head up and chest out, well, let them go today, the future will last forever.

Seeing the group of them leave, the Yaosheng people cheered happily, forgetting for a moment that there was still a demon king.

"Bang..." A voice suddenly sounded in the originally busy courtyard.

Murong Ying was taken aback for a moment, staring blankly at the gradually blurred figure in front of her, her heart suddenly rose to her throat, as if an inexplicable emotion filled her heart, secretly aching.

"Smelly fox, you..."

Zhan Wushuang stretched out his hand, with a look of indifference in his eyes. It seemed that someone wanted to make trouble with him. Fortunately, this body was a clone at this time.

"Don't be afraid, little uncle, I'm here to save you..." A figure ran up from a distance, holding something like a cannon in his hand.

Could it be that the sound just now came from that thing?Then hit him?Murong Ying opened her mouth, feeling her eyes were stingy, "You, are you going to disappear?" Inexplicably, her heart was about to become a hemp rope, what's going on?

Seeing her reluctance, Zhan Wushuang still maintained that indifferent expression, and slowly stretched out his hand, his dark purple eyes seemed to see through the person in front of him, but before his hand touched the person in front of him, his whole body instantly Then scattered with the wind.

Feeling a gust of breeze blowing across her cheeks, Murong Ying couldn't help stretching out her hands to cover her chest, it seemed as if she was about to suffocate.

"Little Martial Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that her face didn't look very good, could it be that she was plotted against by that person just now?Baili Ao stared at her intently, trying to see something in her eyes.

Murong Ying bit her lip, with unknown emotions in her eyes, "I...I feel distressed..." This must be the most intuitive feeling I have at this time.

(End of this chapter)