Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Look at Su Qianyue again. After the silver needle of the setting sun pierced into the acupoint of master Fang's heart, master Fang's body began to spasm. Su Qianyue picked up one arm of master Fang and directly lifted the dying master Fang into the air.

In the sight of everyone's surprise, Su Qianyue's slender fingers quickly pointed several acupoints on master Fang. At the moment when master Fang landed, she quickly pulled out the silver needle.

Before the public could react, Su Qianyue was already taking the needle and sitting on one side, holding her cheek with one hand, with a look of watching a good play.

"Cough -"

old master Fang coughed suddenly, and everyone was surprised, and their eyes fell there.

Ever since he coughed, there has been no more movement from master Fang.

"Dead, dead?" Shen binglan's eyes are big. She seems to think of something. She points to Su Qianyue and says, "it's you! I killed you! You are the one! Ha ha ha, you want to carry this black pot on my back

Shen binglan's laughter is almost crazy. She stubbornly thinks that Su Qianyue is going to have bad luck soon, which makes her excited and ready to jump.

But she hasn't jumped for a long time, and the old man's breathing has started to be regular!

She was stunned. She looked back at master Fang in surprise, only to see that master Fang was supported by two people at this time, and her face was already ruddy!

"Let go of the pharmacist." Su Qianyue takes a look at Feng Ming, who nods and lets go of the pharmacist.

At this time, the pharmacist was also surprised to see the ruddy old master Fang, and looked at Su Qianyue inconceivably: "you, how did you do it?"

Su Qianyue picked an eyebrow, but did not answer quickly. She just said with a smile: "Miss Shen, now You can keep your promise. "

"What promise?"?! I didn't promise you anything Shen binglan's face was slightly stiff, but soon he hung down his head and twisted his clothes tightly.

"Miss Su, this..." Feng Ming comes forward a little worried. Su Qianyue doesn't leave any evidence to force Shen binglan to submit before treating Lord Fang.

But Su Qianyue doesn't care at all. She looks at her fingernails stained with a trace of blood and casually glances at Shen binglan. Then she smiles and says to Feng Ming, "don't worry, she will cry and ask me to settle this for her."

Little Bingbing snorted coldly and raised her chin: "where do you get this confidence?"

"My confidence usually comes from my brain. For example, I know you will roll your eyes after I say this sentence."

Voice just fell, small ice ice ice a white eye rolled half, then is dislike don't open a face.

"I I promise you... " Sure enough, Shen binglan's words came tremblingly. Su Qianyue turned back leisurely and looked at her frivolously.

Shen binglan clenched her hands and looked at Su Qianyue angrily. But next second, she seemed to think of something. She still hung her head and didn't open her eyes.

"Oh?" Su shallow month picks eyebrow to ask a way, then meaning to have to point of cast a glance not far square old master, heart bottom clear.

"Increase the price." Just two words, like a huge stone, hit Shen binglan's head. She clenched her fists pale and clenched her teeth, squeezing out a word: "good..."

Seeing that Shen binglan agreed, Su Qianyue snapped her fingers and said, "madam, please draw up an IOU for me, and I'll come to ask for the debt in the future."

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