The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Wen Ruolan's tears stopped. What's that called? If you don't meet him, will you cause such a lot of troubles?

What's more, people like an Feng have been sent to him. Whose fault is it in the final analysis? Isn't he the bastard shadow guard he gave himself from the fortress?

"Not yet?" Dongfang Yi's eyes are full of banter: "too stupid."

"Shut up Wen Ruolan shook off his hand: "I am so unlucky because of you! Feel your conscience! Dongfang Yi, even if I'm not your life-saving benefactor, I really listen to you with all my heart. Even if I go to Longhe this time, it's not for you! I'm stupid. I'm stupid. You let me go? As long as you say one thing now, we will face the sky in the future and go on one side. Do you think Wen Ruolan can be bullied like this? "

Rong Yifei, the driver of the car, has a black line in his head. For the first time, he saw someone talking to his master like this, and he's still a... Well, he can't be stupid, but he's not deep in the world.

Dongfang Yi's smile grew deeper and deeper. He pointed to Anfeng, who was still in a coma, and raised his eyebrows: "do you want to interrogate this man, or at least prove that you have some means, instead of playing with your life when you are in a hurry? It's the worst way to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred."

Wen Ruolan curled his lips: "you let me look at yourself. You are bloodless and plunder cities and lands."

Turning her head, she also took a look at an Feng and grinded her teeth. She wished she had a knife in her hand, one by one, to kill this person.

"Defend yourself." Dongfang Yi handed over an exquisite silver dagger. The handle of the dagger was inlaid with a ruby the size of a nail.

Wen Ruolan reached out and took it, carrying a dagger to Anfeng.

Dongfang Yi leans on the cot and smiles all the time. He finds that Wen Ruolan is really capable. It seems that every little action of her can make people laugh. For example, now, holding a dagger against a person who has no power to fight back, he is so afraid that he has to hold on. It really makes him want to laugh, Holding a silver needle, her image has completely collapsed, but now, it is cherished.

Wen Ruolan's black face is complete, killing people! How dare you? But now I don't want to kill an Feng, and I don't want Dongfang Yi to die with a smile?

He turned his eyes around, holding a dagger and turned back: "Dongfang Yi, do you want to know who he is?"

Dongfang Yi's face has returned to indifference. Well, it's a response.

Wen Ruolan cleared his throat: "I can interrogate him."

"Well, you interrogate me." Dongfang Yi raised his hand: "come on, sit here."

Wen Ruolan came down the steps and went to Dongfang Yi: "you go out to drive. I'll interrogate him alone."

Dongfang Yi is very cooperative. He gets up and lifts up the curtain and goes out.

The driver, Rong Yifei, jumped out of the car in a hurry. The carriage was still going. He followed quickly, but his expression was wonderful. His master was in front of Wen Ruolan, coughing. Well, he was very obedient.

"Inform Anshun, Longhe village will take over." As soon as Dongfang Yi's voice fell, Rong Yifei ran away.

Curious to lift the curtain, Dongfang Yi's smile suddenly stiffens. Looking at an Feng who has been tied into a hedgehog, his forehead suddenly jumps several times. Wen Ruolan's method is unique in the world.

Wen Ruolan stabbed the last silver needle, clapped his hands, stepped back two steps, took out the water bag from the bag, and drenched his head.

An Feng's eyelids trembled a few times. Wen Ruolan immediately stepped back to the side of the couch and sat down.

"Anfeng, open your eyes when you wake up. Let's talk about the conditions?"

Wen Ruolan opened the cloth bag, took out the eggs and cakes, put them on the small table, and sighed softly: "you are no better than me. I blindly choose you to follow me. You are more blind. You work hard for others, but there is no one who can save you."

Anfeng's Adam's apple rolled and opened his eyes.

Wen Ruolan was holding a piece of cake. He carefully studied the exquisite patterns on the cake and said to himself, "it looks delicious. I didn't expect that the old man was hiding it." Looking up, he bumped into Anfeng's eyes and raised the cake in his hand: "you are fish, I am bait. Anfeng, you have already been exposed."

An Feng remembers the cloth bag and ignores Wen Ruolan and closes his eyes.

"Well, you didn't really hurt me, and I don't think I have any grievances with you. If you tell me who is going to kill me, can I let you go?" Wen Ruolan stood up, went to Anfeng, squatted down, raised his hand and twisted a silver needle on Anfeng's arm.

The piercing pain made an Feng open his eyes and bite his teeth: "you kill me!"

Wen Ruolan immediately released his hand and stepped back two steps like fear, shaking his head: "no, I won't kill anyone."

"Bah! I thought you were a little peasant girl, but I didn't expect that you were a snake and a scorpion. You want me to betray my master, no way! " An Feng wants to move, but his body doesn't listen to him at all. On the contrary, his heart seems to be blocked by a handful of weeds, and he has difficulty breathing.

Wen Ruolan smiles. She's just a soft persimmon? Everyone wants to pinch, but they don't want to die!

It doesn't matter that she can't stand at the top of the food chain of the jungle, but she can't let herself be slaughtered. She pursed her lips into a straight line. When she went to Anfeng again, she held the cold dagger in her hand.

"If you want to die, go to die. Since you are so loyal, you don't want to know whether there are high-ranking mothers and young children in the housekeeper. It's hard to be loyal and filial since ancient times, isn't it?" Wen Ruolan said, the dagger was close to an Feng's neck, and he used a little strength.

Obviously feel Anfeng body taut, Wen Ruolan relaxed, people are not afraid of death.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and directly patted the silver needle on his left. The silver needle instantly fell into an Feng's body, and his whole body began to tremble.

Wen Ruolan didn't say a word either. The dagger pointed on Renying acupoint and thrust it in. The superficial vein on Renying acupoint was opened again, and the blood gushed out instantly. Wen Ruolan's stomach was writhing and forced to spit out. She bowed her head and quickly stabbed the silver needles into it. She was not afraid at all, and even didn't hesitate when she started.

She knew better than anyone that if the silver needle was deeply punctured according to acupoints, this person would not die, but she gave way to several big acupoints.

When Dongfang Yi looks at her back, her eyebrows are wrinkled into Sichuan characters. All she sees are scenes of Wen Ruolan saving people. At this time, her ears are red and bleeding, but she never slows down. The murderous heart of her reminds Dongfang Yi of her childhood.

When he was a child, he would hide in the secret room every day. There was a big iron cage in the secret room. There were wolves in the cage, a group of wolves.

And what he had to do was fight, either the wolf died or he died. He was stained with blood every day, so tired that he fainted, and every time he woke up, he would vomit to convulsions.

At that time, Anshun was still young. He knelt outside the cage and said with tears, "master, you should get used to the taste of blood. You should make your heart as hard as iron, because you were born in the royal family, and one day you will have to face fraternity."

His childhood was stained with blood. At that time, he hated Anshun to death. Until he died at the foot of Qishan, he knew Anshun's good intentions.

"Ah!" A shrill cry.

When Dongfang Yi wants to rush in, Wen Ruolan turns around, raises her small face and looks cold: "just you and me, you can die if you want to die, and beg me if you want to live!"

Dongfang Yisheng stops his action. At that moment, he sees his childhood despair in Wen Ruolan's eyes. His heart seems to be torn open.