Chapter 272: Mysterious, Mo Yunwei
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However, such a serious injury, the man can still sit here to watch the drama, this heart, really deserved.
"It hurts?" Baili red makeup could not help but ask, this kind of wound is really awkward.
The cold face of Mo Yun’s face has a moment of stiffness, and he looks at the red makeup in a strange way. He seems to be afraid to believe what he has heard.
"It hurts?"
No one has ever asked him this question.
There is only success and failure in his world, no process, no pain.
No one ever asked about his feelings, and when the strange woman asked him, his heart had a moment of tremor.
Seeing that Moyun has never answered, Bailihong makeup is no longer delayed. If it continues to delay, the death of Moyun’s life will really be lost here.
Open the needle bag, and the hundred-mile red makeup is dedicated to the detoxification of the ink cloud.
She had to solve the poison before she could dress the wound for him.
Mo Yun squats with the continually busy movements of the hundred-mile red makeup. It is as deep as a black hole, and there is a trace of doubt. What is this healing method?
Is it a long-lost acupuncture?
If it is someone else, he may feel that the other person is deliberately delaying the time to want him to die, but looking at the sweat of the eternal viscous forehead of the red makeup, he understands that this woman is really healing for him.
It’s a funny woman, I really said it was done.
With the acupuncture of the red makeup, the blackness on the wound gradually faded, and the original bright red color was restored.
Mo Yun's eyes gradually changed, and he seemed to have found an amazing gimmick.
This is the poison of swallowing clouds, and ordinary people can't solve it at all. This girl can help him solve it.
The hundred-mile red makeup completes all this meticulously, the action is familiar and neat, and the good golden sore medicine is sprinkled on the wound, and it is wrapped up by Mo Yunjing.
"Okay." Baili red makeup phoenix squats slightly, reaching out and handing a white porcelain bottle to the ink cloud, "The three medicinal herbs one day, can completely eradicate the toxins in your body."
The voice fell, and the red makeup stood up. "I am gone."
She still doesn't know what they are doing now, and they must join them as soon as possible.
"What is your name?" The voice of the ink cloud is low and hoarse, with a little bit of light shining in it.
Baili red makeup hesitated for a second, said: "Hundreds of red makeup."
"Ink cloud."
I took down the name, and the red makeup quickly rushed in the direction of the three people in the East. I only hope that the three of them can be safe.
From the affirmative words of Gong Shaoqing, she understood that Gong Shaoqing was sure to get along with the countermeasures. If there were no accidents, the three should not be in danger.
The three people in the East waited for the departure of the monster beast in the cave. The team was too large, waiting for half a mile to end, deepening the helplessness of their hearts.
"When will this **** monster beast have passed?"
The oriental gongs changed to the usual warm and elegant appearance, and a pair of scorpions were as deep as the sea, and there was a surging tsunami inside.
Gong Shaoqing silently, the dawn is as dark as water, the atmosphere is depressed and people are suffocating.
The practitioners in the cave glared at the faces of Gong Shaoqing, and they dared not even dare to come out.
沧澜 College special enrollment, strong strength and unlimited potential, they are not opponents of Gong Shaoqing three.
Looking at the man who was beaten on the ground and only had half a life left, they couldn't help but shrink their heads. They must not touch the head at this time, otherwise they would be even more miserable.
