Chapter 5027: Cursed blood

The tragic appearance made the old helmsman also moved: "Are you orphans?"

"Yeah...Sometimes I think about it, I really don't know how we are still alive! We are still alive...uuu..."

It seemed that he was evoked by sadness. Later, he lay on the shoulder of the old helmsman and cried.

Although there were no tears, he pretended to wipe a hand and wiped it on the old helmsman's back, making him sick, but he didn't dare to push him away—

Who makes people a distinguished guest! ?

"That's why I want to fly yellow and tengda... I want to marry a princess... yes, marry a princess!!"

Feng Chenglin's crying stopped abruptly, and the people seemed to be beaten with blood, and their spirits rose.

The old helmsman shook his head silently--

The standard state of a drunkard.

"Princess, princess...I want to marry a princess..."

As his voice lowered, the whole person slid down in front of the wheel, drunkly holding the old helmsman's thigh, still whispering there.

"Brother, you said... can I marry a princess?"

"No!"

"why?"

"Because the princess has been married? We are all brothers and sisters married in the family...our princess, of course, was raised as a queen at the moment of birth..."

Anyway, Feng Chenglin was already drunk, and he would not hear what he said.

For this reason, the old helmsman became more courageous: "You, let's not say anything like this in the future, if the Prince Chami finds out, I want you to look good..."

"Chami? That prince..." Feng Chenglin tilted his head and tried to raise his head, his eyes red: "You...you mean, my princess...will you marry Chami's grandson in the future?"

Old helmsman: "..."

There is a mode to start looking for death!

How can he continue to answer this?

"The marriage of the princess and the prince has always been the tradition of our scorpion race. Otherwise, they will be like everyone else... Because of the mixing of blood, the effect of the potion in the blood disappears, and the royal family is over... "

"Blood? Potions?"

Feng Chenglin was startled, and immediately realized that he was a little too sober.

"Haha..."

He suddenly laughed, startling the old helmsman.

"Why are you laughing?"

"You... Is your blood sick? Why else would you take medicine? It doesn't matter... The three rare things in our family are medicines, and they are the one that specializes in intractable diseases... As long as she takes action, yours The disease will be cured... well... it will be cured..."

The old helmsman shook his head disdainfully: "After a long time, you two are two quack doctors?"

"What kind of quack? We are really...really have medicine! If you don't believe me, I...I will give you medicine..."

Feng Chenglin was anxious, and wanted to get up several times, but finally sat down on the ground because of weak legs.

The old helmsman ignored his struggle: "Just forget it! You have a good intention... Although you don't know if it is true or false! But whether it is true or false, it will not be good for the disease of our scorpion race... Actually, Our disease is a curse... a curse that has been dropped into the blood! Even gods can't save us..."

"A liar... I am sick if I am sick, and yet... curse?!" Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes, with an unhappy expression on his face: "You are...even if you don't believe our medicine...wait for me to get the medicine... …Gag you…"