A small claw hook, picked off a few ribs of flowers, let alone bones, is not a hair broken.

Mo Yan's eyes became more and more burning.

It's like seeing the deep soul of ziqianmo. There is a question in my heart - who are you?

You said that little Momo is the immortal master who gives you dreams and teaches you medical skills.

Since it's a dream, you can only teach medical theory. The flower of ribs can't be handed over to you through dreams, right?

Even if it's in your hands, as a human, you can't touch this kind of flower. How can you make poison?

Don't mention wearing gloves. The flower of ribs is very poisonous. It can corrode any gloves. It has strong penetration and acts directly on bones.

Mo Yan didn't ask.

He had a hunch.

If he really uses the flower of ribs to question her, she will surely use another lie to tell the circle.

Better not ask!

He kept silent and went to find the answer himself!

A very terrible, but also let him excited inexplicable answer, like a silver needle, has been in his heart, a thought, it will hurt, but the pain will be addictive.

"The blood on you is from Tang Qing?"

Ziqianmo's eyes fell on his burning blue sword.

She felt that the element of thunder on the blue sword had not been dispersed, and there were still small thunder snakes flashing on the scabbard.

This shows that he has just experienced a fierce battle.

"Yes."

Mo Yan's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was as low as a cold string. "He broke his arm, so he should not come back to the hospital for trouble."

In the shallow pupil of ziqianmo, a touch of surprise passed: "you..."

She was not surprised that he could beat Tang Qing.

But he can get to Yunshen street so far from Tianyan chamber of Commerce headquarters and catch up with Tang Qing. This speed really surprised her.

Mo Yan has no monster mount.

That is to say, he came by himself and his legs!

What a speed it is! It is worthy of xiulei department! It's so perverse!

"Don't worry, Tang Qing doesn't know who I am." Mo Yan explained, "I changed my face."

The implication is that you will not be found in Miss seven, nor will you be found in the identity of "bodyguard".

Ziqianmo nodded: "that's good."

The Tang family is not easy to provoke.

Tang Qing's broken arm is a lesson.

"Miss seven is tired today. Let me do it." Mo Yan takes the initiative to clean up the hospital, straightens the medicine bottle, disposes of the body on the ground, replaces the broken tables and chairs with new ones, and wipes the blood.

The movement is very sharp.

If the group of guys in Tianyan chamber of Commerce saw their noble boss doing this kind of servant's work, they would tremble and tremble one by one.

Ziqianmo is resting on one side.

Mo Yan is working and watching her every move.

The expression is too indifferent, the eyes are too clean.

A very indifferent look. If the previous seven miss, encountered such a thing, sure to cry for a long time, how can be so calm?

Zikun has already told her that the person who killed her father was Tang Qing. Tang Qing broke his arm, but she was not very excited. Put in the past, at least will show indignation or elated intense expression.

yes!

He found out what the problem was!

——Now ziqianmo, the face is almost expressionless, cold facial paralysis.

Just like little Momo.