Chapter 232

"They are very valuable."

Mo Yan saw through what the cute little guy thought at a glance and reminded him, "one is probably enough to buy five shops."

Little Momo's ears trembled.

Is it so valuable?

It's a pity to crush it.

It's not easy to make money. She may not be able to make a single profit after opening a medical school and selling Fu Zhuan for several months.

forget it.

Keep it for change.

One of her little claws moved away from the purple Leizu ring, and her desire for destruction disappeared.

These dozens of hands, probably worth a year's revenue of Beilan national treasury. For the sake of money, I don't care about you=

I'm in a good mood.

It's about other things.

Small Momo nose micro movement, smell a smell of blood, demon's sense of smell is very keen, soon, she found that the smell of blood from Mo Yan.

"Are you hurt?"

She jumped on him with her paw on his collar.

Forced a pull, revealing the inside of the dark red tunic, right chest of the place, was a big piece of blood wet.

He always likes to wear dark clothes, black robes and dark red tunics, which leads to the fact that even if he is bleeding, he can't easily see it from the outside.

What's more, at first, the room was dark without light.

"Not in the way."

Mo Yan looked at her eyes, still very gentle.

He was happy to wait for her.

It's worth the trip back.

"Shut up

Small Mo Mo frowned, two claws forced a push, strength is not small, directly put Mo Yan to push down on the table.

"Yila" a sound.

The clothes were torn.

She tore the clothes skillfully and avoided the wound. Because the bleeding was not handled in time, the flesh and blood were stuck together with the cloth. If they were separated, I'm afraid they would directly tear off a large piece of flesh!

Mo Yan let her down.

No resistance.

Lie flat and let her do it.

A pair of deep Phoenix eyes, blink also don't blink ground stare at her. When she was in the Mochen Pavilion, she was so overbearing that her eyes were the same.

I like her very much.

After seeing her demon form, I am more convinced of this.

"How could you be poisoned by the stone demon?"

Little Momo's face is more and more ugly. Mo Yan has a wound on his chest. It looks as if he has been penetrated by a stone sword, and his internal organs have been penetrated.

On the stone sword, there is the poison of the stone demon.

It's the same poison as the stone scale disease of Prince Chu Lanzhou!

The flesh and blood on the two sides penetrated by the stone sword has begun to harden. As long as Mo Yan moves, the flesh and blood on the stone scale will cut the blood vessels around, causing more damage to the wound, and the blood will flow out as soon as it stops.

"You don't know your injury? If you don't sit still, do you still move? " The more I think about it, the more angry I am. My eyes are round, like glass beads.

Mo Yan didn't speak, just looked at her, eyes doting.

You are here.

How can I be indifferent and just sit still?

It's my instinct to be close to you.

Xiaomomo angrily takes out rulanhua and some other lingcao, and helps him dispense the medicine on the spot. At the same time, he uses silver needles to prick the acupoints to extract the poison.

Mo Yan's situation is different from Chu Lanzhou's.

Mo Yan had been poisoned for less than two hours, and Chu Lanzhou had been poisoned for many years. Therefore, Mo Yan used a silver needle to pull out the poison, and Chu Lanzhou needed a dagger to cut off the stone scales.

A dozen silver needles pierced his right chest.

The poisonous blood trickled out along the other end of the silver needle.