Chapter 518

Brush, something flies to the door.

Mo Jingyao reached out and caught it.

It's a pillow.

He looked up at the hysterical luowanyi. At this time, luowanyi's face was very bad. It looked like an addiction attack.

"Jingyao, will you give me my bag back? I just want a little, a little. " As soon as Luo Wanyi saw that he had not hit Mo Jingyao, Luo Wanyi rushed to Mo Jingyao in front of him, grabbed his hand and begged for white powder.

Mo Jingyao's face was slightly heavy. He had ordered Luo Wanyi to be bound. Unexpectedly, he came in and found out that Luo Wanyi was not tied at all. At this time, she could move freely in this room.

Even, they just attacked him.

"No way." Hard voice, he will not compromise.

"Jingyao, but my mother is very uncomfortable. It's hard to breathe. Am I going to die?" Luo Wanyi begged to look at Mo Jingyao. Her face was full of expectation. She looked really miserable.

"If you suck too much of that stuff, you're going to die." Mo Jingyao threw away Luo Wanyi's hand and turned to look at the metaphor behind him.

The little woman has been behind him since she came into the room, silent.

This is totally different from her original intention of leading the way.

After receiving Mo Jingyao's eyes and observing the metaphor for a while, he said, "Luo Dong, you are under control."

"Nonsense what? You're under control. Your whole family is under control. " Luo Wanyi glared at her, hoping to cut her eyes directly.

She suddenly thought of the luowanyi she met at first. Although her eyes were never friendly, at least she was able and confident.

However, Luo Wanyi, a woman with a small stomach recently, no longer has the dignity and grace of her former days.

The metaphor was not annoyed. She glanced at Luo Wanyi lightly and said in a soft voice, "have you had frequent headaches recently?"

"You don't care."

"Your headache is your business. Naturally, I can't manage it, and I don't want to. After all, it's stupid to take care of a person who is about to die. Maybe you'll end up in a bad mood. Well, I'll go." After that, he turned around and left.

"Wait a minute." Don't want to, Yu se just went to the lintel, Luo Wanyi called her in a low voice.

He stood still, but did not turn back. He turned his back to Luo Wanyi and said, "if Luo Dong doesn't believe me, why stop me?"

"How do you know I have a headache?" Luo Wanyi ignored the question of metaphor and asked only this sentence.

"Look at your face and look at your expression. I never check my pulse when I see a doctor. I can see the patient's condition at a glance."

"I'm not a patient." Luo Wanyi gritted her teeth and refused to admit that she was ill.

"You admit it or not, you are all patients now." As she said this, she picked up her mobile phone and turned on the recording and broadcasting function.

"I'm not sick. I'm not a patient."

"It's just a word. There's no need for Luo Dong to be serious."

"I'm not serious. I'm just being honest. I'm not sick." Luo Wanyi grinned at the metaphor.

Metaphor slowly turned around, "you have no disease, will soon be known."

"What do you mean?" Luo Wanyi roared in the past and wanted to tear up the metaphor directly.

However, Yu se did not respond to her sentence, and she did not wait to answer. Suddenly, Luo Wanyi turned her head and looked at Mo Jingyao, "you, go and get my bag." The deep female voice is mixed with a cold taste. At the same time, her eyes are fixed on Mo Jingyao without blinking.

"Jingyao, don't look into her eyes." Yu se pulls Mo Jingyao's hand and says in a hurry.

Mo Jingyao, who has just seen Luo Wanyi's eyes, hastens to receive it. Only when he receives it, does he find that his mind seems to be blank at the moment of seeing Luo Wanyi.

If it wasn't for a low drink, I'm afraid he won't wake up now.

"What's going on?" Mo Jingyao was more confused.

Yu se didn't look at Luo Wanyi's eyes either, and his face turned to one side. "Luo Dong, I'm afraid I'll let you down. Jingyao won't take your bag. Do you have a headache now?"

"I You have no business with me

Yu se sneered, "Luo Dong, I was going to go out, so I didn't care about your business, but you insisted on calling me back. Then you said that I didn't care about your business. The speed of Luodong's treachery is too fast. It's so fast that people can't catch sight of it." She said as she moved forward, each time a small step, the small is a hand that short distance.

However, because she only moved a little distance each time, luowanyi did not seem to find it, and did not stop the metaphor from approaching.

So, just for a moment, the metaphor could no longer be close to Luo Wanyi.

But even if it was so close, Luo Wanyi did not have any reaction. Instead, she kept looking at the metaphor, "you, go and get my bag."Yu se held the mobile phone in her hand, and then suddenly, a silver needle pierced Luo Wanyi's head.

Yes, it really hit Luo Wanyi's head.

The needle was fast, hard and accurate. When it hit Luo Wanyi's head accurately, she felt cold and cold.

But no matter how cold it is, we should persist.

After pricking the needle, Yu se suddenly reached out and held Luo Wanyi's wrist. "Jingyao, hold your mother, don't let her move and pull out the silver needle on her head."

Mo Jingyao nodded slightly, and then went forward. In an instant, he restrained Luo Wanyi and made her unable to move.

Yu se didn't say why she wanted to prick the silver needle for Luo Wanyi, but he had seen it with his own eyes. It was a very mysterious acupuncture.

He only controlled Luo Wanyi, and Yu se took this opportunity to make a quick circle around luowanyi.

After a turn, Mo Jingyao found that seven silver needles had been laid before and after the turn.

Then, seven silver needles fell down. Luo Wanyi's eyes suddenly had divine color. She looked up at Yu Se and Mo Jingyao and said, "Jingyao, haven't you brought my bag? Mom has a headache. You can't do without that thing. "

"Do you have a bad headache?" The metaphor asked.

"I'm talking to my son, not to you. Don't interrupt, or believe me or I'll tear your mouth and you won't be able to speak again."

"Well, Luo Dong is really sick. It's a dead end, but he has to rush up like a moth to the fire. It's really a sin of his own."

"You're not going to live because you're guilty. You should pull out the silver needle from me."

"Are you sure?" Yu se looks at Luo Wanyi with a smile, but the smile only makes Luo Wanyi feel numb. It seems that Yu se has really pulled out the silver needle. She is afraid that it will be very miserable.