Chapter 896

"I see."

Mo Xiyan nodded and looked around, "let's go quickly. This is not a good place to talk."

Murong Yu agreed to carry the king, so they went to the city as soon as possible. They had originally bought it as a temporary foothold, but they didn't use it.

Mo Xiyan ordered them to buy it on the sixth day of junior high school on a whim. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can only have two eyes and one black. I don't know where to rest.

The yard is not far from here. It takes only a few minutes to arrive.

After arriving, Mo Xiyan found that they had already arrived here on the second day of junior high school.

They even cooked dinner, just waiting for them to come back.

You told me before? Mo Xiyan looks at Murong Yu.

Um. Murong Yu nodded lightly.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy. Mo Xiyan sighed and went up to the table and lowered his head to eat.

"On the second day of junior high school, check the situation of King lie?"

Murong put King lie on the master's chair. He calmly walked to Mo Xiyan's side and put chopsticks and vegetables into her bowl before continuing to eat.

Eating, the second day came in a hurry.

"Master, princess, maybe you should come and have a look by yourself. King lie is a little bad."

Mo Xiyan raised his head and thought about the state they brought back to King lie.

So she hurried to finish the last meal. She pulled Murong Yu up and said, "go."

When I ran to the backyard and saw King lie, he was naked and soaked in a bucket of water with green leaves.

Mo Xiyan came forward and looked. Well, it's hemostatic grass.

Another fishing, as well as Qingling grass, earth and rock, and Amoy Amoy Amoy, unexpectedly floating several tonics such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.

What a loser. Don't cherish Yan's hand silently.

"What's the situation?" Murong Yu was in the dark guard, the fourth day of junior high school with good medical skills.

"Back to the Lord, King lie is afraid that he will die soon. Even if he is hung with a big tonic, he is afraid that he will not live for ten days."

The fourth day of junior high school replied coldly that even if he was a machine without emotion, he didn't bring a little emotional fluctuation in the whole process.

"How did you get hurt?" Murong asked again.

It seems that he didn't feel much, just to save.

Mo Xiyan just wanted to say that he had no conscience. On second thought, it was the limit for a demon to use something for him under the skin of distracted Murong Yu.

What's more, are you really compassionate? She's suspicious.

"There are all kinds of injuries." on the fourth day of junior high school, he walked to the edge of the bucket and pulled down the strong king. He had no scruples about the presence of the lady Mo Xiyan.

Mo Xiyan doesn't matter. After all, she has been a doctor for almost two years. What formation have you never seen? Naturally, you won't be afraid to see a fruit man's body.

But Murong Yu refused.

His face turned black in an instant.

With a big hand, he tore open the curtains in the room and directly covered King lie's body.

"Go ahead."

Fourth day... Under the icy surface, it seems that tens of thousands of grass mud horses have run collectively.

Almost unable to suppress the power of the famine in his heart, he yelled at Murong Yu.

Nya, you've covered all the people. How can you say you're hurt?

"Do you mind?" Mo Xiyan took a look at the fourth day of junior high school and turned to ask Murong Yu.

"Dirty." Murong Yu was outspoken and said again, "it's not good-looking yet."

Once this word came out, more than the fourth day of junior high school was covered with black lines.

The presence of the second day with Mo Xiyan also followed the black line.

One is v587 who laments his master, and the other is ashamed and angry to kill.

But for the sake of something important, Mo Xiyan just stared at someone, turned around and lifted the curtain without hesitation.

At the same time, he looked at King lie and said, where is the whole body light fruit?

Is Mingming still wearing underpants?

Murong Yu's face was still very black.

Even if you know that in a world once, men and women could walk around with bare arms and legs, you still couldn't suppress the black gas all over.

He kept biting his teeth and brushing. Damn it, he dared to pollute his woman's eyes. It was unforgivable and wanted to kill.

Don't cherish Yan, but no matter how bad Murong Yu's mood is.

Now to her, it's time to talk about patients.

So she ignored Murong Yu, who was black all over, and looked at the fourth day of junior high school, "say it."

It's the fourth day of junior high school.

Seriously and professionally, he explained while pointing to the scars on King lie.

When he was halfway through his explanation and saw that he was about to say the lower part of his body, Murong Yu pushed Mo Xiyan to one side of the visual blind spot. He stood there again and covered it a little more. Then he looked at the fourth day of the first day, nodded and signaled that he could continue to start.

The fourth day of junior high school took a deep breath, and then continued to talk. He even turned over the part of a chrysanthemum prefix. In order to make everyone see clearly, he deliberately put his legs to the maximum.

"Not only that, in addition to the obvious injuries and hidden mouths on Wang Lie's body, there have been serious tears here. As for why it was torn, I guess it should be by someone..."

"OK, the fourth day of junior high school, don't say it again, we all understand." the second day of junior high school saw Murong Yu's eyes getting colder and colder. He hurried forward and interrupted the fourth day's still talking mouth and directly extended, "master, it's still the fourth day of junior high school. We can leave first."

This second day of junior high school is very interesting, very good and worthy of praise.

Murong Yu looked at the second day of junior high school with appreciation, turned around and pulled Mo Xiyan. His expression collapsed instantaneously, "Yan Yan, let's continue to eat. I remember I let them stew a chicken. It should be ready by now."

Mo Xiyan understands what they mean. Of course, she doesn't have any opinion now. After all, Wang Lie's injury has been understood. It seems that it's really useless to stay here again.

She just couldn't figure it out.

Noble king lie, who did this to him?

If it's Murong he, his son, what's the matter with the injury of a chrysanthemum?

Mo Xiyan doesn't believe that as a person, he can still be interested in this.

"Some people can't understand, and tearing doesn't mean they have to do that."

Murong Yu's voice sounded on her side.

As soon as Mo Xiyan looked back, he found that he had come back and sat in his original position. There was no one next to him.

She thought again about what she had just said to Murong Yu. She couldn't help but be thankful that there was no one, otherwise she really didn't have to see anyone.

"Master, princess, here comes the eight treasure duck."

She just breathed a sigh of relief. On the second day of junior high school, she took a plate of ducks and went straight into the house. With a slap, she put down the ducks and turned away crisp.

But how do you look at this back? It seems to have the meaning of running away in panic