Chapter 1484： Extra 12

In the space, the tub is filled with Lingquan. Generally, the chickens can't swim, but the tyrants are special in the world. It is like a swan, swimming in this pot of spring, bathing, drinking water... here is its small world.

On the other hand, Mo Qingfeng was soaked in Lingquan, her veil had been taken off, and the red spots left by the needles were much better after being coated with anti-inflammatory muscle cream. Soaking in Lingquan, the mark was obviously faded. a lot of.

She believes that she will take down the anti-inflammatory muscle cream she has studied, and then she will pin the needle every other day. Every day, the ugly mark will disappear completely within half a month.

After the completion of Lingquan, Mo Qingfeng entered the laboratory to study various secret medicines. If she wanted to survive better in this Rosen mainland, she would rely on this laboratory to refine more secret medicines.

The secret medicines she has studied are divided into two types, one is a good medicine, the medicine for treating various diseases; the other is a poison, a poison for killing people.

Mo Qingfeng's research drug is still superb. Shemu knows that she wants to be a special soldier and teaches her very seriously.

Moreover, Song Worry also taught her some Chinese medicine practitioners. She went to learn a lot. I didn't expect that what I learned and came here can be used.

In the past few days, relying on the memory of the original Lord, she has figured out the situation in this world. She is very clear about what kind of good medicines are sold in this age. It is also clear that what poisons are preventable. She can now possess poison in all parts of her body. As long as she is embarrassed, her position in this world will be stable!

For several days in a row, the ink winds were spent in space and cold water, and did not step out of the cold water pavilion.

This day, she came out of space, it was night.

Tonight, the Eight Kings Palace is different from the usual night. The lights are bright tonight, and the courtyard of the Lengshui Pavilion is illuminated. The Qianqing wind stands in the front yard, but it feels a hurricane and rain from the main hall.

What happened?

Mo Qingfeng frowned, holding the world of the tyrants and walking out of the cold water pavilion, walking along the promenade to the main hall.

In the hallway, she met a rushing look, and she saw her scared, "Wang... Wang Hao..."

Mo Qingfeng’s murder of more than 20 men, such as the devil, has been raging. Now, the entire Eight Kings, who once bullied her, will be scared and changed their face, for fear that they will fall like Yiyun. The end.

"What happened?" Mo Qingfeng squatted and squinted at the main hall.

"Back to Wang Hao, Grandma... Grandma..."

Mo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Dead?"

He kept nodding and was scared to look blue. Mo Qingfeng let go of her and said coldly, "Come on."

Mo Qingfeng sneaked a smile, not yet seven days, so starved to death so soon?

It’s not fun to be so easy to die.

Since it was Yiyunyun who died, she didn't have to go to join in the fun. She was walking around in the neighborhood, and the night tonight was so beautiful!

Chu Muchen? Mo Qingfeng stopped and his face suddenly cooled down.

At the edge of the lotus pond, Chu Muchen took a white long gown, and the figure stood tall and standing there. The night wind blew, and the dress danced like a faint stream of water under the night.

Mo Qingfeng turned and left, Chu Muchen suddenly turned around, the cold and ruthless voice came from behind her: "Mu Qingfeng, you are so poisonous, a good person, you are tortured to death, you are happy now Already?"

Mo Qingfeng slowly turned around and looked at the cold and indifferent Chu Muchen. She did not wear a veil and her face was coated with anti-inflammatory cream. The color was darker than the original birthmark. At this time, she looked even more ugly. The twinkling of the cold scorpion flashed, making Chu Muchen very unhappy.

"Eight princes, talk to go through the brain, what is it that I am tortured and die? If it is not my blessing, I think I have been buried in the back of the forest. Now the body has rotted, and there is still a chance to stand here with you. Speaking? I know that the Eight Kings have always loved Yiyunyun. Now she has become a starving ghost. You are very sad and very sad. I understand this very well. But I want to ask you, her life is life, my life is Not a life?"

She took a step and walked gently to the front of Chu Muchen. The cold Huaihua changed and looked at him femininely. She stretched out the white jade and pointed the fingers of his fiery fingers gently to his heart. Chu Muchen The heart screamed and looked at her deeply, her eyes, such behavior, which made him very unhappy.

Mo Qingfeng looked up and stared at him deeply. "Wang Ye, if I can't live, you know that Yi Yunyun and Zhao Minjing killed me. You will run to them to train them and say that they are cruel?"

"..." Chu Muchen Yu Hua is even deeper, will it? Will he run to them and say that they are cruel? Should not, the life and death of Mo Qingfeng, what is the relationship with him?

Seeing him without words, Mo Qingfeng sighed in disappointment and said with a sigh of relief: "Hey, I know, in your heart, my life is not life, you must be thinking about my life and death. What is the relationship, I am just an ugly one."

Chu Muchen glimpsed, slightly raised her eyebrows and looked at her indifferently. What did she know in her heart?

Indeed, her life and death, what is the relationship with him?

Mo Qingfeng changed his face and quickly restored her original indifference. The cold eyes looked a little disgusting and looked at Chu Muchen. He said: "I don't care if someone else has me in my heart, my own life in my heart. More than the sky, others do not commit me, I absolutely do not commit others, if others commit me, I will never spare it! Eight princes, even in your heart, my life is like a referral, but you can not say that I am cruel, if Iraq Light cloud is in the Wangfu, and does not provoke me, I will never do this to her! Also, you are not qualified to say how cruel and ruthless I am, even my own woman can not control, even more cruel people are you not me! You don't want to be in front of me. You are so distressed that I will go to the hall to wait for her, don't blame me."

"Mu Qingfeng, what is your attitude?" Chu Muchen looked at her indifferently. After all, he was the Eight Kings, her husband, and the husband was a god. Even if he was wrong, she should not use such a tone. And the attitude to speak to him, except his mother, even the dead Queen Mother did not disrespect him.

Mo Qingfeng smiled coldly. "What attitude do you have? I am an attitude. I don't want to smile. You are good at me. My attitude towards you will naturally not go bad."

"Mu Qingfeng, this king is your husband, please respect some of your attitude towards the king! Otherwise, you will feel better in the days to come!" Chu Mu said with dissatisfaction.

Mo Qingfeng feels funny, this is her crossing here to hear the best laughter, she caressed the **** in her arms, condensed in the light, looking at Chu Muchen like a smile, "You admit that it is me. Do you have a husband? But I don't admit that you are my husband. I don't have to have respect for you. Have you forgotten it? I was married to it, and it was with me on the night of the house night. As for my future days, It’s good, it’s not that you have the final say.”