Chapter 4189

He took the sword and was pulled by the tree. He shouted, "what are you doing?"

Duanmuqing was scolded by her, which made her face a little confused. She whispered, "chop, chop this wrist..."

"Ah!" The tree sneers, "you are a strong man with a broken wrist. You don't feel any pain at all."

Qi Xuanxuan wiped her tears. "Brother Duanmu, let's think of another way."

The tree was so angry that it burned the little dead puppet bird that had been cut into several sections by Duanmu.

She can't help but recall that she was bitten by the corpse puppet released by you Hui in qianluo underground arena last time.

It's the little dead bird that bit her.

They always like to hide behind or in the body of a corpse puppet and give people a deadly strike at any time.

Duanmuqing looked at her helplessly and said in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao, if the corpse is controlled by the power of medicine, it will be replenished every two days, otherwise it will spread to my arm again."

"It's hard to guarantee that one day, I suddenly can't keep up with my medicine."

It's not as crisp as a strong man with a broken wrist.

Duanmuqing is not a person who likes to drag others down. Anyway, he bites his left wrist, which will not affect his daily sword.

Even if he bit his right wrist today, it would be a big deal if he practiced his left sword from scratch.

"Shut up!" He was scolded by the angry voice of the little face paralysis, and suddenly pressed a handful of ointment to his wound, which was very ferociously crushed by his little hand.

The pain made Duanmu Qingjun's face twitch slightly, but he could not bear to make a sound.

"Joe, Joe." Qi Xuanxuan was a little frightened and poked at the back of her hand.

Small facial paralysis face ugly, eyes cold eyes light, can be in front of the Duanmu frozen into slag.

This man doesn't speak much in ordinary days, but he doesn't seem to take his body seriously in every decision he makes.

Oh, it's really decisive!

A broken wrist? Probably in the mind is still thinking, fortunately is not the right wrist broken!

I want to kill him!

Mo Lian came over, raised her hand and clapped it on Duanmu's shoulder, pulled his hand and naturally penetrated the medicine.

Duanmuqing's eyes suddenly moved. He looked at the prince in surprise and said in a low voice, "God level?"

Apothecary!

He could feel that the power of medicine from the prince was at least one level higher than him.

If he is a heaven level herbalist, the prince is at least a god level herbalist.

It's really strong.

Duanmu Qingxin thought, a kind of awe for high-level pharmacists, spontaneously born.

"Well, hold it for a while. Joe will find a way. " Mo Lian glanced at him, and pulled the little guy's cool hands.

He touched her head peacefully. "Joe, it's OK."

"Ah!" A sneering laugh came in from outside the crowd.

I saw two rows of guards of Yaowang Island, and they came here with Ni Hanzhi arching like stars holding the moon.

When Miss Ni's face fell on the prince, it was very ugly.

A loud voice is to ask, "so you are both pharmacists! Then I asked in the city Lord's mansion, if there was a pharmacist, why didn't you make a sound? "

"Too selfish!" Ni Hanzhi looks at the two men in front of her coldly.

Both are good-looking people.

At this time, duanmuqing was injured and his face was stained with blood on his wrist. He was supported by Lu Yu on one side, but it did not affect the beauty of his Qingjun products, but added some beauty to his illness.