"Girl, tell me what hurt he?" Murong Yan was concise and to the point, without the slightest nonsense, and his eyes as strange and deep as a black hole kept flickering.

"Injured by the Tianxuan cannon." When Liu Lianyi's vermilion cherry lips said these words, Murong Yan's face immediately changed.

"How can this be" He couldn't help but shake his head, a little sorry on his face.

"Why is this injury difficult to treat" Liu Lianyi couldn't help but feel frightened, his medical skills were unparalleled, if he couldn't be cured, then Su Yanyue's situation was simply incalculable, did this kid really want to become a waste person for the rest of his life

Liu Lianyi couldn't help but be depressed, her subordinates, she always didn't want them to get hurt, and more importantly, she got along with people, so she gave birth to feelings, and she couldn't help but feel strange, cold feelings like she actually gave birth to compassion and pity.

"There's basically no cure." Murong Yan's black eyes were as bright as stars, the long and straight green silk poured down like splashed ink, floating in the wind, and the facial features of the axe carving knife had an unusual softness, the two were combined into one, so gorgeous that they were different customs, they were the most perfect and wonderful and ingenious works of art under God, and the faces that flashed with the light were full of seductive charm, dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Is there really no cure" Liu Lianyi looked at his beautiful face, his voice was a little hoarse, and his heart was very desolate, as if he had been suddenly thrown into an ice cellar, cold and desperate.

Murong Yan suddenly grabbed her wrist, and his obsidian-like sparkling eyes stared at her, "Does this person really have nothing to do with you?"

His heart suddenly gave birth to a lot of jealousy, he was jealous, even he himself felt a little incredible, I am afraid that the woman who can make him so jealous will not exist in the world except for the woman in front of him.

His lips trembled slightly, his eyes could breathe fire, and a monstrous wave rolled in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and he was a little jealous and crazy.

"What the hell do you want to do" Liu Lianyi's voice was low, his face was extremely unsightly, and he was gloomy as if a dark cloud was pressing down.

"Don't do anything" Murong Yan sat on the ground again, with a simple single movement, all handsome like sculptures, his eyes were lowered, and a shadow swept under his long and curly eyelashes.

"Sure enough, there is no cure," Liu Lianyi couldn't help but ask patiently again.

"There is no cure, you better go back and wait to collect the body" His calm face did not fluctuate for a moment, but it didn't seem like he was lying.

Liu Lianyi was a little angry, his face was flushed, and he said angrily: "Murong Yan, if you want to be a doctor, you don't want to be a doctor, why bother to pretend like this"

The night was already deep, and the watery moonlight brushed on Murong Yan's beautiful silhouette, leaving a faint halo, making people unable to see his expression clearly, and he didn't know whether he was sad, happy, happy or angry, his thin lips hooked lightly, and said indifferently: "I just said that there is basically no cure, but I didn't say that it can't be cured at all, anyway, I can't do anything if I don't learn art, but there are people outside the sky, it's not impossible." ”

Liu Lianyi heard what he said, knowing that there was still a turn for the better, his cold face eased a lot, and his tone softened: "Yan, don't buy Guanzi, tell me who can cure him, and I'll take someone to find him."

Murong Yan said sourly: "Is this subordinate so important to you?"

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