Looking at his panicked appearance and snorting, Feng Ge couldn't help laughing, her acting skills are still very useful.

Still, "What is that sacrifice he is talking about?" Seeing the figure of the Demon Emperor disappear from sight, Feng Ge couldn't help but ask.

"How do I know?" Knowing the sea, he said slowly.

"What do you want?" Glancing faintly at the night, Feng Ge said in disgust.

Nights," !! "I want to strangle this damn girl!

But the most important thing now is the antidote for my mother, and when I find the antidote, I will take my brother away and fly away, and I don't care about her sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Feng Ge immediately stopped being entangled.

On the second day, at noon, following Luo Tianchen, Feng Ge finally found the so-called Si Yao Palace, standing in front of the palace gate, he could smell the strong smell of medicine inside.

"Is the pharmacist here?" Standing in front of the palace, Luo Tianchen knocked on the palace door.

"No," came a feeble voice.

"And who's talking now?" Luo Tianchen asked.

"The drug officer who is preparing to commit suicide." Another voice came.

Luo Tianchen Fengge glanced at each other, and in the next moment, bang! With a bang, he slammed open the palace door.

Looking at the young man on the beam of the house who was about to hang himself, Feng Singer immediately flew out of an ice blade.

Bang! With a bang, the man on the beam immediately fell to the ground, "Didn't you say, don't stop me, let me die?" Why are you holding me back, why? The man said with a look of chagrin.

The moment he raised his head, he faced a big knife, "I'm sorry, I didn't figure it out just now, I'll help you!" Feng Ge said, the knife in his hand gestured at the man's neck, it was difficult to live, and it was not easy to die.

The man's face turned white immediately, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, "No need, no need." "Carefully move the sword to the side.

"You're welcome, I'm professional, absolutely painless, non-traumatic, and there are no sequelae." Feng Ge said with a serious face.

"No, not really." Looking at Feng Ge, the man said.

And Feng Ge didn't seem to hear his words at all, "Trouble close your eyes, I'm going to start." Feng Ge said, the knife in his hand fell with a bang!

"Help!!" The man exclaimed, his eyes snapping shut in fright.

Time passes minute by minute, and there is no imaginary pain!

Is it really painless, fast, and he's dead?

The man cautiously opened his eyes and immediately aimed at the blade that was only 0.01 meters away from him.

"Do you still want to die?" Looking at the man, Feng Ge asked.

The man shook his head busily.

"Tell me, why do you want to die?" Retracting the knife, Feng Ge sat down leisurely on the side, Xiao Chen's eyes swept around, and he placed all the pastries in the entire Si Yao Palace in front of Feng Ge very well, and then, very obediently, stood behind and beat Feng Ge's back.

Absolute national good brother.

The man sighed, and sat down opposite Feng Ge with a sad face, and Feng Ge noticed that it was a handsome man who looked to be in his twenties, wearing simple plain clothes, with an obvious smell of medicine on his body, it should be the legendary medicine officer, Yan Qing.

"If you had the same experience as me, you wouldn't want to live." Yan Qing said with a traumatized face.

"Then you have to talk about it first." Feng Ge said.

"I don't have any big ambitions in my life, I just want to spend the rest of my life with the only woman I love the most." Sitting opposite Feng Ge, Yan Qing said

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