Chapter 124: I'll Do It for You
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"Don't worry, the master of the Young Alliance of the Dignified Medicine Refining Alliance will personally treat Xiao Yu, and in a short time, Xiao Yu will definitely be alive."
Di Moxuan's thin lips hooked slightly, and he stood behind Ye Qingluo, clenching her tight pink fist.
Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips, and the light under her eyes was cold: "I was just thinking, I should have cut off her limbs and castrated her in the jar!" ”
"I'll do it for you." Emperor Moxuan lowered his head and rested it on Ye Qingluo's shoulder.
His five fingers were strongly inserted between the five fingers of the night, and his ten fingers were interlocked.
The woman's petite body is clenched by the man's broad chest.
Ye Qingluo is not very used to it, his cheeks are red, and his breathing becomes rapid.
She struggled, and Di Moxuan's arm tightened.
His wicked and handsome face had a very shallow smile.
"This ...... It's ......"
Mu Zifei's expression was a little strange.
He squinted at his brother, and then looked at Di Moxuan, speculating about his relationship with Ye Qingluo.
"The purple robe is alluring, and the elegance is peerless...... Presumably, Your Excellency is the Lord of the Imperial Palace, Lord Emperor. ”
Mu Zifan withdrew the hand that pierced the needle, looked at Emperor Moxuan with a warm gaze, and smiled.
It's just that when his eyes fell on the hands of the two of them with interlocking fingers and the same ring on their hands, his eyes dimmed slightly.
Emperor Moxuan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he tightened his slender waist like a declaration, and nodded indifferently; "Xiao Yu is personally treated by the master of the Young Alliance, and the deity must be grateful."
"The doctor is a savior and a savior, and there is no need for thanks." Mu Zifan smiled lightly, "What's more, Miss Seven is my friend." ”
The two men, with their eyes in pair, seemed to have set off a storm.
"Who...... Who told you to do it! ”
The night clears and does not notice the dark tide between the two men.
Seeing the two brothers of the Mu family, their eyes were fixed on her.
Her cheeks were even more red, and she lifted her foot and stomped on Di Moxuan's instep fiercely.
Nima!
What the hell is this man trying to make trouble!
It's okay to do something to her in private, in front of so many people, she still looks like she is intimate!
Thank you to Mu Zifan, and she should also thank you!
What thank you did he say to Mao for Xiaoyu, and he would like to thank him again?
Mom!
What the heck!
Lord Emperor, you can't be a bad brain, right?
The night was clear and the wind was messy.
Fortunately, Mu Zifan didn't delve into this problem, turned around, and continued to administer needles to Ye Fengyu.
Mu Zifei felt the weirdness of the atmosphere in the room, coughed dryly, and changed the topic; "Miss Seven, whose limbs did you say you were going to cut off? Could it be ...... Did you avenge the Eighth Young Master? ”
"Hmm." When it comes to Ye Qingling, Ye Qingluo's struggle is a little smaller, and her eyes are also covered with a layer of coldness, "I broke her muscles." ”
"Lean ......"
Mu Zifei's mouth opened wide, and he looked at Ye Qingluo in disbelief, and his fingers kept shaking: "You...... You actually broke her veins? She's your fourth sister. ”
"So what?" Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"I mean, you're not afraid...... Your father ......" Mu Zifei saw that she had misunderstood what she meant, and waved her hand again and again.
Immediately wrinkled his brows worriedly, "Your fourth sister is in the Ye family, she is considered a middle-class and upper-class mystery, you ruined her, and your father is only afraid that it is ......."
As one of the four great families, the Mu family naturally had some understanding of the Sanquan Sect.
It is also clear that the night maniac is extremely disgusted with the night Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo ruined a mystic person in the Ye family, how could Ye Tianmad let her go?
"Afraid? Since I dare to do it, there is nothing to fear. A chill erupted from the bottom of the night's eyes.
Can the night madness come out for the night spirit?
Is he qualified?