She didn't believe that her mother was a ruthless and ruthless woman.

"...... There must have been some hardship to have to leave. Yun Chengcheng caressed the violet jade pendant and muttered, the voice was very soft, as if the wind could disperse as soon as it blew.

It doesn't matter if she is the concubine of the Yun family or not.

She just wants to earn a name for her mother, and the dead old man refuses to let go!

Mobai has always been there.

He saw everything just now.

She dismissed the idle servants in the house, she repaired the eyeliner sent by King Lan, and she righteously rejected Yun Xuan, not compromising for a title.

I also heard her say, "King Mo is powerful, King Mo is down, for me, it makes no difference." I'm marrying him as a person, not something else that life doesn't bring with me death."

Although she knew, she didn't say these things because she liked herself. Most likely just because they don't care.

But there is still a trace of long-lost warmth in his heart.

Yun Chengcheng was stronger than he imagined, and there was no weakness at all, and her resolute and resolute methods when she was in charge of the house were not like a woman, but more like a ruthless man.

She rested for a while, turned her head, and saw the "husband" lying on the bed.

"It's time for a dressing change."

Yun Chengcheng got up and got busy again.

She began to inspect the wound of King Mo, and the powder sprinkled on it, although it did not allow new flesh to grow, but at least the corrosion on the torso had completely stopped, and there were still some limbs that were corroding, but it was not so serious, and there would be no more black and red blood.

Those twisted and terrible curse marks still existed, scurrying in the flesh and bones of the skeletons.

Yun Chengcheng's heart moved.

Stretch out your right hand.

The white martial soul immediately appeared obediently in the palm of his hand, exuding a faint snow glow.

Seeing the terrifying black-red curse marks on the limbs of the Ink King, the white martial soul was excited, and it knew that it was time for its meal again, so it opened its "mouth", revealing two rows of white shark serrations, and white mucus dripping, as if drooling.

"Crunch-"

One Spell Seal, Two Spell Seals, Ten Spell Seals...... The white martial spirit chewed heavily, still with a sound, and was so unhappy to eat.

A quarter of an hour's effort.

Fifty more spell seals, swallowed into his stomach.

The white martial soul also burped very humanely, and flew back to Yun Chengcheng's hand with great satisfaction, rubbing it next to her palm, like a good child begging for praise.

"Go ahead." Yun Chengcheng knew that when the little guy was full, it was time to sleep.

Or, to put it more technically, to parse the swallowed marks.

This time, it's the same as last time.

It is also part of the Corrosive Blood Curse.

After the white martial spirit returned to the body. Yun Chengcheng began to help King Mo clean up the newly produced carrion on his limbs, and it was still the same step, excision, medicine, and bandaging.

It's easier said than done.

By the time the carrion on his limbs was cleaned up, it was already two hours later, and Yun Chengcheng was also tired, sitting on a chair and panting, it took a long time to recover.

Mo Bai felt very comfortable.

There were seven of the most vicious curses on his body, and by now, the first Jealousy Curse King's corrosive curse mark had been devoured.

He suffered a full seventh less pain.