staring at his wife and seeing everything.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

What?

She asked the housekeeper, the first was not to ask herself, but to ask if the house was good, and after asking the house, the second thought of her husband.

Is he that unimportant?

Does she not care about herself at all?

Lose......

However, his crippled body, that ghostly look, doesn't seem to be worth caring about for a perfect girl like her.

Thinking about it like this, I was even more disappointed......

"Sister Allure, didn't you just get three Locking Yang Grass, hurry up and take them to King Mo to use." Qingluan's little devil-like loli voice sounded, "The medicine given to him before is definitely not as effective as Suoyang Grass, without further ado, you also hope that he will recover soon, right?" ”

After this reminder, Yun Chengcheng nodded and said, "Well, A-Qing, you are right. ”

Qingluan grinned (#^.^#)

Not forgetting to face the mid-air, a certain wife-staring madman winked mischievously.

Mo Bai: "......"

Suddenly I wanted to strangle this damn bird to death.

This is completely a huge stumbling block on the road of love between him and Xiao Chengcheng!

After Qingluan's reminder, Yun Chengcheng immediately headed towards the black white room. To be exact, it was also her and his new house. The wedding night is still vivid.

Half a cup of tea, and you arrive at your destination.

Yun Chengcheng saw that in the new house, everything was as before.

The furnishings of the house are generally the same as before she left. The candlestick of the golden crane and silver lamp, the red candle with the thickness of the arm, depicted the auspicious pattern of the dragon and phoenix, burned half of it.

His gaze flickered and landed on the bed.

Steward Xu really didn't lie to her, she took care of it very cleanly, not like when she first met King Mo, there were traces of dirty blood on the floor. The sheets were clean and there were no blood stains on the tents.

Lying on the sickbed, King Mo was wearing an ink-colored silk robe, and his exposed hands, feet, and neck were still skull-shaped, only the part of the skull, and flesh and blood. But his face was covered with ugly and distorted curse marks, and it looked terrifying.

"Huh? Wrong. ”

Yun Chengcheng frowned slightly, and found something unusual.

Qingluan subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yun Chengcheng said in a deep voice: "When I left, he was only half of his face covered with curse marks, how did he come back and his whole face was covered with curse marks?" ”

Qingluan ̄□ ̄||

Big guy, you're a cow!

Big guy, I'm convinced!

In order not to be exposed, big guy, you are really going farther and farther on the road of self-destruction!

"It can't be that it has worsened and the condition has become serious." Yun Chengcheng couldn't help but be a little worried, stepped forward, sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned down, and seriously helped Mo Bai take his pulse, pressing several large acupoints around him, and at the same time breaking his closed eyelids and checking his physical condition.

Qingluan raised his head and communicated with the divine consciousness soul of a certain big guy in mid-air: "Could it be that this is the legendary, and you don't even want your face?" ”

The old god Mobai was saying: "In order to chase his wife, what is the face." ”

Qingluan = mouth =

How can there be a feeling of losing.

The big guy is shameless.

"Aren't you afraid, she will not like you because you are ugly?"

Mo Bai looked at the collapse below, his miserable face, and fell into deep thought.

After a moment of silence, he said, "She's not that kind of person, just let it be." ”

Qingluan shook his head and pouted: "Looks are still very important, big guy." What's the use of having only an interesting soul if you don't look good in the first place? ”