Dark Mist (3)
There are a lot of things in her house, a bunch of dirty people, she wants to take drugs, poisons, aphrodisiacs to defend herself.
"You don't want these pills? So what do you want? "The cold pharmacist is very puzzled, isn't the world hungry for these pills and going crazy?
Su Luo said what was in his heart very sincerely.
As a result, the cold pharmacist was furious, his eyes glared at the boss, and he almost ate people, and said angrily: "How can the old man refine those inferior medicines that only junior alchemists can refine?" You look down on the old man too much! Do you know that every pill here can be exchanged for a cart of pills you want! ”
Facing the cold pharmacist's illiterate eyes, Su Luo felt deeply inferior.
It turned out that every pill here could be a cart of drugs, and she really didn't know the goods.
The cold medicine master snorted and flicked his sleeves into the inner room.
Su Luo found a corner where no one was around, and cautiously put the small box of pills into the space.
Produced by the cold pharmacist, it will be extraordinary. Before she was promoted to a high-level alchemist, this box of pills was still very useful to her.
In the inner room, Nangong Liuyun lay quietly on the bed, his black black hair was scattered behind his head like ink, and there was a pool of dark red blood on the chest of the brocade robe, but it still couldn't hide the brilliance of his standing out from the crowd.
Because of the pain, even if he was unconscious, his face was still gloomy like ice that had accumulated for three thousand years, his hands were clenched into fists, clenched hard, the green tendons were bulging, and his face was full of bloodthirsty and murderous aura.
Even if he is sick, he still has the air of a noble king, and his whole body exudes a domineering spirit of killing and decisiveness.
"Feed him this potion." After inspecting Nangong Liuyun's injuries, the cold pharmacist said to Su Luo.
At the signal of the cold pharmacist, Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun up, let his cold and stiff body lean on him, and fed the bowl of black medicine into his mouth with difficulty.
When the elixir was first entered, Nangong Liuyun did not have any special reaction.
After about half an hour, the potion began to produce medicinal effects on Nangong Liuyun's body.
"Untie his clothes." The cold pharmacist commanded loudly.
Su Luo undid his purple belt and pulled his white dark striped robe apart, revealing his strong, faintly shiny chest.
His chest was a faint porcelain white, and there were large drops of cold sweat flowing down it, cold sweat was dripping, and each one was shining with amber light, like crystal teardrops.
At this time, he was short of breath, and his porcelain white chest fell together, looking completely wild and sexy, and Su Luo, who saw it, swallowed his saliva hotly.
Unexpectedly, when I peeled off my clothes, this figure was really charming, almost perfect.
Broad shoulders and narrow hips, perfect golden inverted triangle proportions, fine skin texture, well-defined lines, strong and powerful, and without a trace of fat, bodybuilding mixed with wild and evil charm, it seems that a glance will make people think about it.
I saw that the brilliance around him was circulating, shining like stars in the sky, and the dazzling was almost impossible to take off people's eyes.
Su Luo looked at the cold pharmacist in puzzlement, and the cold pharmacist bowed his head and said: "It is worthy of His Royal Highness the King of Jin with excellent qualifications, even if he is in a coma, he can still advance to the seventh order by relying on his own meridian circulation." ”
This is the seventh order? Su Luo's beautiful eyes flowed, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, the cold pharmacist said secretly: "It's not good! ”