Chapter Seventy-One: Shared Tribulation (4)

"You have lost too much blood and it takes you so long to take your pulse, it seems that it is necessary for this king to throw you back to the Intoxicating Valley to learn medical skills again!"

Drunk Qingfeng's lips trembled, he was wronged!

The paradise of the intoxicating valley is a healer, but it is a hell of drunken breeze!

The children of the drunken family lived an inhuman life before they were minors!

If you want him to go back, it's better to kill him with a knife!

"How do you recuperate!" Feng Yan didn't care about his drunken and bitter melon-like face, and said directly.

It took a long time for the drunken breeze to react slowly, "Ginseng ......"

Feng Yan: "Bring the thousand-year-old blood ginseng obtained from the looting of the Western merchants' tribute." ”

Steward Qin: "...... "The prince is there for you to make up for your body."

Drunk Qingfeng blinked his eyes and then plucked out his ears, and after making sure that he had heard correctly, he tentatively said with Feng Yan's expression, "Blood Lingzhi." ”

Feng Yan snorted coldly, "Go and bring the blood lingzhi that was moved from the Chenwang Mansion." "What kind of precious thing did he think he had! It turned out to be the goods that King Chen could have!

Drunk Qingfeng trembled the corners of his mouth: "A thousand things are withered." ”

Feng Yan: "Go and bring the withered vine that I snatched from the Intoxicating Valley." ”

Drunk Qingfeng continued to tremble, "Ah Yan, you were a robber in your last life. ”

Q: Is one of so many things his own?

A: No! No! Not! Yes!

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, looking like do you dare to have an opinion!

Drunk Qingfeng immediately didn't dare to speak, but pulled the corners of his mouth: "Qian Xuezi." "This thing is not expensive, but only Mobei has it.

Feng Yan: "Qin Qi rides the king's drunken horse, and the king of tomorrow wants to see Qian Xuezi." ”

Qin Qi: "...... "Lord Wang, do you want to be tired of drunk Qianju or do you want to exhaust him to death!"

The drunken breeze has completely collapsed!

Ah, are you sure you're really trying to play with the woman on the bed?!

If so, can he wail and beg to play! Please!

And the heart of Steward Qin on the side was also dripping blood, he cautiously glanced at Feng Yan, and struggled to speak: "Lord Wang, don't you want to break this woman's body into ten thousand pieces?" It's not bad that she just died. "There's no need to waste so many good things in their Fengwang Mansion.

It's not so easy to rob the Western merchant tribute, ransack the Chenwang Mansion, and rob the Drunken Valley!

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced up at Steward Qin, who immediately shut up, and didn't dare to gasp.

It is said that women's hearts are needles, is this the rhythm of their family going to be transgender!

Feng Yan glanced at the woman lying on the bed, and felt a little inexplicable in her heart.

After a long time, he snorted lightly, he wanted to do whatever he wanted!

As long as he wants, why not!

As for why she was given so many genius treasures, Feng Yan subconsciously touched her chin, and it took a long time to come up with an excellent reason!

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he nodded secretly, accepting the idea in his heart.

This woman's true appearance can be described as ugly, how can such an ugly woman be so thin?

So he's going to have to make it up to her!

The drunk Qingfeng on the side looked at Feng Yan for a while and nodded for a while, looking at the sky speechlessly.

This world is fantastic!

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Chang Geyue felt in a drowsy state that her limbs seemed to have a warm current flowing slowly, and finally gathered in her lower abdomen, gathering little by little, melting and gathering, until they were completely gathered together.

And she herself slept more and more deeply.