And, in order to avoid leaking the temperature, the cup of that soup is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Well, this thing is very common in the Thirteen Pavilions.

As the young master of the Alchemy Alliance, myrrh is also common.

But the problem is that he is not in the mood to care whether the soup bowl and cup are hot or not, he just wants to smooth the taste of the bitter dead with cold water.

Damn, isn't it just that it tastes slightly bitter?

Why can't he, a person who grew up in a medicine jar freely, stand it at all?

A feeling of wanting to die made Myrrh very sad, and he completely regarded the soup as a lifesaver.

Outcome......

The hot sensation instantly filled the mouth, and the bitter taste was magnified a hundredfold in an instant.

The soup was too hot to swallow.

But if you spit it out, the bitter taste will fill your taste buds and fill your mouth.

I don't want to think about it again.

So, myrrh swallowed the piping hot rabbit broth and the terrible bitterness.

There is a feeling of dying once.

I wanted to speak, but countless big bubbles burned out of my mouth, and my tongue and entire throat ached as I spoke.

He wanted to drugged himself too.

But the feeling of the bitter death was too strong, and with just a little medicine, he had a feeling that he was going to die again.

It hurts and suffers, the feeling of dying and living, and the abuse is so bad that the whole person collapses.

angrily ripped off the colored yarn hat, he was unhappy, and he also wanted others to suffer together. But at this time, everyone was so abused by the smell of bitter death that no one cared how scary his face was.

Because, under that high-intensity bitter taste, everyone's facial features are distorted to the point of being hideous and terrifying.

Looking at the past like this, his flowery face is actually normal.

But there is no medicine, there is no schadenfreude at all, the whole person is extremely painful, and he feels the taste of the bitterness spreading to the flesh and blood.

It's simply that life is better than death, life is better than death.

And yet, in the midst of so many.

Mo Crimson's performance was very calm, because he didn't eat at all.

In this regard, Mo Crimson Bai said that he was a person who had eaten, and he wanted to do it again? Really, stupid? Fenghua's words, others didn't listen to it, but he did. Therefore, not touching is the king.

Obedient children always have good fruit to eat, and they will not be unlucky. Mo Crimson is the one, the one who listens to the most elegant words.

As for the disobedient behavior, that is, when he took advantage of the myrrh and was not paying attention, he threw his little bit into the soup bowl of myrrh.

It seems that it is really not ordinary suffering.

The poor myrrh here was invisibly overshadowed by a crybaby, and Fenghua, who was running wildly on the other side, felt that he had finally gotten rid of those sufferers.

Fenghua thought that Mo Crimson was pulled away by himself, so even if there was myrrh left, myrrh could use gold to stone people to death, so he simply put his mind at ease.

"Whew, finally the person is gone." Hiding in the big tree, Fenghua looked at the people below, and chased away in all directions, but no one looked at the tree, and he must have it in his heart.

But turn around, and wait!

Why is this person's head covered with the colored yarn hat of myrrh?

Did she accidentally drag the myrrh here?

What about the ink crimson?