Chapter 688: Whose Meat?

Seeing that Huaxin was indifferent, Chi Ming took the initiative to reach out to grab it, and Huaxin held the medicine jar in his arms and reprimanded him, "There are hundreds of rare herbs in this ointment, and it is hard to find gold, how can you be so bad." ”

"......" smoothed out, and now, Chi Ming regrets that he didn't let this woman read more medical books, and he can't even tell what kind of medicinal properties he is.

"There are hundreds of herbs in this, yes, the real effective is only three or two flavors, not to help wound healing, one of them is to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, and two flavors are embalming, the others are to hide people's eyes and ears, so that you can't notice that there is human flesh mixed here, in fact, this medicine can't cure sword wounds at all......"

Although the heart of the painting does not learn and does not know, it is extremely smart, after the three words of the red and a little bit, and then think that this medicine is specially used for her by the light and dust...... She immediately figured out how Heguang Tongchen was trying to stop her wound from getting worse.

Can...... Whose meat is this?

Why does it work wonders for the water of the gods?

She couldn't believe that Heguang Tongchen would kill people and cut flesh......

"Hey, girl, the deity is talking to you, are you listening!" Chi Ming, who was chattering a lot, suddenly found that the painting heart was actually ...... was distracted, so angry that he jumped like thunder, and jumped up to pinch her ears.

As soon as he jumped up, his half-untied pants fell off with a hula, and the whole person was almost naked.

Huaxin glanced at it unexpectedly, and his face instantly turned red to the base of his neck.

"Chi Ming" looked at the sky with his eyes, turned around with grief and indignation, "Quickly put your pants on!"

His more bechanting voice came from behind him, "The deity is injured and can't move, you help the deity wear." ”

"......" painting gritted his teeth in anger, and suddenly thought of the day when he read the nunnery again, and Shuyi was so naked and very ashamed to let her dress for him......

These two are really ...... A virtue!

But Shuyi is also her husband no matter how she says it, and it is reasonable to say it, where did this old demon get her face to let her change his clothes for him!

"Wear it yourself. ”

"No, I don't wear it. ”

Draw the heart, "......" Then you will be frozen when you are old......

Huaxin was about to leave, but Chi Ming pounced forward, holding her legs, "You wear it." ”

She pulled out her legs, but she couldn't pull them out, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, "Why should I dress you, you are not my son." ”

"The deity is your man. ”

"Phew, you're my daddy, always. ”

"It's your father, you have to wear it, how does the deity teach you, you have to respect the elderly, and you have to be filial. ”

Painting the heart, "......" these three views are very positive things you have always scoffed at, when did you teach this seat......

She thought that she must keep Qing Chu away from this old demon, otherwise the manufacturable materials with positive roots and red roots would be taught to be waste materials with improper views like her......

Thinking of Xiao Qingchu, Huaxin's eyes rolled, and she immediately had an idea, she picked a fruit in the air and smashed it into the window, shouting, "Son, come out and dress your grandfather, his pants are all off, and he is ashamed." ”

After a while, Xiao Qingchu, who had half a rotten fruit on his head, exposed most of his head on the window edge.

Just when he wanted to jump out of the window like his mother, the painting was afraid that he would fall, so he immediately reprimanded, "Don't climb the window, go out of the door." ”

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, why can you climb the window ............ But I can't......

Under the angry eyes of the painter, he was even more determined that this must be a fake mother!

So fierce!

It seems that she wants to beat him up when she sees him......

Eventually, the little guy succumbed to the obscenity of the painter, and fell from the windowsill, and after a while, the painter saw him staggering out of the door on two short legs.