My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine

He took the sword, and was grabbed by Qiao Mu, yelling, "What are you doing?"

Duan Muqing was a little embarrassed by her scolding, and said in a low voice, "Cut, just cut this wrist..."

"Heh!" Qiao Mu sneered, "You are a strong man with a broken wrist. It doesn't hurt at all."

Qi Xuanxuan wiped her tears next to her, "Big Brother Duanmu, or let's think of another way."

Qiaomu was furious, and burned the small corpse puppet bird that had been chopped into several sections by Duanmuqing on the ground.

This hateful corpse puppet bird, she couldn't help but recalled that she was bitten by the corpse puppet released by the boy You Hui last time in the Qianluo Underground Arena.

It was this kind of little corpse puppet bird who bit her.

They always like to hide behind or inside the giant corpse puppet, and give people a fatal blow at any time.

Duanmuqing glanced at her helplessly, and whispered, "Qiaoqiao, if this corpse poison is controlled by medicinal power, I will replenish the medicinal power every two days, otherwise it will spread to my arm again." /

"It's hard to guarantee that one day, I suddenly can't keep up with the medicine..."

It's not as good as a strong man breaking his wrist.

Duan Muqing is not a person who likes to drag others down. Anyway, biting his left wrist will not affect his ability to hold the sword.

Even if he bit his right wrist today, it would be a big deal for him to practice his left-handed sword from the beginning.

"Shut up!!" Xiaomian paralyzed him angrily, slammed a handful of ointment to his wound, and crushed it very fiercely with his little hand.

The pain caused Duanmu Qingjun's face to twitch slightly, but he could not make a sound.

"Qiao, Qiao Qiao." Qi Xuanxuan was a little startled, and poked at the back of her hand.

Xiao Mian Paralyzed face is ugly, and the cold gaze in his eyes can freeze Duanmu in front of him into slag.

This person doesn't talk much on weekdays, but it seems that every time he makes a decision, he doesn't look at his body at all.

Heh, it's really decisive!

Broken wrist? Maybe I'm still thinking about it, but fortunately, it wasn't the right wrist that was broken!

I really want to kill him!

Mo Lin came over, raised her hand and patted Duan Muqing's shoulder, pulled his hand, and naturally penetrated the power of the medicine.

Duan Muqing's eyes suddenly moved, he looked at the prince in surprise, and whispered, "God-level?"

God-level pharmacist!

He can feel that the medicinal power from the prince is at least one realm higher than him.

If he is a heaven-level pharmacist, the prince is at least a god-level pharmacist.

It's really strong.

Duan Muqing thought in her heart that a kind of awe of high-level pharmacists spontaneously emerged.

"Okay, hold it under control for now~IndoMTL.com~ Qiao Qiao will think of a way." Mo Lin glanced at him, then pulled the little guy Liang Qinqin's little hand.

Touched her head comfortably, "Jojo, it's okay."

"Heh!" A sneer laugh came from the crowd.

I saw two rows of guards on Yaowang Island, and the stars came over Ni Hanzhi like a moon.

Miss Ni's face was very ugly when it fell on the prince.

As soon as I uttered a loud question, "It turns out that you are both pharmacists! Then I asked in the city lord's mansion, why didn’t you say anything when there was a pharmacist?"

"It's too selfish too!" Ni Hanzhi stared at the two men in front of him coldly.

Both of them are beautiful people.

At this time, Duan Muqing was injured, with blood stains on his face and wrists, and being supported by Lu Yu by the side did not affect his Qingjun and Li, on the contrary, it added a bit of beauty in illness.