My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Number Fourteen

　　 Qiao Mu did not refuse when he heard this. It is now mid-June. If the law of the previous life is not reversed and the time is right, fifteen days later, that is, the first day of July, there will be an outbreak. A terrible disaster, the disaster of corpse puppets.

　　 At that time, survival in this chaotic world will be more difficult than it is now.

　　 medicine is used by everyone. After applying this ointment, the wound feels no longer painful, the bleeding effect is excellent, and the color of the scar becomes lighter immediately, which is very different from the low-grade medicine circulating in the world. The distinction must be an excellent quality medicine.

　　Since someone gave her a generous gift, please accept it.

　　 "Okay, the wound will basically scab at night, and when you wake up from sleep, your little hands will recover." The boy held her thin wrist and blew gently, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

　　 Qiao Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes sharply at him, what about being a pharmacist? Still blowing! She knew that after the corpse puppets of the previous life broke out, a group of people with special abilities appeared besides the profound master, including pharmacists with medicinal powers.

　　 If you are a high-level pharmacist, it is true that you can blow away the wounds of a person with two breaths, but the premise is that you have to be a pharmacist! ! And you have to be senior pharmacist or above! You breathe and breathe with medicinal power, and you can heal the crowd by blowing two breaths of medicinal power casually.

　　 But boy, you are not a pharmacist! Qiao Mu drew his little hand, but still didn't take it back, so he glared at him. Okay, you! I've been bandaged with good medicine, and still don't let it go?

　　 Prince Liansi ignored the girl’s staring eyes, and even squeezed her puffed face with her fingers, "Why don’t you speak?"

　　 I'm not in the mood!

　　 "Speak even if you are not in the mood. People need to communicate to understand each other."

　　Who wants to know you?

　　 A certain child stared at Madoka's eyes, almost wanting to explode!

　　 Mo Lin smiled and poked her little fleshy cheek, "We are friends!"

　　Friend?

　　 The arbor's dark and waveless eyes, a little bit colder, as if a basin of ice water was poured in those beautiful eyes, and it became more and more cold.

　　 "I don't need it."

　　 Does she need such a thing as a friend? friend? What is a friend? Friends are used to sell, but the price is high and the price is low.

　　 The friend she believed in finally sent her into a trial cage, broke her limbs for life, and let her live a life of crawling in the dark forever.

　　 used some weird little hammers and nails to beat her on her body, looking for clues to broaden her inner bounds.

　　 She was naive to believe that there really is such a thing as true love in the world. and then? Except for her mother who passed away early due to depression, no one seemed to have given her such extravagant things.

　　 Then she didn't need it anymore, she didn't need anything.

　　 now? Don't even need this tacky thing, friend? truth? She didn't, and didn't need others to give her alms, because it's nice to be alone and quiet.

　　 is obviously a pair of Shuling's round and beautiful eyes, but they contain such a cold light, which is really uncoordinated.

　　 "Jojo, we will be friends." The teenager tilted his head slightly, with a hint of interest and expectation in his eyes, "Look, even if you don't speak, I can understand you in seconds. What does this mean? This is the so-called fate, isn’t it?"

　　 A vigilant light flashed in Qiaomu's eyes, and he grabbed the ointment from the young man's hand, and jumped straight under the tree.