The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1987: Song Qiujing’s death day

Lu Jiuque rolled his eyes at He Yao: "What are you so nervous about? You are not qualified to be our anatomy object! But you really think I can give you a ride."

After saying that, Lu Jiuque grinned, and the shining teeth made He Yao chrysanthemum tight, and he hid behind He Yan, leaving He Yan with a black line.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Xiao Jiu'er, you won't come in yet!"

Three people ran out of the room with noisy noises. One was Su Ba, the dean of the Academy of Spiritual Medicine. The other two were naturally Lei Hong and Tang Yi. The three of them also had **** hands, and they stood by. Yunzheng was silent.

"What are you doing?" He Yan asked in a daze.

"Teaching!"

When I talked about teaching, He Yao got goose bumps. I don't know where Lu Jiuque learned his "medicine skills". I have to cut people open like wild boars. Isn't it too scary?

At this time, He Yao and He Yan never expected that what Lu Jiuque did today would become a new "discipline" in the future, raising the "medical care" of the Kyushu mainland to a whole new level.

They can barely be regarded as witnesses of history!

Lu Jiuque turned around and said something to Su Ba, Tang Yi, and Lei Hong. The three of them immediately returned to the room and shut the door with a "bang".

Lu Jiuque put away the glasses on his head and pointed to the tattered stool in the yard. With Yun Zheng's help, he cleaned up his body again, replaced his white robe, and said to He Yan, "How about it? Did you find it?"

"Are you sure there is something under the deserted prison of Jiuyuan City?" He Yan didn't care whether it was dirty or not. He just sat down, thinking that Lu Jiuque's first "ancient tomb" was going to make him a little funny.

The City of Nine Colleges has been standing outside the academy for so many years. If there were any ancient tombs, they would not know?

"You just need to tell me the result."

"Nothing."

"..." Lu Jiu's defect was lost in thought. Even the He family couldn't find the abnormality in the barren prison. It seemed that she couldn't get Daxiang back in advance, so she could only continue. Waited, "I know."

After speaking, Lu Jiuque raised his little hand again.

The smile on the corners of He Yan's mouth, who was "driving the puppies" for the second time, was frozen, this wayward girl!

"Ahem..."

"You still have business?"

"He Yao's body..."

"Right!" Lu Jiuque stood up abruptly, staring at He Yao with scorching eyes, and asked, "What are you going to do with Song Qiujing?"

"I..." He Yao's smile condensed, his expression unpredictable.

Lu Jiuque sneered and said: "I am a person who has revenge and complaints. Song Qiujing dares to trouble me again and again, either she died or I died."

He Yao smiled bitterly and said: "I will not be merciful." Even this little love is unclear. How can I be a husband in the future?

"Then you choose a day."

"What are you doing?"

Lu Jiuque raised his eyebrows lazily, his smile was dangerous and bright, "It's Song Qiujing's death day."

……

Since Song Qiujing was captured by the fire and her strength continued to collapse, she basically hid in the courtyard of Song Ci and did not go out easily, especially after she knew that Lu Jiuque and He Yao had returned "unharmed". The anger is almost reaching its peak.

But she didn't know whether He Yao had discovered her plan, so she didn't dare to see He Yao at all.

It was the day when Song Ci received an invitation from Wanjia and needed to leave the college. Song Qiujing's anxiety swelled to unprecedented levels. ;