The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father Chapter 2333: Little Master, you are injured again (2) (seeking votes)

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Luo Yunxiao slowly raised his head, staring at her in a daze, and after a long time he slowly responded, "Oh."

Then, slowly stood up.

Mu Yan realized that something was wrong.

Why are the eyes of the little uncle dumb? The reaction seems particularly slow?

Wait!

Couldn't...Couldn't even Junior Master be drunk?

Thinking about this, I saw Luo Yunxiao taking a step forward. Suddenly he tripped under his feet and fell to the ground.

"Hate, beauty, don't you be so passionate!"

So dead, it happened to be a kiss that tripped him.

This guy didn't know what kind of dreams he was having, and shouted with a wretched look, "Beauty, come, let my uncle's warm embrace melt you!"

Speaking, the paw grabbed the white and flawless clothes of the little uncle.

Mu Yan looked at this scene, almost laughing crazy.

It's a pity that she didn't have a photo talisman in her hand, otherwise she will record it now and see how the kiss will die tomorrow? And the face of Junior Master?

It's funny thinking about it!

However, before the claws of Yanki kissed Luo Yunxiao's body, the instinctive reaction caused a sword in Luo Yunxiao's body to unscrew.

The sword light is cold and sharp, and the coldness is soothing.

Split this time, it definitely split the kiss into scum!

Mu Yan was taken aback and couldn't care about watching the show anymore. She rushed over to stop him, "Little Master, calm down! This is a kiss, your favorite, you must never kill it. That's it!"

Almost the moment she touched, Senhan's sword intent disappeared.

Luo Yun turned his head to look at her dazedly, his lips opened and closed for a long while, and he murmured every word, "Mu... Yan..."

Thank God, Xiao Shishu hasn't been completely drunk yet, and he still knows himself.

Mu Yan: "Little Master, how are you? Can you go back to the courtyard by yourself? Do you want me to help you go back?"

Luo Yunxiao slowly withdrew the hand held by her, shook his head very lightly, and whispered very lightly: "You can't... get closer. You can't..."

Before the words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Mu Yan became a lazy waist and was about to rest. Suddenly, his eyes condensed.

I saw a pool of red water stains where Luo Yunxiao fell just now.

She was startled, and afterwards she reached out and looked at her palm. It was sticky, with a touch of gentleness.

It's blood!

Little Master was injured?

Mu Yan quickly rushed to the small courtyard where Luo Yunxiao lived alone, made a circle, and finally found Luo Yunxiao who was drunk by the pond.

She helped the person back into the house, lit the candle, and took a breath.

Luo Yunxiao was really injured, and the injury was extremely serious.

The skin on the left lower abdomen is bloody, and there are even signs of decay.

"Little Master, what hurts this?"

The evil spirit of Yin and evil is still attached to the wound.

Luo Yunxiao closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly, as if immersed in pain and nightmares, unable to wake up.

Mu Yan gritted her teeth, took out the Tianmo Qin, and played it slowly.

【Shujing Qihuang】Activated.

The fingertips gradually turned into a scalpel as described in Baili Liuyin's notes.

There are needles and threads.

[Phantom Heavy] is activated.

In the room, two Jun Muyan figures gradually appeared, one playing the piano and the other performing surgery.

The sound of the piano is curled, [Floating like a dream] turning Luo Yunxiao's nightmare into a sweet dream.

The movement of Mu Yan's hand is getting faster and faster, finally clearing the devilish energy from Luo Yunxiao's wound.

All the spiritual power and consciousness in her body are almost exhausted, and the body collapses and even sweat can't flow.

With a flower in front of her, Mu Yan is about to fall back.

However, the expected pain of hitting the ground did not come, and the body was swept into a familiar embrace.