Chapter: 1536
If it's a misunderstanding, it's the easiest to deal with. He will take the lead and ask Xiaoyuan to pay a sum of money to Baihu Longsui, which is private.
And if it's because of a small conflict, holding grudges and waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, the nature is the most serious, which means that Xiaoyuan's companion will definitely affect innocent people in the future.
"Hope you don't embarrass me."
Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
It's best to handle this matter secretly, and it's best to let him handle it, so he didn't even bring Guan Ya.
Well, after finding the target, dance with the red shoes first, then find a hidden place to deal with the sequelae of the mountain god's scepter, and handle official business with a tent, it's outrageous.
No trace hotel.
Xiaoyuan kicked open the standard room where Kou Beiyue and the little fat man lived. With the loud bang of the door, the two people on the bed were awakened. One subconsciously summoned the dagger, and the other summoned the human skin mask.
Seeing that the person who broke through the door was Xiaoyuan who transformed Gu, Kou Beiyue put away the dagger in astonishment, and said:
"Madoka, you scared me."
In the next second, he was really taken aback, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Uncle Zhang?"
Madoka held the old man in a coat in her arms. He seemed to be seriously injured and unconscious. The black coat exuded a strong smell of blood and had already been soaked in blood.
While walking towards the single bed, Madoka scolded:
"Don't just stand there, go to my room to get the Gu tank and the first aid kit."
Her pupils are as black as jewels, with tentacles growing on her forehead, two small fangs in her mouth, and black and yellow lines all over her cheeks, as if painted with queen bee makeup, both magical and beautiful.
But when he got angry, his aura was so cold, like a queen bee, that Kou Beiyue and the little fat man shrank subconsciously.
Kou Beiyue didn't have time to ask any more questions, so she hurried out of the room wearing a pair of boxers.
Xiaoyuan put the old man on the bed quickly and carefully, and tore off the old man's clothes. Only then did the little fat man see the old man's injuries clearly.
The skin on the chest was largely carbonized, the flesh and blood were sunken, and the flames should have hurt the internal organs. In addition, a knife wound penetrated the heart, and large streams of blood emerged from the deep and narrow wound.
The fog master and the fire demon were injured? Uh, it should be the fog master who owns the fire demon props, or the fire demon fat man who has the fog master props quickly took out a green bead and said:
"Let him hold this bead in his mouth so that he can compress the injury."
Xiaoyuan snatched Bizhu, pinched Uncle Zhang's mouth, and stuffed it in.
Uncle Zhang's haggard face quickly turned red.
It didn't heal the wound, the cut was still oozing blood, and the carbonized skin hadn't healed.
But it's enough to hold your breath.
At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and Kou Beiyue returned with a first-aid kit in one hand and a dusty clay pot in the other.
Xiaoyuan ignored the first-aid kit, quickly took the half-meter-high clay pot, sat on the side of the bed, put her right hand into the clay pot, groped for a few seconds, and found a round silkworm baby.
This baby silkworm was plump and plump, with a snow-white body and a jet-black head. It was pinched by Xiaoyuan's fingertips, wriggling crazily.
She took out the green beads first, then brought the silkworm baby to Uncle Zhang's mouth, and gently squeezed it to explode.
The thick green juice splashed into Uncle Zhang's mouth, and he subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed. JrNovels.com
And if it's because of a small conflict, holding grudges and waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, the nature is the most serious, which means that Xiaoyuan's companion will definitely affect innocent people in the future.
"Hope you don't embarrass me."
Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
It's best to handle this matter secretly, and it's best to let him handle it, so he didn't even bring Guan Ya.
Well, after finding the target, dance with the red shoes first, then find a hidden place to deal with the sequelae of the mountain god's scepter, and handle official business with a tent, it's outrageous.
No trace hotel.
Xiaoyuan kicked open the standard room where Kou Beiyue and the little fat man lived. With the loud bang of the door, the two people on the bed were awakened. One subconsciously summoned the dagger, and the other summoned the human skin mask.
Seeing that the person who broke through the door was Xiaoyuan who transformed Gu, Kou Beiyue put away the dagger in astonishment, and said:
"Madoka, you scared me."
In the next second, he was really taken aback, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Uncle Zhang?"
Madoka held the old man in a coat in her arms. He seemed to be seriously injured and unconscious. The black coat exuded a strong smell of blood and had already been soaked in blood.
While walking towards the single bed, Madoka scolded:
"Don't just stand there, go to my room to get the Gu tank and the first aid kit."
Her pupils are as black as jewels, with tentacles growing on her forehead, two small fangs in her mouth, and black and yellow lines all over her cheeks, as if painted with queen bee makeup, both magical and beautiful.
But when he got angry, his aura was so cold, like a queen bee, that Kou Beiyue and the little fat man shrank subconsciously.
Kou Beiyue didn't have time to ask any more questions, so she hurried out of the room wearing a pair of boxers.
Xiaoyuan put the old man on the bed quickly and carefully, and tore off the old man's clothes. Only then did the little fat man see the old man's injuries clearly.
The skin on the chest was largely carbonized, the flesh and blood were sunken, and the flames should have hurt the internal organs. In addition, a knife wound penetrated the heart, and large streams of blood emerged from the deep and narrow wound.
The fog master and the fire demon were injured? Uh, it should be the fog master who owns the fire demon props, or the fire demon fat man who has the fog master props quickly took out a green bead and said:
"Let him hold this bead in his mouth so that he can compress the injury."
Xiaoyuan snatched Bizhu, pinched Uncle Zhang's mouth, and stuffed it in.
Uncle Zhang's haggard face quickly turned red.
It didn't heal the wound, the cut was still oozing blood, and the carbonized skin hadn't healed.
But it's enough to hold your breath.
At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and Kou Beiyue returned with a first-aid kit in one hand and a dusty clay pot in the other.
Xiaoyuan ignored the first-aid kit, quickly took the half-meter-high clay pot, sat on the side of the bed, put her right hand into the clay pot, groped for a few seconds, and found a round silkworm baby.
This baby silkworm was plump and plump, with a snow-white body and a jet-black head. It was pinched by Xiaoyuan's fingertips, wriggling crazily.
She took out the green beads first, then brought the silkworm baby to Uncle Zhang's mouth, and gently squeezed it to explode.
The thick green juice splashed into Uncle Zhang's mouth, and he subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed. JrNovels.com
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