Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"Oh my god, it's really a sunset fragment!"

"Can't it be fake?"

"How come, look, their eyes have all changed!"

Ye Qingli said lightly: "If I win, then it is the condition I mentioned above. If I lose, then this fragment will be yours!"

"How about, do you dare to gamble?"

In terms of Murong Yunfeng's identity and status, it is difficult to have anything in this world, which has aroused her interest.

However, the sunset fragments are an exception!

This is the hope of entering the Temple of the Setting Sun!

It is said that the carefree old man of that year only went into the Temple of the Setting Sun before going further and becoming the King of Medicine!

She thought too!

Murong Yunfeng didn't think about it.

"Okay, you gambled with you! I hope you can keep your promise!"

"Seven days later, everyone will meet in Mofu!"

After she finished, she sneered and took the disciples away.

Mo XIII kept sighing non-stop.

"Niece, you are too reckless!"

After finishing talking, he left directly.

Ye Qingli looked at Mo Qingwan.

"Lightweight, thank you for trusting me."

"Sister Qingli, in fact, it should be my apology. I haven't been able to support you, and you have been so wronged.

"It's okay, look back, we will use the facts and hit their faces hard!"

Ye Qingli proudly said: "If only one person can save your father in this world, then it must be me!"

Next, Ye Qingli began to lie around the clock, lying in the study, studying how to cure Mo Yuan.

Jun Aohan felt very bitter again.

He now regrets that he should not let Ye Qingli agree to this bet.

As a result, Ye Qingli had no time to accompany herself.

Ye Qingli almost turned over the pharmacopoeia left by the carefree old man.

However, it has no clue.

There is no poison that can produce this effect.

Is it really wrong?

Ye Qingli kept rubbing her head.

At this time, Jun Aohan came in.

He held a bowl very gently.

"Qili, don't be too tired. Come and drink a bowl of soup."

Ye Qingli rubbed her hair like a henhouse.

When she heard Jun Aohan's words, she took the bowl directly.

The soup in it was very delicious.

"Huh, did you boil it?"

"Yes."

Jun Aohan, while talking, picked up a comb from the side.

He was very gentle and brushed his hair for Ye Qingli.

Ye Qingli felt a very comfortable feeling on her scalp.

She leaned lazily on Jun Aohan's chest.

Feel the good smell from this man.

"Actually, sometimes, if you can't figure it out, you may wish to change your mind, and then you can think of it."

Jun Aohan said very seriously.

Although he didn't know how to make medicine, he was very anxious to see Ye Qingli like this.

"For example, when I used to lead soldiers to fight, if this road fails, then we will change the method."

"If we can't beat this city, then we can consider going all out ..."

"Hey, you don't understand ..."

Ye Qingli said lazily on the side, and suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light in her mind.

She seemed to think of something, but she couldn't grasp it vaguely.