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

That must be terminally ill!

No one can succeed!

At this time, Mo Qingchen also stood up.

"I think for the sake of insurance, Master Yun Feng should be treated together with Miss Ye."

Ye Qingli said lightly: "Of course, while I was seeing a doctor, Senior Yun Feng could be on the sidelines. However, you should stop making any suggestions. I think I won't listen. Because, I'm afraid What's wrong? "

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Although Lin Rou's remarks, Murong Yunfeng slightly saved the situation.

However, her image is still greatly damaged in the eyes of everyone.

At least, many people looked at her, and they all became strange.

I feel that her continent's first refining pharmacist is just a fool.

This also made Murong Yunfeng's heart more resentful.

She now hopes that Ye Qingli will fail.

Only in this way can she restore her reputation.

She didn't care about the strange eyes of others, she just found a chair and sat down.

At this time, Ye Qingli said again: "Although our bet hasn't made a difference yet. But, like before, Miss Mo and I have another bet?"

Mo Chengwu's heart suddenly "giggled".

She kept hiding behind her, hoping that Ye Qingli would forget about it.

Damn, how come her memory is so good, remember it again?

Everyone looked at her.

No way, she had to come out from behind the crowd.

Boldly said, "Actually, I was just kidding ..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt a glance at her.

Junao coldly said: "When I was betting with you, I didn't think you were kidding."

Her eyes were like icebergs, and Mo Orange was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

"I will give you two options now. First, you go out on your own and complete the gambling requirements. Second, I pull you out and do the same thing. Choose one."

Mo Chengwu's face suddenly turned pale.

If you really do what you said just now, you will regret your reputation.

She turned to the elders of the Mo family for help.

"Uncles, I am also a member of the Mo family anyway. Please help me."

There are a few old people who just wanted to talk.

At this time, Jun Aohan's cold eyes had looked over.

"If the people of the Mo family are so untrustworthy about a gamble, then Qingli will not help such a person."

He said so many people suddenly shrank back.

They all acted as if they didn't see Mo Yanwu's help.

Moreover, many people said, "Forget it, just go out and say a few words."

"Yes, you finished quickly, and then this thing passed."

Mo Orange danced with excitement in his heart.

However, Jun Aohan's murderous look made her shudder.

She had to walk to the door tremblingly.

Then, toward the outside, whispered, "I am--"

"louder."

Junao said coldly.

"Let everyone around you hear."

"I am a bitch!"

Mo Chengwu shouted.

She shouted three times in a row at the door.

His face had turned red, and after yelling, he immediately ran away.

A group of laymen said weirdly there, "Miss Orange Dance, why is this crazy?"