The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Moan wanted to grind her teeth again, no, she wanted to rub the little pervert against the floor.

"Then why do you want me to enter this door."

Li Wei Dye thought about it and said in a serious manner, "Intuition."

I intuit you damn it!

The footsteps of the pursuers downstairs were getting closer.

Muyan was about to give up on entering and continue running up the stairs.

Suddenly, the door creaked open.

Muyan didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly dragged Li Wei Dye into the house.

The room door closed automatically behind her.

Mu Yan was stunned, and before she had time to react, she felt a void beneath her feet, and then plummeted downwards.

You son of a bitch, Li Wei Dye!

The next time I trust your instincts I'm a dog!!!

........

Muyan woke up to a strong aroma.

The actual actuality is that you'll be able to get a lot more than just a few of them.

She strenuously opened her eyes, and what she saw was a woman's boudoir.

On a dressing table not far in front of her, a slender and slender woman was gently combing her dark and thick hair.

Mu Yan shook her head and tried to sit up.

But she suddenly realized that her hands and feet were tied.

It wasn't a bed underneath her either, but a circular altar.

"You're awake?" A soft and pleasant female voice came out, "It's good to wake up, at least when you get to the dungeon, you'll know exactly how you died?"

Muyan struggled vigorously, but the rope that bound her didn't move.

She gritted her teeth. What do you want to tie me up for? Where's my friend?"

The woman in front of the mirror slowly turned around, revealing a face as cracked and withered as an old tree bark.

Muyan stared in shock.

The contrast between the actual back and front was too great.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't I look beautiful? Not young?"

The woman slowly walked towards her, her long hair gently whipping behind her.

The slender waist, slender and graceful figure, paired with this boudoir arrangement with a few nostalgic girls' breath, should have been a heartwarming picture.

But paired with that walking face, how weird it looked.

The woman stared intently into her eyes and asked again, "Answer my question, am I beautiful? Young?"

Muyan gulped, unsure if he should answer the question against his will.

"I told you to answer my question do you hear me!!!"

The woman's voice rose abruptly, startling Muyan.

Her face also became more and more distorted and terrifying as she lost her patience.

The slender white hand reached out and was about to strangle Mu Yan's neck.

At this moment, a low and cold man's voice came out, "Wan'er, you're fooling around again."

When the woman heard this voice, she immediately shifted her expression, laughing and jumping forward into a man's arms.

Mu Yan tilted her head up to look.

Only to see a young man with deep features and a handsome appearance, who appeared to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old on the outside, reached out and embraced the woman in his arms, patting her back gently as if coaxing a child.

"Brother!" The woman has an old face, but her voice is soft and sweet, just like a child who has just come of age, "Brother, is Wan Er beautiful? Young?"

The man looked at her with gentle eyes, gently touched her face, and softly said, "Wan Er is very beautiful and young."

The woman immediately let out a silver bell-like laughter and even broke away from the man's embrace and turned a circle in the house.

She cupped her face in both hands and tilted her head, asking, "Brother, is that Wan'er old enough to get married?"