Mo Xunzheng was stunned and said, "What..."

When he asked this, Liu Qingyan had just counted ten. Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and fell into a coma. But when he fell down, he subconsciously blocked Luo Qingxin in his last bit of consciousness.

Luo Qingxin was already injured, but she was not spared at this time. She tilted her head to the side and fell into a coma.

Liu Qingyan stood up, smiled like a fox, and said, "Eight treasures of Rufu noodles are not all seasonings. The key lies in the word Rufu, hehehe!"

He curled his lips and said disgustingly: "It really causes problems for people. A little girl is hurting that place. Isn't this difficult for me? Hmm, it's really troublesome!"

While speaking, he walked towards Luo Qingxin.

Mo Xunzheng blocked him, and he moved Mo Xunzheng to the side, squatted in front of Luo Qingxin, first looked at her face carefully, and then looked at her veins.

It is inconvenient to see the injury, but fortunately, the pulse and breath can still be seen.

This girl has a very good life.

What is the medicinal power of Qingyang Dust Dip Pill?

She was convinced by Qingyang Dichen Pill, why did that man call herself here?

He can't die at all, but the medicine of a Qingyang Duchen Pill seems to be insufficient. Liu Qingyan took a look with disgust, then took out a bottle from his arms, and in the bottle there was a bottle of Qingyang Duchen Pill.

This is a magical medicine specially used to treat internal and external injuries. A pill in the world is not a huge fortune, but it is rare to get a lot of money. After all, it is a magical medicine that can pull back a seriously injured person who only breaths a breath from the gates of hell.

Unfortunately, this Qingyang Dichen Pill was refined by Liu Qingyan, so he chose the word Qing in his name.

Liu Qingyan took out a pill and stuffed it into Luo Qingxin's mouth. The medicine melted smoothly, but Luo Qingxin was still unconscious.

That's because Liu Qingyan was drunk for three days in the seasoning, but he also knew that Luo Qing's heart was like a ghost and didn't dare to put too much, but that amount was enough to sleep all day.

Luo Qingxin's injury, combined with Qingyang Dust Dip Pill, slept for a whole day, so that the injury can recover from his sleep, and it can be better than others for one month of cultivation.

Liu Qingyan was reluctant to give up such good medicine, but when he thought about letting the mysterious and high-ranking Lord of Chixiao perform a great gift outside his house, he bent down and bowed his head and stood for two hours. Not to mention these medicines, it is worth it to come with these medicines!

Also, his medicine was not for nothing. Since the Lord of Chixiao admitted his account, he had to think about it. What should I ask for more from Lord of Chixiao? Forget it, it's not enough for thousands of years of Ganoderma lucidum and ten thousand years of ginseng. He doesn't lack it. Well, he has to think about it carefully.

Liu Qingyan, who was squatting here and thinking about it happily, was about to feed Mo Xunzheng some antidote. The little girl can sleep for so long, but the flower protector cannot sleep.

However, at this time, Luo Qingxin suddenly opened her eyes.

She saw Liu Qingyan not far away, and after thinking about it, she immediately punched her.

Liu Qingyan felt the sound of the wind, and paused slightly, without moving. The punch hit his shoulder, which hurt quite a lot. Luo Qingxin shouted in a hoarse and vigilant voice: "Who are you?"

While saying that, he pulled out the Hanxue dagger he had put away before, and the cold light shone and wiped it towards Liu Qingyan's neck.

The reaction was quick, with a fierce murderous aura, and a ruthless move. He actually wanted to kill with one blow.

When Liu Qingyan was touched, how could he have a life?
Chapter completed!