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Chapter 747 Can I be your little waste 15

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    The binding is quite strong.

    This what is going on?

    Qiao Yanran walked to the bedside and pushed Mo Ling. The latter opened his eyes dimly and saw the hemp rope on his body, and his memory gradually returned.

    "You, what's wrong with your face?"

    Qiao Yanran reached out and poked the swollen corner of his mouth.

    It really hurts.

    Mo Ling took a breath of air and glanced at her angrily, "Thank you, please quickly untie me, my legs are numb."

    Qiao Yanran pinched her eyebrows.

    What happened last night?

    ?Then the injury on her head was also caused by the other party?

    But now is not the time to think about this anymore, Qiao Yanran quickly helped Mo Ling untie the rope and helped him stand up.

    Mo Ling moved his body slightly.

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    "However, he drank a little too much last night and was a little unclear. It was thanks to her that he didn't commit suicide.

    "How are youthe injury on your head?"

    Mo Ling glanced at her and gently pressed the bag on top of her head with his fingertips.

    Yesterday when the two were chatting on the roof, she told him about this.

    "It hurts."

    Qiao Yanran tilted her head and avoided his hand.

    Without saying a word, Mo Ling took out a small porcelain jar made of white jade and about the same size as a rouge jar, and handed it to Qiao Yanran, "This is the holy medicine for healing, you can use it."

    Qiao Yanran took the porcelain bottle, washed it, cleaned the blood stains on the wound, and dug out a large piece of ointment with a small wooden spoon.

    "Wait a minute -" Mo Ling saw this and quickly held her hand, "It's too much. Your wound is not big, just the size of a mung bean is enough."

    Qiao Yanran: "Stingy."

    Mo Ling: ""

    This medicine is precious and very effective. He is reluctant to use it on weekdays. This time the injury was so severe that he only used a small piece.

    It¡¯s really not that he is stingy.

    This ointment is expensive but not marketable. He got it by chance. After using it, even if he wanted to buy it, there was no place to buy it.

    If it were other expensive ointments, he would just use a jar without blinking an eye.

    As Qiao Yanran spoke, she applied ointment to the wound.

    Not to mention, this ointment is very easy to use. It is refreshing and cooling when applied to the wound, and the swelling and pain have disappeared a lot.

    Qiao Yanran picked up the bronze mirror on the table and looked at the bag above her head.

    A lot of the redness and swelling in this big bag has gone away, and the original blue-black color has also faded, and the effect is immediate.

    Qiao Yanran didn¡¯t take this ointment seriously at first, but now after seeing the effect, she took another look at the ointment on hand.

    She put it under the tip of her nose and took a breath.

    During the day, take ginseng and anemarrhena?

    I never expected that there would be such good things in this plane. Even in heaven, they are not common.

    "Dong dong dong¡ª¡ª"

    There was a knock on the room door.

    Chun Xing walked in with a dinner plate, placed the breakfast on the table, and said naggingly: "Miss, the master asked the slave to bring this to you.

    ¡°At yesterday¡¯s banquet, the Grand Master noticed that you like to eat these dishes, so he asked the kitchen to prepare them for you this morning.  "

    Qiao Yanran took a look at the big fish and meat on the table and was quite satisfied.

    The animals in this fantasy plane have been nourished by various spiritual powers since they were young, and their meat is delicious and excellent. It is really amazing.

    "By the way, miss, I heard from the little maid at home that at noon tomorrow, the bandits from Woting Mountain will be killed at the gate of the city. Let's go and watch the excitement?" (Remember the website address: www.  hlnovel.com
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