Yue Wushang finally came to his senses. A bad premonition arose in his heart and he glanced at Feng Liyan.
The latter smiled with a nonchalant look on his face, very harmless.
Yue Wushang raised his eyebrows slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and said with a hint of a smile: "Brother Feng, what do you want to prepare?"
Feng Liyan chuckled twice: "Nature is a tool for healing your injuries..." [
Yue Wushang glanced at him suspiciously again.
He naturally knew that Feng Liyan would not harm him.
But--
But why does this guy smile so weirdly?
Based on his understanding of him for thousands of years, this guy seems to want to trouble him...
Yue Wushang closed his eyes slightly.
Forget it, never mind! As long as it's done quickly, it doesn't hurt to let him succeed once in a while.
He must get better quickly now before he has the strength to pursue that girl again...
When all the guys were ready in front of him, Yue Wushang realized that this guy was smiling so "obscenely" because of Mao.
Large and small knives, pliers, tweezers, and five large plates were prepared.
Under the bright pearl, there is a cold light...
There were also two large vats filled with unknown juice. There were charcoal fires underneath, causing the liquid in the vats to bubble.
Yue Wushang's throat trembled, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at Feng Liyan: "Are you sure you want to heal my wounds and not chop me into pieces and cook me?"
Feng Liyan looked at him with a smile: "It's not creative to chop you into pieces. Naturally, it's to heal your wounds. Don't worry, you will definitely recover quickly. Only when you recover quickly can you go and get your wife back."
"
Yue Wushang looked at his sincere face and twirled a cup on his fingertips.
Finally, I decided to believe him for once and didn't smash the cup on his handsome face.
"How many people have you saved using this method? How many cases have you succeeded in?"
Yue Wushang decided that it would be safer to ask.