Chapter 253: Pit Death Doesn't Pay for Life

"You two little bastards are enough, are you as bad as you say?"

Very angry, the demon doctor took out a mutton fat jade bottle like cutting meat, handed it to Feng Lingyan, and roared viciously.

"Wow, old man, this pill smells so good. Isn't it a medicine that makes your body produce a unique fragrance after taking it? ”

Surprised, Feng Lingyan opened the bottle, smelled the faint fragrance and couldn't help but exclaim.

Pouting, the magic doctor nodded awkwardly: "Well, this was developed by the master with a lot of thought. This bottle alone will never be again. However, this medicine needs to be taken one pill a day for half a month to be effective. Not only can it make a woman's body produce a unique fragrance, but it will also make a woman's skin delicate! ”

He took great pains to live for the happiness of his only disciple.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Mu Yunche to sincerely fall in love with another woman, so he gave it to him.

Just seeing Mu Yunche looking at Feng Lingyan's eyes so doting and so stupid, he knew that he had fallen into it headlong.

"Very good, but old man, I don't need you to do this, but giving it to my mother can complement each other. If my guess is correct, this biggest effect is actually beauty, right? You see, I'm so young that I don't need it at all. But old man, you really don't care about this gift. That's it, I'm not greedy, you have a panacea? Would you like to give me three? I promise, after you give me three, I promise that you will not suffer (make you angry)! ”

Subconsciously, Feng Lingyan felt that this old man had something good in his hand, and she took the opportunity to squeeze him.

Who knows, as soon as she spoke, the magic doctor's face twitched, and he glared at Mu Yunche viciously: "Dead boy, did you give her that panacea?" ”

He was about to vomit blood, and the magic doctor wanted to kill Mu Yunche.

Does he know that one of ten thousand spirits is the only one in this world?

"Tut, old man, if you don't want to give it to me, you don't want to give it, why are you scolding my husband again?"

Nunu's mouth, Feng Lingyan is very depressed, is it not?

Mu Yunche looked at Feng Lingyan's short-term appearance, and couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Ah Yan, there is only that one panacea." It is not easy to prepare all the medicinal herbs, especially if you have the right time and place. Later, Master did various experiments, but none of them succeeded. ”

It's clear why she wants to ask for three, and her meaning is obvious, one for her father, one for her mother, and him.

"Well, that's what I'm trying to do. But don't you have any other good things, old man? Only pills? ”

Blinking innocently, Feng Lingyan continued to squeeze the demon doctor.

Something else was always squeezed out, she thought.

"Dead girl, you're more ruthless than this stinky boy! He is a step-by-step camp, let the teacher give his own money. It's good that you don't be polite to my old man when you meet, and you just want to take away my good things from the old man! God, why am I so miserable? Meet you two dead people who don't pay for their lives? ”

Wailing, the magic doctor took out a very old book from his arms, stuffed it into Feng Lingyan's arms viciously, and turned his head awkwardly to sulk.

"Ah, old man, are you going to send me away with a broken book?"

Tangled, Feng Lingyan was extremely depressed, but when she saw Mu Yunche's expression change greatly, she quickly put the book away.