Chapter 475
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Looking at the awkwardness on their faces, as well as their tense posture, Leng Shuang felt very relieved. Her master was right when he said that a bottle of medicine could relieve any anger.
She didn't know what the medicine was for, but looking at their current state, it was indeed better than giving them a beating.
The Yama Lord glanced at the two people behind her and frowned. "Go and stand outside the courtyard." She meant that she was disgusted. Well, how could she not be disgusted when the two people beside her were farting all the way here?
"Master, please help us put in a good word with the Ghost Doctor and ask for an antidote! Look at the two of us, it's really unsightly! " Hui Lang said awkwardly. Just as he finished speaking, there was another pfft. He had just released one, and Ying Yi had released two as well. The Yama Lord's handsome face darkened.
"Sigh, there's no other way. There's no antidote." Feng Jiuxiao squinted as he put away the dagger in his hand and said, "This medicine won't kill you, and it won't hurt or itch. At most, you'll have to let it go for three days and three nights. That's good, it'll help you get rid of your bad breath."
She chuckled. "You don't have to thank me. I won't take your money."
Hearing her say that there was no antidote, Grey Wolf and Ying Yi immediately withered. Their faces were pale and they lowered their heads. They felt that they could not hold it in anymore. The two of them hurriedly skipped out. When they came out of the courtyard, several people in the courtyard heard a louder and louder sound coming from outside.
The Yama Lord ignored them and looked at Fengjiu. "Do you need my help tonight?" She remembered that she liked to handle things herself and didn't like him to interfere. That was why she came over to ask. After all, she didn't know how much hidden power the Glorious Sun Emperor had and whether she could handle it.
"There's no need. I've already arranged everything. There won't be any accidents. That Murong Bo is only a cripple now. As for the people under him, Master is useless. I don't believe that they will still be loyal to him."
Tonight, she wanted Murong Bo to know that after provoking the Feng family and provoking her, she would not let him off so easily! He would pay a painful price for his stupidity! No matter who it was, no one could change his fate!
Seeing the natural radiance between her brows, as if she had a card up her sleeve, he nodded. "This Monarch understands. This Monarch will not interfere."
As his deep and magnetic voice fell, he took a deep look at her and said, "However, no matter what, if you need my help in the future, you must tell me. I will always be your strong backer." He stretched out his hand and handed over a token.
Hearing this, Fengjiu's eyes flashed and her heart skipped a beat. Looking at the serious man in front of her, she didn't know what to say. She shifted her gaze and looked at the token in his hand. The two words "Yan Ling" were very conspicuous.
"This is the token of your Yan Ling?" She didn't take it and just looked at him. A token that could be taken out from his hand was probably not an ordinary token!
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