Professor Shui's words made Shen Ziyu focus on Shui Nuqing's body.
At least she didn't hate this woman at first sight.
So this medicine can still be given.
Shen Ziyu appeared out of thin air and threw a porcelain bottle in the direction of Professor Shui.
He said in a cold voice: "Let her drink it."
Professor Shui picked it up and nodded gratefully towards Shen Ziyu, then opened it: "Qing'er, drink it quickly.
Otherwise, if something happens to you, your mother won't let me go."
Thinking of a violent tigress at home, Professor Shui felt bitter: He had disappeared for so long and he didn’t know if he would skin her when he returned.
The male assistant's pupils shrank: he saw this girl who looked like she was only thirteen years old making up a porcelain vase out of thin air.
If he had to take it out from his body, he wouldn't be able to see it at this speed.
"Can you give me a bottle too."
Although he was not hit, there were many people around him who were injured and wanted to survive.
At least there are some people he knows, including Professor Li, who once saved his life.
Shen Ziyu just glanced at him and silently refused.
Looking around the chaos, it turns out that the power of using the talisman in the tomb is still too much.
So, host, do you just understand?
Is it possible that you have to blow up this tomb before you are willing to do it?
A heart-stopping system and a host that won’t listen no matter what.
"Please, let me live."
Professor Li, who felt extreme pain in his chest, didn't want to die at all.
His eyes were blinded by the smash, but he still looked in the girl's direction accurately, "Please give me the medicine."
As soon as Professor Li opened his mouth, several other people still alive around him said the same thing.
At the moment of life and death, there is no face to speak of.
"What are you begging for?
If you can't die, don't waste my things."
Shen Ziyu rolled his eyes toward the sky and tapped his feet lightly on the ruins.
The black hair falling down on her thighs is particularly conspicuous.
The most satisfactory thing is probably that the original owner has never had the habit of tying her hair.
She also likes to wear her hair loosely in the heavy bun of ancient times.
Anyway, he is a little kid, so it is better to be a little messy.
The focus is on ease.
If it weren't for the hidden blond hair, she would be more like an elf.
When Shen Ziyu spoke, a large number of people choked.
After all, they were shamelessly asking for things from children, and since they were mercenaries and not bandits, they were naturally a little embarrassed.
But Professor Li is different.
He was afraid that the pain would kill him.
After seeing the contents of her porcelain bottle being drunk by Shui Nuqing and getting better, he suddenly felt itchy in his heart.
If she doesn't give it to you, ask your assistant to grab it: "Go grab a bottle for me."
The instructed male assistant did not listen to him at this moment, but stood aside with his hands folded: "Professor Li, do you know how many times I saved you this time?"
When the assistant said this, Professor Li shouted in his heart: "You can't do this.
I have saved you before."
The male assistant sneered: "I'm tired of playing this house game with you.
We no longer owe each other anything."
He had already repaid the favor he deserved, and the next journey in the ancient tomb was up to him. squeak
There were some tiny sounds coming from a place where the stones that were pressed to the ground had accumulated a large area.
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Shui Nuqing, who had recovered, knew that it was not the time to ask about Professor Shui's situation yet, but kept his eyes on Shen who was standing aside.
Zi Yushen: This little sister has really nice skin. aa2705221: