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After the deputy general manager went out, Feng Feng had several inscription bombs in his hand.

She took care of the deputy general manager and quietly stuffed the inscription bomb under the cold night trampoline and the quilt.

The inscription bombs are big and small.

Big ones are as big as football and small as small as fists.

The inscription bomb of the phoenix dance in the cold quilt quilt is actually only as big as a fist. If it is not specially opened, the quilt can not be seen at all.

After the phoenix dance made a special arrangement, the time has passed.

Phoenix dance is to prepare for both hands, just in case.

However, the phoenix dance did not notice that at this moment, the cold night under the quilt, the finger moved slightly.

Even... his eyes were slightly rotated.

However, he has not completely recovered.

Just then, there was a footstep outside.

Sure enough, the wooden blue **** doctor pushed in with Mr. Zuoqiu, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

The phoenix dance eyes swept over the face of Mr. Zuoqiu.

This Mr. Zuoqiu, who is invincible in the Dongsang State, is in the ranks of Sangong. Although his face is pale at the moment, his face is cold, and his eyes are deep and watery, and he cannot see the depth.

Being stared at him, there is a secret hidden deep inside.

Also the loss of Feng Dance psychological quality is excellent.

When Mr. Zuoqiu’s gaze was like electricity, she took care of her mind.

Therefore, as careful as Mr. Zuoqiu, he did not notice anything wrong with Fengwu.

The hand of Mulan’s doctor left the left back of Mr. Zuoqiu’s wheelchair, and she took out a liquid from her arms.

The phoenix dance's drooping eyelids are a touch of ripples.

It is possible to refine a liquid medicine that is as light as water, which is enough to show that the wood blue medical doctor is no less than her.

The phoenix dance stepped forward in front of the two steps, in front of the wooden blue medical doctor, faintly said: "Master, you take care of Mr. Zuoqiu, I will help you."

If the wooden blue medical doctor does not say anything, he is ready to hand over the liquid to the phoenix dance.

However, her hand has not yet extended, and Mr. Zuoqiu’s eyebrows are slightly stunned. He categorically said: “Wood blue, you come.”

After the last time Mu Yan lost his hand, Mr. Zuoqiu had no trust in her.

Mulan Shenji saw his apprentice pulling his head, so he reached out and patted her shoulder and encouraged: "You must work hard to eliminate the suspicions of others, do you know?"

"Oh..." Feng Dance stood aside, his head lowered, and he was very wronged.

Her original plan was to take the liquid from the hands of Mulan, and then took the opportunity to replace the liquid, but now the plan is declared a failure, and Feng Dance is starting to feel a little nervous.

Because she only has the last chance.

Mr. Zuoqiu on the side urged: "Wood blue, what are you waiting for?"

Once the injection is done, the cold night sickness will be good, he will wake up, so -

Mr. Zuoqiu was afraid of the extra-budget, so he urged Mulan.

Mulan wants to give her the opportunity to apprentice, but who can let Mr. Zuoqi urge me to rush, she can only look at her apprentice, and finally stand next to the cold night.

And the cold night at this moment...

He is in a state of waking up.

His eyes opened a little before, his brain was sober, so he knew exactly what was in his quilt...even something under his bed.

So he desperately wants to wake up.

However, the more he was anxious, the more disordered the body's aura was, and in the end, the cold body was stiff.