The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Su Luo touched the abdomen that had already spread the efficacy of the drug, and his eyes glittered: "What kind of medicine is this? The speed of healing is too good, right?"

Master Rong Yun looked at the clear big footprints on the sling dress, and the corner of his mouth was slightly pumped: "The Emperor's healing herbs."

"The Emperor, the Emperor level healing the holy medicine?" Su Luo mouth muscles pumped one by one.

“Is there a problem?” Master Rong Yun whispered and asked, as usual.

"How, what, can, can, meet, no, ask, question!" Su Luo excitedly gritted his teeth. "Master, the emperor is above the master level?"

"Yeah." Master Rong Yun did not care, faintly nodded.

"This royal treatment of the holy medicine is the master's refining?" Su Luo chased after asking.

"Is there a problem?" Master Rong Yun seems to have a slap in the lips.

"Master! That is to say, you are now a royal refining pharmacist?" Su Luo is about to be picked up by his own saliva.

Luo Laozi is still trapped in the master class. Only the master is the master of the master class. The master is already a royal refining pharmacist. Does this make her little apprentice not excited? Can you not be honored?

"Luo old man is about to be promoted." Master Rong Yun said with a sigh of relief.

"It's a pity that he will not be able to catch up with the master's speed when he is promoted." Su Luo was happy to see it as if he was stealing a mouse. "Right, isn't Master just promoted to the master level in recent years? Soon the king?"

Is the imperial refining pharmacist so promoted?

Master Yun Yun shook his head: "It has been many years since I was promoted to the rank of master, but I have not said it."

Ok. Su Luo nodded and said it understood. Master has always been low-key and indifferent to the world, and the world does not know the truth.

"This promotion to the Imperial level, or thanks to you." Master Rong Yun looked at Su Luo with a smile.

"I?" Su Luo stretched out his fingers and pointed at his nose.

"At the time, you were seriously injured." Master Yun Yun only said these words, but he did not say anything, but Su Luo understood it.

Master was anxious about his injuries. He asked himself to go to the Jiuzhong Hall. On the one hand, he stepped up his promotion and walked in two ways. But who knows that these two roads have all gone through.

Her injury was cured in the Jiuzhong Hall, and Master Yun Yun was promoted to the Imperial level.

"Master..." Su Luo took hold of Master Yun’s arm and squatted on it, and his heart was warm.

"Stupid girl." Master Rong Yun patted the head of the Soviet Union. "Is the injury good?"

"Well, it’s all right, thanks to Master’s royal remedy.” Su Xiao smiles like a flower.

Master Rong Yun pinched the small arms and legs of the Soviet Union, and pinched it to reveal the disgusting expression.

Su Luo weakly spit out his tongue.

"Master, it's really good..." Shouldn't it be the pulse? Master pinched her little hand to dry?

Who knows, Master Rong Yun’s cold-eyed knives flew toward the Soviet Union: “Just let you play one, can you understand?”

"Hey?" There was no head and brains to ask for Su’s fall.

"Think about it." Master Rong Yun patted her head.

Under the cold eyes of Master Yun Yun, Suo’s mind quickly thought about the key to this matter.

Before the fight, Master said that she practiced partiality...

Now pinching her bones and muscles is visible.

Suddenly, Su Ling’s flash of light flashed: “Is it my foundation... didn’t I play?”