The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

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The three kings agreed to leave the temple and return to their own hall to deal with affairs. The ghost king and the demon king looked at the ashen-faced spirit king, and they both raised their eyebrows.

"Ling Wang, what's the matter with you, did you accidentally fall when going to the toilet at night?" Ghost King asked.

"Yeah, why are you so careless? It's not good to fall, but you just fell on your face. Why don't you use elixir?"

The devil also asked with a suppressed smile.

This spirit king had been a big push in front of Sheng Chuxin before, causing them all to have their noses and faces bruised and swollen. Fortunately, Sheng Chuxin didn't do anything serious, and they were fine after taking an elixir.

But King Ling suffered a lot, the bruise on his face had to be kept in the room for three days before he got better.

But they naturally wouldn't sympathize with him, and seeing the wound on his face now, they laughed from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing their sarcasm, King Ling gritted his teeth angrily, but he didn't know what to say to justify. He just fell when he went to the toilet at night, and that's why he fell like this.

It can only be said that since getting to know Sheng Chuxin, his luck has not been better. Living in the temple these days, either he was knocked down or injured.

Even a lump of shit falling from the sky can hit his forehead, it's a hell of a thing.

"Farewell."

Flicking his sleeves heavily, he turned and left with a dark face.

"He still has a temper." The devil looked at his leaving back, speechless.

Shouldn't it be him and the ghost king who have a temper, and those who are implicated for no reason are not welcomed by the goddess. Although they have not been treated like the spirit king these days, the guards and maids do not greet them warmly.

He also felt wronged.

"His temper is something he got used to, so don't worry about him," Ghost King said.

This time was the happiest time he had visited the temple several times. Regardless of whether the goddess was a woman or not, but she took away the unsightly fairy deer beside him, he should be grateful to her.

"Relax, Demon King, this king also bid farewell."

He clasped his fists at the Demon King and said something, then he also left in a flash.

Finally, the demon king who was left behind sighed softly, and turned his head to look at the palace of eyes.

"This Shenlu, it's time for a big storm."

Godmother's departure at this time is not to give those 'little thieves' hiding in the dark a great opportunity. If they don't do anything, they will be sorry for their thieves.

...

At Duma's house, the guards hurried into the study and handed a spiritual letter to Patriarch Duma.

Patriarch Duma took the spirit letter, raised his hand and waved away the guards, squeezed the spirit letter away, and a few lines of words appeared in the air immediately, looking at him his face turned green.

"The Godmother is not here, what important matter do they need to discuss with the Patriarch?"

He was very puzzled, what was the matter between Patriarch Nie and Patriarch Xun? He had to wait until the news that the Goddess had left the temple before calling the Patriarchs together to talk about something important?

With a bad premonition in his heart, he gritted his teeth.

"Come on."

"Patriarch, what are your orders?" A guard came in and asked.

Patriarch Duma beckoned to him, signaling him to come to him, and the guard complied, putting his ear to his mouth.

Patriarch Duma whispered a few words in the guard's ear, and the guard nodded frequently.

"Remember, if the Patriarch doesn't send you a summons within five days, you should immediately ask for an interview, understand?" Patriarch Duma said.

"Yes, this subordinate understands."