The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Su Wanrou's pupils gradually enlarged. She looked at Mu Zhiqing in horror. She thought she could not be stronger than herself, who was judged to have little potential, but at this moment she realized that Mu Zhiqing's strength was not even a bit stronger than before. .

"Quickly let me go!" Su Wanrou struggled desperately, "If you have the ability, kill me!"

Mu Zhiqing suddenly chuckled, and the enchanting smile turned all sentient beings upside down.

The evil and indifferent voice gradually sounded, like the curse of death, making people shudder.

"How could I allow you to die so easily?" The pitch-black eyes were shining brightly, as if watching the dying struggle of the prey, jokingly and full of fun, "I will pay for the previous account. I will tell you clearly!"

In a moment, she suddenly released her hand.

Su Wanrou fell to the ground, covering her neck with her hands, panting heavily, "Cough...cough cough..."

"You dare not..."

Su Wanrou showed a look of horror. She had never seen Mu Zhiqing like this. She was like a demon in hell, terrifying.

"I'm getting married with Xingche, you can't destroy it at all!"

"Heh..." Mu Zhiqing smiled brightly, "Then wait and see."

"You, you lunatic!"

Su Wanrou climbed up, her face was still full of horror. Such Mu Zhiqing is really terrifying, she will never face it alone in the future!

However, the moment she left, Mu Zhiqing's voice sounded again.

"I didn't let you go, do you dare to go?"

Su Wanrou subconsciously stopped, swallowed, leaned nervously against the wall, and tremblingly said, "You...what else do you want to do?"

The cold touch fell on her neck, making her tremble.

Mu Zhiqing's gentle voice followed, "If you go out like this, don't you let me leave a word?"

"Now, get out of here!"

Su Wanrou hurriedly ran out of the box, but in a short time she felt as if she had gone to hell.

It wasn't until she got to her box that she adjusted her breathing, her face showing aggrieved appearance.

"Wanrou, how is it?" Xuanyuan Yao asked.

Su Wanrou shook her head, "Sister doesn't agree."

Liu Xingche sighed. This situation did not exceed his expectations, but this Qingyun Pill was too important to him.

Su Wanrou craned her neck, just waiting for Liu Xingche and Xuanyuan Yao to care about the wound on her neck, only to find that the two had turned a blind eye to them, and they didn't even pause for a moment.

This made her frown, why?

"Brother Xingche, my neck..."

Liu Xingche took a look, and said in a puzzled manner: "What's wrong with your neck?"

"Oh... nothing."

Ling Yunting didn't come back until the auction ended. Mu Zhiqing felt a little complicated, so she went to the rear of the auction house to settle today's harvest, but footsteps rang behind her.

"Zhiqing, wait."

Mu Zhiqing turned around lazily, looked at Liu Xingche who was hesitant to speak, and said, "What's the matter with Young Master Liu?"

"I know that you bought the Qingyun Dan just for a moment. You can't get two thousand taels at all. Why don't you sell them to me at 1,800 taels." Liu Xingche said.

Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but chuckle, "Why?"

"Don't get angry." Liu Xingche looked serious, "Diyue Auction House is not something you can afford. If this matter becomes a big issue, you can't get off the stage."