His eyebrows thrust out, and he couldn't bear it, and said in a deep voice, "Gu Mingzhu, is it very good?"

Gu Mingzhu poked her little hand a few more times before turning her eyes to Gu Limo, narrowing her beautiful eyes slightly, and smiling, "It's not as good as Uncle Jiu, it feels soft, no abdominal muscles or mermaid lines, like a white-killed chicken."

Gu Limo: "..."

Governor: "..."

A crowd: "..."

This person is about to die, and the little girl still thinks that the hand feels soft like a white-killed chicken, is it really good!

The Governor of the Army didn't know what his expression was.

The little seventh girl said this to his own son, and he was a great general who didn’t want to be faced? He should scold the little girl!

However, the little girl seemed to be covered by her master, and he didn't dare!

He could only say sadly, "The Yuan'er is a little bit cut by a chicken. It's all my fault. He didn't urge him to practice hard, so he was born so weak."

A crowd: "..."

The governor did not get angry, but was still so kind...

They felt like they had seen a fake supervisor!

Gu Mingzhu grabbed a silver needle in her hand, raised her little hand and inserted it into Lu Zhiyuan's abdomen.

Mrs. Lu felt ache when she saw it, her heart was as if she was shattered. She grabbed the Governor Lu's heart with one hand and begged, "Governor, please, don't bother Yuan anymore. He is already in pain, don't bother him anymore..."

Governor Lu also felt very painful, but what can I do? The little seventh girl had to throw the needle, and I had to stoop...

I don’t know if I can let the little girl throw the needle on her body.

He looked at the little girl and wanted to suggest something. Just come to him if you have anything you want to do. Don't think about it. Just then, a subtle "cough cough" sounded...

Lu Zhiyuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly. In the hazy light and shadow, he saw a touch of tender yellow. A little girl was vaguely shaking in front of him. He was too weak to see clearly.

I just felt that the little girl was looking at him, her eyes were big and bright, and there seemed to be a clear spring inside, which looked very beautiful.

Did he go to heaven and see the fairy?

"Ahem, little fairy, are you here to pick me up and go to heaven? I, don't I, don't go to hell, cough..."

I heard that hell is terrifying, it is all evil spirits with horse-faced and fangs, and there is no such a beautiful little fairy.

When Gu Mingzhu saw him awake, she gently stroked her little hand and pulled out the silver from his forehead. She said softly but unreasonablely, "You have stopped the bleeding. Don't talk, don't use force, lie down."

The voice is tender and nice, like a clear spring to refresh the heart.

Lu Zhiyuan smiled very weakly, and he indeed saw the fairy.

Governor Lu and Mrs. Lu were stunned and were stunned for a long time but didn't react.

Yuan'er woke up, and seemed to be laughing, and she laughed!

Ah! Yuan'er woke up!

Mrs. Lu rushed over immediately, trying to touch him with both hands, but looking at the silver needles on his head and heart, she didn't dare to do it. She just raised it in the air tremblingly, and screamed in snorted, "Yuan, Yuaner..."

"Mother……"

Lu Zhiyuan shouted, very light, like cotton wool.

Gu Mingzhu frowned and said coldly, "I said, don't talk. I'll vomit blood again later. Even the Daluo Jinxian can't save you."

When Mrs. Lu heard this, she immediately stopped talking and stared at her awakened son, and she was so excited that she burst into tears.

Gu Mingzhu looked down on her face and reminded her, "Madam, pay attention to controlling your emotions. This will affect the patient."

Mrs. Lu bit her lips and stopped her tears.

The Governor of the Army was shocked.
Chapter completed!