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1418 The Odds of Winning Are Too Wide, You Can Turn the Table Anytime(2/2)

Until you break your throat. You can try to find your father.

See if he has any solution

But you have to guarantee that you can leave alive.

Amanyun's calm and gentle words came, and the delicate and beautiful face was filled with indifference

Meaning.

She was actually gambling, betting that Song Qing'er was afraid of death and did not dare to play with her own life

While speaking, she threw a white porcelain bottle directly in front of Song Qing'er.

Song Qing'er looked ferocious and in pain. She ignored everything at this moment and hurriedly poured it out.

I swallowed a small pill and felt that the terrible itch was fading.

The whole person was simply a survivor.

々Don't blame me for being vicious. You want to ruin me. Do I still have to wait

shoot

You can go to your father to deal with me afterwards, but don't worry, you will only die in the end

It's ugly than me. You won't get the second antidote.

"I just want to practice quietly, and it is you who disturb me again and again. You are like

If I really want to die, I have a hundred ways to kill you.

Looking at Song Qing, who was lying on the ground, her face turned pale, full of fear, and she kept breathing heavily

Aman walked over, squatted down in front of her, then reached out to grab his hair, calmly

The face contains a deep sense of coldness and coldness.

You spare me, I will never dare to do it again

After all, Song Qing'er just grew up in a greenhouse, and her expression was full of fear at this moment.

I have never experienced such things today, so I hurriedly agreed, for fear that I would be slow to agree.

“Get out with your people.

By the way, remember to make up for the destroyed medicinal fields.

Aman let go of his hair and spoke coldly, not so afraid of Song Qing'er.

Looks soft-hearted.

If it were outside, Song Qing'er now is already a corpse.

Then, watching Song Qing'er and the servants who took the antidote, hurriedly left.

Aman breathed a little relieved.

However, looking at the destruction of the clay pots and herbs around herbs, she frowned, a little

have no choice.

She could only use this method to shock Song Qing'er.

Thanks to the tribe's grandfather, he is proficient in various pharmacology.

Under his guidance since childhood, Aman is very good at the medicinal properties of various herbs and drug preparation prescriptions.

His achievements are extraordinary.

Who is it

However, just as Aman returned to the courtyard, his expression suddenly became alert.

Staring at the closed door.

It's really good.

The next moment, accompanied by the clear and gentle man's voice

The courtyard seems to be trapped in a strange state, and the wind, time and space seem to condense

Stopped ten

The door opened on the voluntarily, and a young man in a simple blue silk dress appeared here.

At this moment, the world stagnated because of his existence.

Who are you

Aman's pupils tightened. He had never seen such a strange and shocking scene. He was shocked in his heart.

Huge waves.
Chapter completed!
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