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Chapter 1947: Decoction 3

Jun Wuxie looked at Yue Ye, and Yue Ye then walked to Qiao Chu and the others with a smile with the pile of elixirs.

"The uncles, I have taken the medicine." Yue Ye looked at Qiao Chu and others with a smile, as if he had never seen them with no hopeless expression. He put the tray on the table, divided the medicine into five small boxes, poured out five portions of the medicine from each bottle of elixir and put it together, and then placed it one by Qiao Chu and the others' soft couch.

Hua Yao glanced at the elixir in the box, glanced at the full elixir, and covered several layers...

This is simply the rhythm of eating elixirs as food!

However, after being tortured by the decoction, the boys were already dead. They knew that they could not resist, so they could only accept their fate and pour the box of pills into their mouths like swallowing beans. The most terrible thing was that the pills melted in their mouths, and the bitter taste was no less than the decoctions just now. This pill really made the boys want to die in a grief, but they could only swallow with red faces.

My stomach was already covered with decoctions, and now I have another box of elixirs.

They almost vomited.

A few boys who have never despised themselves, and they are extremely disgusted with the smell in their mouths now.

"Little Moon... Can you bring some water to the uncles?" Qiao Chu stretched out his hand tremblingly, with a slight flashing of water at the corners of his eyes.

Yue Ye looked at Qiao Chu's sad expression and said, "Uncle Master, can you still drink it?"

"Let's rinse your mouth..." He let him speak, and he even disliked himself when he opened his mouth!

Yue Ye looked at the masters and turned to look at her master. Seeing that Jun Wuxie nodded in agreement, she ran out happily to get a pot of herbal tea and poured a cup of Qiao Chu and the others one by one. Several teenagers immediately rinsed their mouths wildly, hoping to rinse the mucous membranes in their mouths down a layer.

The taste was absolutely amazing!

"The Spirit-Cultivation Pill is not such a delicious thing. I will think about it clearly in the future." Jun Wuxie sat on the chair, holding a cup of tea calmly, watching several companions being beaten to survive and die.

"Think clearly! Think clearly." Qiao Chu's voice was crying.

Several young men were tortured by Jun Wuxie and wanted to die, but no matter how hard the medicine was, they could not erase Jun Wuxie's cold care. They all knew very well that Jun Wuxie was extremely opposed to their use of the Spirit-Cultivation Pill. They gave them the Spirit-Cultivation Pills just to allow them to have a bargaining chip that they could protect themselves when they had no choice but to swallow them early in the morning.

Her current approach is just to let them think carefully when they do such a huge damage next time.

Of course, it is not denied that she is suspected of deliberately torturing them.

But when a few teenagers looked at Jun Wuxie, whose gauze was still wrapped around his forehead, they couldn't even bear to get into a quarrel.

If you want to talk about injury, Jun Wuxie was hurt more than any of them, but she hurried to check their situation. How could they live up to this heart?

"After taking the medicine, go to bed early." Jun Wuxie got up and had enough trouble.

Qiao Chu and others immediately wailed, their voices filled with gratitude.

Jun Wuxie walked out of the room and saw Jun Wuyao leaning lazily against the door with his hands wrapped around his chest, with an evil smile on his handsome face.
Chapter completed!
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