After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 23

Chapter 23 Conflict

    The boy's voice was obviously so determined that it was deep, but it contained tremors that were hard to ignore.

    Mu Wushuang's pupils moved, and finally looked directly at Shang Guilan's face.

    His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and there was an endless stream of black blood dripping from the wound on his shoulder blade, making him look shocking.

    Mu Wushuang belatedly remembered that he had injured Gui Lan, and that he had injured Gui Lan with his backhand when Gui Lan was trying to save her.

    Thinking about it this way, I am indeed a bit too much.

    So Mu Wushuang thought for a moment, then decisively took off the storage bag at his waist, rummaged through it and picked up a spiritual herb.

    She was holding the spiritual plant with a reddish tip, her eyes filled with reluctance.

    "Here, this is the ice silkworm flower that I have treasured for many years. It has an excellent slow-release effect on wound healing. It only takes a moment to cleanse the abnormal force in the body after using it. It is very, very precious. After you use it up and store it, it can still be restored. It will take a long time..."

    "Shut up."

    After seeing Gui Lan's livid face, Mu Wushuang paused slightly for holding the spirit grass.

    For some reason, after she enthusiastically introduced the functions of the Ice Silkworm Flower, Gui Lan's cheeks flushed a little, and his breath became obviously hurried.

    After receiving such a good fairy grass, he even became short of breath, and his heart was obviously very excited. Why did the words come out of his mouth be so ugly and hurtful?

    Mu Wushuang didn't understand.

    Forget it, she still couldn't keep up with the devil's train of thought.

    She really is not suitable to be a demon king.

    Guilan's voice sounded again: "A single ice silkworm flower wants to get rid of me     ?

    "     She hastily withdrew her hand that held out the ice silkworm flower, and swiftly stuffed it back into the storage pouch: "Don't dismiss it, don't dismiss it, don't be angry."

    Gui Lan suddenly sneered.

    He nodded, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

    "You'd better never send me away."

    At this point, Gui Lan didn't even look at Mu Wushuang, and walked straight forward while pressing the wound on his shoulder.

    Mu Wushuang was stunned, his eyes were on the back of the young man pacing slowly, but his mind was still lingering on that cold and smelly face.

    ill?

    Her forehead became hot, and she raised her voice and said loudly to Gui Lan: "What on earth do you want?"

    After Mu Wushuang yelled this sentence, thousands of cold faces from Gui Lan's recent past lingered in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became. .

    "How am I sorry for you? You put on a bad face every day?"

    "I saved you twice in the past few days. I hurt you accidentally. I can apologize to you. But you get angry when you say a few words , I still apologize to you."