Chapter 2561 Immortal Local Tyrant

The coagulation cream fell to the ground, and a paste flowed out from the broken bottle mouth. This smell...

Ugh, it smells so good!

Ziling dashed away and picked up the small half bottle that had not been completely poured out.

The emperor, the emperor... is it really an emperor-level blood clotting cream?

This should not be true, this should be a fake emperor-level blood clotting cream, God knows how expensive the emperor-level medicine is, how could Feng Wu take it out? And give her away?

Duan Chaoge glared at Zi Ling: "It's just this bottle, love it or not!"

Ziling is pitiful... But thinking that if it is not cured, she will not be able to move at all tomorrow, and she will not be able to carry out major activities...

Forget it, wipe it off first.

Zi Ling grabbed a lump of ointment and rubbed it on herself.

On her face, on her hands, on her legs... the hateful Duan Chaoge actually turned her small breasts purple! snort!

I don't know if it can be recovered.

Thinking of the class E activities tomorrow, Zi Ling's heart is a little stuffed.

"If you don't recover tomorrow, I won't forgive you, hum!" Zi Lingqi went back to her room.

Early the next morning—

"Chaoge Chaoge! Chaoge Chaoge Chaoge!" Zi Ling excitedly went to shoot a section towards the song room door.

Duan Chaoge was awakened in a drowsiness, and vaguely flicked his finger towards the door, which opened in response.

"Chaoge Chaoge!" Zi Ling was very excited, she rushed up, opened the heavy curtains with a swipe, exposing the whole room to the sun, followed by a hand that pulled up Chaoge, it was difficult to restrain inner excitement.

Duan Chaoge was awakened vaguely and was furious.

Ziling: "Chaoge, look, look! All the wounds on my face are gone, the bruises on my hands and feet... all over my body are gone!"

Duan Chaoge was sleepy: "Well."

Ziling: "Look at me, look at me! Look at my skin, now it's like peeled egg whites, but it's smooth and delicate, my God, when will my little black oily skin change? Is this all right?!"

Ziling has always been troubled and inferior to her little black skin, but after applying the ointment given by Feng Wu, her whole body is now glowing white!

Just horrible!

Duan Chaoge hummed, and fell down again as if sleepwalking.

Zi Ling quickly grabbed her: "Look at it, look at it, my skin is translucent, glowing white! Hurry up—"

Before Zi Ling could finish speaking, Duan Chaoge glared at her: "Isn't it normal for the white glow? That's an emperor-level blood coagulation pill, do you think it's a bronze-level blood coagulation pill? How strange! Go to sleep!"

Zi Ling was reprimanded by her, and stood there immediately, shrugging her neck and not daring to say a word.

Although she was being coached on the surface, she was extremely excited inside!

The emperor-level blood coagulation pill, the emperor-level... It's really the emperor-level!

Oh my God!

What kind of immortal soil trench is Feng Wu? A shot is royal!

what!

Zi Ling suddenly thought that she used a small half of the bottle left over yesterday, but there was still a small lump on the ground!

ahhh-

Zi Lingfei generally rushed out!

Still, the ointment is still lying on the ground, oooo great! Zi Ling's eyes lit up!

And at this time, she saw a person walk in and step on the ointment!

Zi Ling almost cried!

"Wow! You you you—" Zi Ling pointed at Ye Han, "You you you, how did you step on it?!"

My royal ointment ah ah ah-

What Zi Ling had smeared before was the exposed part of the clothes, but she hadn't smeared in many places under the clothes!

Ye Han shook his head at Zi Ling casually, and said coldly, "It's just a pair of shoes that have been scrapped. What are you making a fuss about?"

PS: I have to make up for yesterday, so I have to write eight chapters today~~ There are still seven chapters~