Chapter 1987 Make Song Qiujing's Death Day

Lu Jiuque rolled his eyes at He Yao: "Why are you so nervous? You are not qualified to be our autopsy target! But if you really want to, I can give you a ride."

After saying that, Lu Jiuque grinned, and with those bright teeth, He Yao's chrysanthemum tightened in fright, and he hid behind He Yan regardless, leaving He Yan with black hair.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Little Jiu'er, you haven't come in yet!"

Three people ran out of the room noisily, one was Su Ba, the dean of the Spirit Medicine Academy, and the other two were of course Lei Hong and Tang Yi. The three of them also had bloody hands, and even Yun Zheng, who was standing by, They were all silent.

"What are you doing?" He Yan was taken aback and asked.

"teaching!"

Talking about teaching, He Yao got goosebumps all over his body. He didn't know where Lu Jiuque learned his "medical skills". He had to cut people up like wild boars, so it shouldn't be too scary, okay?

At this time, He Yao and He Yan never expected that what Lu Jiuque did today would become a new "discipline" in the future, raising the "medicine" of the Kyushu mainland to a whole new level.

They can barely be regarded as witnesses of history!

Lu Jiuque turned around and said something to Su Ba, Tang Yi and Lei Hong, and the three immediately returned to the room and closed the door with a bang.

Lu Jiuque put away the glasses on his head, pointed to the tattered stools in the yard, cleaned his body with Yun Zheng's help, changed his white robe, and said to He Yan: "How is it, did you find anything? "

"Are you sure there is something under the desolate prison in Jiuyuan City?" He Yan didn't care if it was dirty or not, and sat down directly. Thinking of Lu Jiuque's first "ancient tomb" going, he felt a little funny.

The Jiuyuan City has stood outside the academy for so many years, if there really is something like an ancient tomb, wouldn't they know about it?

"You just need to tell me the result."

"Nothing at all."

"..." Lu Jiu fell into contemplation. Even the members of the He family couldn't find any abnormalities in the deserted prison. It seemed that she couldn't find Daxiang back in advance, so she could only continue to wait. "I see."

After saying that, Lu Jiuque raised his little hand again.

The smile on the corner of He Yan's mouth froze when he was "chased out of puppies" for the second time, this wayward girl!

"Ahem..."

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"This He Yao's body..."

"That's right!" Lu Jiuque stood up abruptly, staring at He Yao with burning eyes, and asked, "What are you going to do with Song Qiujing?"

"I..." He Yao's smile froze, his expression unpredictable.

Lu Jiuque sneered and said, "I am a person who has revenge and complaints. If Song Qiujing dares to trouble me again and again, either she will die or I will die."

He Yao smiled wryly and said, "I won't show mercy." Even if this little bit of love is not clear, how can I be a man in the future?

"Then you choose a day."

"What are you doing?"

Lu Jiuque raised his eyebrows lazily, his smile was dangerous and bright, "It's Song Qiujing's death day."

...

Ever since Song Qiujing's strange fire was captured and her strength continued to collapse, she basically hid in Song Ci's courtyard and didn't go out easily, especially after she knew that Lu Jiuque and He Yao had come back "unscathed", the anger in her heart was almost overwhelming. Reach the summit.

But she didn't know if He Yao had discovered her plan, so she didn't dare to see He Yao at all.

On that day, Song Ci received an invitation from Wan Jia and had to leave the academy. The anxiety in Song Qiujing's heart swelled to an unprecedented level.

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