The evil host always goes offline

Chapter 215 Twin Cloud Mud (12)

After finishing, let the white eagle open its mouth and stuff the tube into its mouth.

Shuang Anlan was extremely curious, "What the hell is this liquid?"

"You have nothing to drink."

"..." Shuang Anlan was depressed, "Anyway, we are also a fateful friendship, don't be so alien."

He glanced at the other injured claw of White Eagle, the wound has been wrapped neatly.

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Do you know medical skills?"

"will not."

"Then you do it so well."

Hui Sheng turned his head and sized him up, "You want to know?"

Shuang Anlan's heart tightened, and she shook her head quickly, "No, no, I understand."

He is stupid. In addition to being a doctor, practice makes perfect. He is stupid. Look at his mouth. It will bring back unpleasant memories of this man. His life is in danger.

"Hey! Have you chatted enough? Come over and help me when you've chatted enough."

Hui Sheng glanced at Shuang Anlan.

Shuang Anlan's scalp tightened, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just hypocritical."

"Pretentious?" The corners of Hui Sheng's mouth hooked slightly, and it was that kind of evil smile that made him feel dangerous.

Shuang Anlan couldn't help touching her arm, watched Hui Sheng walk towards that person, and quickly followed.

"You...why are you so good-looking?"

The man was overjoyed to see her coming, and was dumbfounded as soon as he said a word.

"Pfft, he wears half a mask and you know he looks good?"

Hui Sheng turned to Shuang Anlan with a smile, "You mean I'm ugly."

The smile on the corner of Shuang Anlan's mouth suddenly froze, "No, I was just saying that you are mysterious, that's right, that's what it is, and good-looking doesn't describe a man..."

Hui Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and supported his head by pressing the tail of the arrow, his long hair with lowered eyes naturally fell down, under this situation, it was a different kind of style.

"What's your name?"

The man swallowed his saliva, restrained his fascinated expression, and showed the lofty aura of a scholar, sat on the ground and cupped his hands, "Feng Honglang."

"Feng Honglang." Hui Sheng smiled, "I can save you, but I need chips."

Feng Honglang said very deeply, "Please tell me."

"Ye Xiangchi, the eldest son of Fanhai Building, can you contact me?"

Feng Honglang listened puzzled, "Why do you want him?"

Shuang Anlan came over and interjected, "Just say if you can."

"It's okay, but... you're not going to assassinate him, are you?"

Hui Sheng rolled his eyes and smiled, "Isn't it possible?"

Feng Honglang was immediately fascinated, "Okay, okay, whatever the beauty says is okay."

Hui Sheng pulled out the arrow and walked towards Bai Ying.

White Eagle fluttered its wings and lowered itself to let her come up.

"Heal your injuries first, and I'll come to you when you recover from your injuries."

"Hey!" Bai Ying shook his head.

Huisheng patted it and said, "I will do what I say."

The bow and arrow in her hand trembled, and when Hui Sheng looked over, it obediently turned into a purple flute.

Shuang Anlan saw it and quietly asked, "Why do you always like to make it into a flute?"

How domineering the big sword before it became, I don't know how handsome it is when carrying it on the street.

"It's my business."

It's rare to encounter a plane where strength is respected, so of course you have to pick a weapon that is handy.

Shuang Anlan could tell that this was her intention, but she couldn't stand the boy's obsession with weapons, so she thought it was very reasonable to make an opinion: "I think the big knife before is better, and it's much more lethal than this flute."

"Oh?" Hui Sheng's eyes were slightly raised, revealing a hint of evil, "Really?"

Shuang Anlan nodded vigorously without realizing it and solemnly, confirming his statement with all his strength.

Feng Honglang, who followed up, searched around, feeling a little strange, "Where's the bow and arrow just now?"

(End of this chapter)