Niu Fei Zai Xia - Chapter 1199

Wu Hao is a pretty vengeful person.

There is a saying that it is better to offend the gentleman and not to sin the villain. I would rather offend the villain and sin the woman.

Wu Hao is the kind of person who is more vengeful than a woman and who is revengeful enough.

As a result, the big prince was half-conscious, and he was awakened by a hard life.

Because Wu Hao took a knife and gave him a urinary tract.

“This is not a medical accident.” Wu Hao groaned herself, and then smiled very gently at the newly awake prince who smiled. “The pain is right, who makes you feel free to give yourself a knife.” Don’t blame me, this is the help of Lei Feng spirit, help you to give you a knife.”

If it weren’t for your idea, how could I think that the prince of the palace was sore and angry, and fainted again.

“If you, what do you say nonsense?” The Lord of the Yuan treatment is not a fool, and he sees the apprentice in the presence of a fool.

Wu Hao did not dare to blame the ghosts, and began to use the meta-therapy to accurately treat the prince’s creation, including his own injury.

In fact, the bleeding of the great prince was already suppressed under the treatment of the medical officer. Wu Hao and Yuan Zhen’s vitality treatment are mainly to provide vitality and avoid wound infection.

However, these two are the masters of metatherapeutics. The wounds are more than a problem of stopping bleeding and preventing infection. The large area has been reborn. It is conservatively estimated that the big prince can get out of bed after three days.

Of course, the cut things can’t grow anymore, and it’s impossible to pick them up.

If Wu Hao is treated with all his heart, everything is possible, and replanting the body is not a myth. But this lazy thing is not too lazy to bother and effort, even if it can be treated, but also consider the reason for the big prince from the palace.

After the treatment is completed, I am sincerely grateful to the governor of the Clan, and the two men and the teacher return to the temple.

The Yuanzheng Master and Wu Hao took the carriage and whispered, “Why, if you want to harm the prince’s mind”

“Oh, Master. I have absolutely no idea of ​​wanting to harm the great prince.” Wu Hao quickly screamed. At the same time, I secretly added in my heart: I am just a pit, not a harm, and there is a big difference between the two.

“Because the teacher is in the treatment, there seems to be a lot of power in many places. If you can’t try to replant the broken limbs,” the Yuan treatment master said hesitated.

“If you pick it up, it may not be easy to use.” Wu Hao looked seriously.

“It’s easy to use, how can I say this?” The Yuan treatment master said that this kind of thing is a bit embarrassing.

“The so-called smashed silk, where it may be broken, but it is different from ordinary arms and legs.” Wu Hao is righteous and said nothing about his opinion: “Master, think about it. That blood flow channel is How dense is the blood vessels? Do I really have the ability to pick up every place? Even if there is a slight difference in the pool, I am afraid that when the big prince’s house is in the candlelight, I will not spur the blood before I spurt the blood.”

The main body of the Yuan Dynasty was red, and he screamed: “There is no seriousness in speaking.”

“We are engaged in discussions.” Wu Hao said with both hands: “In the case of this life, we must rely on the people we treat, and we will never think about how hard we can help him pick up.”

“There is also some truth.” Yuan treatment hall nodded, undeniable this possibility.

Wu Hao further explained: “More importantly, the great prince is going to cut himself cleanly to save his life. Master, you see the injury. It should be seen that the wound is getting from right to left, and the edge of the knife is getting worse. It is his own hands.”

The main remedy of the temple is that the wound between the legs of the great prince is really in line with the characteristics of self-trauma and pain.

“And this involves a lot of inner feelings. The disciples have already analyzed it before. Maybe the palace is the means of his life.” Wu said: “So, the helper completely helped him become an eunuch, actually saved him. A life.”

The yuan therapy master also understood, and nodded: “So you will completely heal the wound, even if the big prince has the opportunity to get the medicine of the level of heaven and earth, there is no possibility of being reborn.”

Wu Hao’s unpredictable look is like a shit: “Master has already thought about the future. I didn’t really think so much, but I hope that he will recover from the injury.”

“You can’t help but be untrue. The big prince is quite a bit entangled with you. It’s hard to keep you from swearing.”

Wu Xiaoxiao did not refute.

The Lord of the Yuan Dynasty did not take this matter to heart.

The carriage was walking, and suddenly there was a noisy vocal along the street.

“Good grasp”

“Playing corrupt officials”

“Women. Go and take some sly wash water, Lao Tzu wants to splash him.”

Wu Hao and Yuan Zhen Temple master opened the carriage curtain and looked out. I saw a few prison cars in the distance. Several warriors and dozens of escorts were coming along the street.

This is another poor victim of the corrupt strategy of the Ink Prince.

“It is the **** of the prisoner and retreat to the side of the road.” The Lord of the Yuan treatment commanded the female servant who drove the carriage.

I don’t want the escorting officer to rush in, and I asked An Dao: “I was disturbed by the Lord and the leader, and the lower officials were afraid.”

It turned out that the former escorting officer was far away from the car of the Yuandian Temple. In particular, I saw Wu Hao, who was on the carriage and probed the brain, and hurryed forward to greet him.

He did not know the Lord of the Yuan, but Zhou Ruruo often walked around the Prince of Mo, and the appearance of the country was so memorable, naturally it was known.

The escorting officer is actually not low in identity. After all, it was sent by the Prince of Mo, and he was also a trustworthy aide. However, there is such a master in Wu Hao, he is absolutely a working slave.

The main hall of the Yuantherapy Temple: “Why come to disturb, you are doing business, I will wait for the vehicle to avoid the prisoner.”

“The lord of the temple has broken down the official. The prisoner is a rutless car. How dare you rush to the road with your lord?” The **** officer looked like a heartache: “If you want to stick to it, please do it~www.mtlnovel. Com~The lower official will have to bring his own subordinates to sin.”

Wu Hao is not snoring at the side of the apprentice, but secretly from the belly: You are collectively busy from the palace. Let the great prince be your **** captain and go to serve Xuanwu Huang together. Or set up a complex of chickens, and unremitting struggles with evil forces.

Regardless of Wu Xing’s heart in the chaos, the rut of the Yuan Tang Master is ahead of schedule.

The prisoner was in a messy prisoner trying to get rid of it, but was escorted by the squadron and drank a few castanets, and he was dizzy and his cheeks were more swollen.

They are not aware of it, there will be such a end today, at least half of the reason is derived from the beauty of the carriage that is passing by.

At the beginning, it was Wu Yi’s method of borrowing money from the officials to create these sacrificial sacrifices.

Such a beautiful water, in the eyes of the officials, took the carriage and went.

In fact, the big prince did not say anything wrong. In a certain way, she really deserved that the disaster was not yet to be continued.

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