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Chapter 2478 mad words

"Are you sick?"

Yan Zhuo stared at Kong Bo with his eyes, his eyes no longer described as if he was mentally retarded.

This is the first time that Yan Zhuo has "spoken words".

Kong Bo is also a talented person.

"If it weren't for your helping me pass on the news and save countless people, I'd beat you to death today. Your thoughts would be simply disrespectful to Emperor Chenyuan!"

Yan Zhuo changed his face. He respected Emperor Chenyuan in his heart. He always took him as an example and worked hard to be himself. When he was young, he thought about becoming his savior to save the people like him.

The Prosperous Nightmare Clan.

Now that someone misunderstood like this, the cold and cold energy around Yan Zhuo could not suppress it.

Kong Bo is a pharmacy expert and has unparalleled medical skills, but his martial arts value is very average. He can't stand the pressure of Yan Zhuo at all, and he suddenly can't stand his body.

For this reason, he also knew that Yan Zhuo was really angry, and it was not the desire to hide any emotions that caused him to overwhelm it.

After Yan Zhuo finished speaking, he turned around and left, not looking at Kong Bo at all. He was a little angry with Kong Bo and regretted coming this trip.

Thinking of the promises that Ming Yan and others had made before, Yan Zhuo suddenly felt that his face hurt.

After being with Bai Ran for a long time, Yan Zhuo's character has also begun to deviate. He himself is conscious, but he does not admit it.

"The elixir is the secret Huixiang Pill made by the Yun clan. After taking it, it cannot be seen on the outside, but people will gradually get tired and fall into a sweet dream, slowly unable to extricate themselves, and finally die in the dream, and their souls cannot wake up and will fall into a deep sleep forever."

"Although the other party tried his best to cover it up and replaced it with the sweet smell of the flower clan, he could only deceive others. I have been practicing medicine for tens of thousands of years, and they probably didn't expect you to look for me."

"Thanks to you to come to me, it's not that I'm raising myself, no one can tell me except me."

"You are not here for nothing. I... have a complete regret. I have forgotten what I offended. No matter what, my sister hoped that I could help you, and you saved me again. I will help you. In the future, I will welcome the Emperor of Fengdu. Of course, it is limited to this. I don't know how to fight. Zu Xun is here, so I can't say much."

Kong Bo told him the answer the moment Yan Zhuo flashed and left.

Seeing the Emperor of Fengdu stop, he quickly told everything he knew.

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"Thank you."

Yan Zhuo left a sentence and disappeared.

As for the future, Yan Zhuo thought he would not come again. It was unreasonable that after Kong Ling died, he would still be intimate with other people's kindness. He thought Kong Bo was remembering his friendship with saving the thunder tribulation, but he did not want Kong Ling to be mixed in between.

That is an emotion that he can never repay, so don't touch it.

Because no matter in the past or in the past, even though he was trapped in the dark Fengdu healed his wounds alone, he never thought that the girl who once took all his bets on him was really indifferent.

If Kong Bo hadn't mentioned it again today, Yan Zhuo really didn't think there was anything. In Yan Zhuo's world, it was just a little accident in the endless years, without any turmoil.

It's just a sad and delicate person who insists on falling in love with a fruitless wood with joy.

Finally, it ends with the remains.

In fact, Yan Zhuo didn't tell the truth. There was a saying that he lied. If it was his current status, Kong Ling was as always, and Yan Zhuo had no one to be happy, he might give her an explanation and a title.

But after all, there is no emotion.

It was just because Kong Ling spent too much on him, and Yan Zhuo was not real wood, but because of responsibility, he would choose to fulfill his wishes.
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