Chapter 103 What a sinister woman "What's your name?" A human woman suddenly came into his sight. On normal days, he would have killed her with a single blow. No one in his life had ever dared to speak to him like this. If he hadn't been injured and unable to exert any strength... "Master, did you pick up a mute?" A young man poked his head out, but the appearance of this young man was really...hard to describe...even the sickle monster in the demon world looked more handsome than him. "Nonsense!" The human woman straightened up and gave the boy a slap. "He is clearly a member of the demon tribe. Look, he has two demon horns on his forehead!" The young man cried out in pain, covered his head and asked, "Are there no mutes in the demon clan?" The woman was startled by the question, and looked around and said teasingly, "Of course not, Master is very knowledgeable, whatever he says is the truth, why do you have to ask so many questions!" The person on the couch suddenly felt that this woman was extremely interesting. She clearly knew that she was wrong, yet she still taught her disciples in this way. Not only was she misleading the students, but she was also full of high-sounding words. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to move the corners of his mouth. "Master, this man looks hopeless!" The young man stuck his head out again and looked at the person on the couch. Although he was a little ugly, his eyes were black and white, clear and pure, which surprised the person on the couch very much. Don't ordinary people in this world regard such ugly people as monsters and disasters? Why can this young man still be so innocent?
Oh... forget it. Even if it is just as this kid said, I am about to die. What is the point in pursuing these things? "Are you stupid?" The woman touched the forehead of the man on the couch. The cold touch made him feel nostalgic. "I just refined a batch of pills a few days ago, and was worried that no one would test them. This is God's help, given to a dying man." As she spoke, she touched the wrist of the man on the couch. How can demons have pulses like humans? This woman must have some unorthodox knowledge that she doesn't even know this? Just when the man on the couch thought that this woman was nothing special, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, and suddenly he felt some strength. He tilted his head and looked over, and the woman was not looking for a pulse, but giving him a needle in his wrist. It was this needle that made him feel as if he had escaped from the extremely cold abyss of death and could feel a little warmth again. "But what if the master can't save him? Wouldn't that mean he's being sent on his way? If people get to know, wouldn't it ruin his reputation?" The young man leaned over to look at him, seemingly not understanding what the master he was talking about was doing. "Hey~ What's the big deal? There are so many doctors who have killed people, not to mention that this is my first time to treat a medical demon. Besides, he was about to die, is there a better way? If he can be saved, it means he is not destined to die, and he will have great responsibilities in the future. If he cannot be saved..." The woman turned her head and looked at the person on the couch. The brightness in her eyes made the person on the couch lose his mind for a moment. Perhaps he was too drowsy to see clearly just now, but after the injection, he regained his strength and looked at the woman again. She was so beautiful that even the most flattering words in the world would not be enough to describe her beauty. Even the most brilliant painting in the world would find it difficult to describe her beauty. "What if we can't save him?" the young man asked impatiently. "You see, he is a demon. Judging from his appearance, he is of royal blood. If he cannot be saved, take out the magic pill while he is still alive. The magic pill of the demon royal family is the best material for refining elixirs. Even the two horns on his forehead can be used as medicine if you cut them off and grind them into powder. Then find a place to bury him somewhere. No one will know. How can it ruin his reputation?" The woman said lightly, as if she was just slaughtering a pig or a sheep. I just thought this woman was pretty, but after hearing what she said, I felt that she was extremely sinister. The person on the couch couldn't help but close his eyes, sighing in his heart, even if he was not destined to die today, he would probably die at the hands of this woman! Just when he was filled with despair, he heard the young man speak again. "Master, what are you doing?!" Although the person on the couch was disheartened, he was curious about the question. He opened his eyes and saw the woman making hand gestures, drawing out the spiritual energy from her body and slowly injecting it into his body through the silver needle. "Master! This is a matter that will cost you your cultivation. What's the point of doing this for a dying man, who is a demon?!" The young man was anxious, his face full of worry. The man on the couch felt his body gradually warm up, and his fingers could move slightly. "I know it will cost me my cultivation, but he is in such a state, I am afraid he can't bear the power of the elixir. I will give him some first. If he is rescued in the future, I will ask him for it." He put away his skills, took out a golden elixir from the leather bag on his waist and stuffed it into the mouth of the man on the couch. The person on the couch suddenly felt a sweetness on his lips and teeth and had time to smell a faint fragrance before the woman exerted force and sent the pill into his body. "Oh my," the young man cried out, "I spent two years refining this elixir, and now it's gone. I even used it on the demons..." The woman glanced at the boy and said, "What do you know? Your teacher is a man of foresight! Go, go, go, go and make the medicine. You have been lazy for half a day. Do you think I don't know?!" …… The person sitting there seemed to be in a trance, and the corners of his mouth actually raised. Although he was under a spell, he could not hide his dashing look, and his handsome face was still visible, making the charming woman next to him feel excited.
She twisted her waist and walked forward, touching the person's hand that was as soft as a dry branch. The charm in her eyes was as delicate as silk, but filled with passion like a spring. "Your Majesty~" The woman's breath was like fire, burning the person sitting on the seat. But the person sitting there was not moved at all, and with a wave of his hand he swept the woman down the stairs. The woman was horrified, and all her charm disappeared. She quickly got up and knelt, bending over, saying, "Your Excellency, spare me! Your Excellency, spare me!..." The man on the seat moved his fingers, which were like dry branches, and the woman raised her head involuntarily as if someone had pinched her chin. "My woman is only Tumi. If you dare to do it again next time, I will make your soul fly to the ground!" His voice was as loud as a hoarse, but extremely cold. As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the woman below the steps seemed to have lost all her strength. She collapsed to the ground and could not get up for a while. "Yes... yes... your subordinate... your subordinate will never dare to overstep the boundaries again... never again..." "What's the matter?" The person sitting there seemed too lazy to argue with her and just asked with his chin in his hand. The woman at the bottom of the stairs knelt down hurriedly and replied with a trembling voice: "The wolf leader has already chased to Guyang City. I think the two mice hid there a few days ago. He just wrote back to me and came to report to your Excellency..." The man on the seat tapped his fingers, which looked like dead branches. His knuckles were so bony and scary. After a moment, he ordered, "Tell him to go see the Right Emissary and listen to his orders." The woman quickly said yes and crawled away. No water, no water, no water! It's really not water! (End of this chapter)