Chapter 516

Long Yanhuang held back a smile. How could he forget that he is a little woman with a violent temper.

Not even his face, not to mention this guy.

The demon gentleman couldn't hang on his face for a while, so the little girl could be so fierce.

He really wanted to get angry. Tong Yan stared at him coldly, "get away impatiently. I'm worried about my aunt."

And tried to threaten her.

Is her Tong Yan threatened?

"Madam, why are you so fierce? I didn't say anything, and you drove me away." the demon king pitifully followed Tong Yan. After all, if you want to get the little girl's heart, you can't always make her angry.

But

How does he feel? The little girl doesn't like to see herself.

Tong Yan glanced at him. Although she didn't understand how the demon king, who made so many people afraid, could stand her temper, she could figure it out.

This guy has absolutely another purpose!

"Can you still go?" Tong Yan looked at the man beside him and asked.

The man was also quiet. Even if he was stabbed on his back, his blood was flowing. He didn't hum.

Tong Yancai finished saying that. Seeing the man's shaky appearance, Tong Yan quickly helped him. The man leaned on her shoulder.

Tong Yan wrung his eyebrows. Some were not used to the direct contact of others, but he saw that the man seemed really weak and coughed.

"Isn't it cold? If such a deep wound is not treated in time, it is easy to be infected." Tong Yan couldn't care so much, and the man still hugged his waist. She turned to look at the little yellow chicken and saw it looking at herself with a bad smile.

Tong Yan ordered angrily, "what are you looking at? Don't hurry to fill the medicine!"

"And you, are you free? I don't know. Will you go and book the room first?"

The little yellow chicken looked at Tong Yan wrongly and shook his head helplessly. Hey, big brother chases his wife. Why are they so miserable.

But

The little yellow chicken looked at the demon king who was in the same condition as it and immediately felt relieved. Isn't there a cushion

The demon king didn't think that he would be scolded one day. However, looking at the ferocious Tong Yan, he dared to be angry for a time.

"Really, one by one, don't let me worry." Tong Yan twisted her eyebrows, then attached the people around her to one side and said, "I'll give you a simple hemostasis first. I'm afraid you can't make it."

The man did not refuse. Tong Yan looked at him strangely.

It is reasonable to say that such people should not be very vigilant. They should show their back to her so boldly. If she wants to do something bad, he can't escape.

"Why did you save me?" Tong Yan took out equipment from the space ring and put medicine on him.

Long Yanhuang became stiff and forgot this stubble.

He said nothing coldly, and the atmosphere fell to the freezing point in an instant.

Tong Yan looked at him with his little head. "In other words, where did you come from? What's your name?"

The man in front of him was very quiet. Tong Yan guessed that he should have low self-esteem and dare not speak.

"Grass dies in Sichuan."

"Ah?"

"Name."

The cold voice was very hoarse. Tong Yan felt that he spoke like a heavy bell, so far away.

"Cao Wuchuan? What a special name." Tong Yan smiled. She put some medicine on him and said, "OK. The blood stopped for the time being. Go back first and I'll bandage you again."