"Oh no, I will definitely feed you the medicine gently."
Qi Wenyao lay on the ground, pale-faced, "I don't believe you for a second..."
Before he could finish speaking, a bowl of bitter and unpleasant medicine was poured directly into his mouth.
Sheng Ning was very experienced in feeding medicine. She pinched his cheek with her small hands and only let go after seeing him swallow the medicine.
"Cough cough cough yue......."
Qi Wenyao, whose limbs had finally regained their freedom, lay on the ground coughing desperately.
He tried to spit out all the medicine in his mouth, but strangely, the medicine was absorbed as soon as it entered his body.
His eyes were red from coughing, and when Qi Wenyao raised his head again, his expression was like that of a humiliated young wife.
"You've gone too far."
Yu also raised her hand and patted his shoulder, "You have to believe that the things Junior Sister refines are definitely invincible."
At first, Yu Ye didn't quite believe in Sheng Ning's skills either.
Until she concocted a better calming pill and a better laser cannon.
Qi Wenyao glared at him fiercely upon hearing this, "So it's not like you're drinking shit!"
Yu coughed lightly and helped him up from the ground.
Unfortunately, their spiritual power is currently suppressed; otherwise, Qi Wenyao would definitely check his own spiritual roots first.
Soaked in the medicine that smelled like feces, I wonder if his spiritual roots were crying along with him.
Just as Qi Wenyao was immersed in grief and did not notice that the skin on his face had turned green, a transcendent voice rang in their ears.
"Fellow Daoist Sheng, are you... cooking shit?"
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