The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

After being yelled at by her, Xing Liaomu touched his nose innocently, then stepped aside again.

"Do you think he really likes you? Don't dream, Sheng Chuxin, you are just a pawn in Bei Yehan's hands. If it weren't for the luck of the ancestors in you, he would have abandoned you long ago."

Jiu Mo smiled sadly and pointed at Bei Yehan.

No one has the luck of the ancestors. Except for Sheng Chuxin, he has never seen anyone who has the luck of the ancestors.

"Luck of the ancestors?" Sheng Chuxin frowned.

She had seen this in the chapter on Wuyun Remnants and Spirits in the holy jade bracelet.

The so-called luck of the ancestors, "luck" is the luck that people are born with, for people, things, and things.

What Xianling means is that one is born with luck, just like a treasure-seeking mouse, as long as one smells it with his nose and sweeps his eyes, he can see which things are treasures and which ones are trash.

"I have the luck of the ancestors?"

She looked sideways at Bei Yehan and asked in confusion.

Why didn't she know it herself? Bei Yehan gave her the Spiritual Altar of Divine Mind Art, and she didn't realize what kind of treasure it was.

There are others, Xianyu Lingdie, and so on, all came by accident, she didn't think of them as treasures at first.

Beiyehan just raised his hand and rubbed the back of her head.

"Your spiritual luck belongs only to yourself, and no one else can take it away," he said.

"Bei Yehan, you're lying. If it weren't for her luck, you would be able to find so many unique herbs. Would you be able to cure the poison on your body?"

Jiu Mo shouted angrily.

Who doesn't know what kind of existence the Fourth Prince of Beiye is in the Dark Night Sacred Land?

But since keeping Sheng Chuxin by his side, he no longer has to be controlled by Bei Yeyi, and can stay in Xuanji Continent for such a long time.

If it is changed, can he do it?

"Sheng Chu's heart is all for use. This prince is very honest with you. As long as you follow this prince, this prince can guarantee that whatever you want, this prince can bring to you."

"Really?" Sheng Chuxin smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"What if I say, I want your head on the neck?"

She is not a three-year-old child anymore, if this provocative method can irritate her, isn't she too useless?

"You—" Jiu Mo choked on her words, and his complexion suddenly turned dark.

"presumptuous!"

Yue Qingxue beside him shouted angrily when she heard that she was disrespectful to Jiumo.

"Sheng Chuxin, what do you think you are, don't be shameless, the master can see you, that's your blessing, why don't you hurry up and come here obediently."

What she hates the most is Sheng Chuxin's condescending face.

Since she was a child, even if she was no longer favored by Yue Daohe, she was still the first daughter of the Yue family, and she would always have a bright future outside.

"My girl has never seen anyone who compares herself to things, but you are the first." Sheng Chuxin sneered.

The eyes stared at Yue Qingxue with a hint, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, in Jiu Mo's eyes, Yue Qingxue was an object.

"As for the blessings... being able to meet Ahan is a blessing that I have only cultivated in a few lifetimes. As for the others, this girl really doesn't like it."

"Holy Heart!"

Yue Qingxue gritted her teeth, staring at Sheng Chuxin with infinite hatred, wishing to gouge a piece of flesh from her body.

"Why, you want to bite me, come on, I'm waiting."

Sheng Chuxin stretched his neck, raised his hand and patted his smooth and delicate face.