Damn, what was she thinking?
Xuan Qingling tapped her head in frustration, deeply felt that she really hadn't slept for several days and nights, and was so tired that her mind was not clear.
To actually listen to such an unreliable guy talking nonsense here!
She was a talented cultivator of the Ancient God Clan and she was not any showgirl so how endowed she was was none of that stinky man's business!
And Liu Buyan waited for a while, but didn't hear any movement behind him, so he couldn't help urging: "Young Miss Xuan, how are you? Have you applied the medicine already?"
Only then did Xuan Qingling come back to her senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a while!"
She hastily rolled up her sleeves, exposing the wound, and carefully applied the medicine bit by bit.
Although it was as light as possible, several of her wounds were very deep, and when touched, they still hurt so deeply that she couldn't help but let out a hiss.
