Chapter 1162： Snowy sky silk (2/2)
Su Bufan also smiled faintly at this time.
”Yejia Xiaotoutou said it well, but the effect of this white line on me is only detoxification. Snowy sky silk is an item that can restrain thousands of poisonous insects and poisonous grasses.”
Upon completion, Su Bufan looked at Su Ye and tied the other end of the white line to the foot of Mu Xiao Orange, and then gently applied force.
If there is a blue mist, if it comes out, it will come out from the fingertips of Su Shifan, and then go along the white line and slowly go to Mu Xiao Orange.
Under the gaze of everyone, the blue mist was about to approach Mu Xiao Orange's slender and thin ankle, and suddenly turned into a transparent creature like a small dragon, and then instantly fell into Mu's ankle.
Still not waiting for everyone to observe the current situation of Mu Xiaolan, Su Bufan then ordered Su Ye, let him solve the white line, tied to another foot of Mu Xiao Orange.
Su Ye did it, and then Su Bufan was also a master of skill.
A total of one or two minutes before and after.
After Su Bufan took the white line made from the snowy sky silk into his pocket, Mu Xiaozi couldn't wait to look at Mu Xiao Orange, and immediately asked about it.
”Little orange, how is it now?”
Su Ye everyone, but also immediately put his eyes on Mu Xiao Orange.
Mu Xiaomei didn't immediately answer ~~ but closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then he looked a little confused.
“It seems a little itchy?”
Mu Xiaozi gave a slight glimpse. He did not expect Mu Xiao Orange to answer this question, but he still asked subconsciously.
”Little orange, where do you feel itchy?”
Mu Xiaoyan carefully perceived it and then whispered it with uncertain words.
”It seems like... the ankle is a little itchy?”
Mu Xiao Orange has not had a sense of consciousness for more than a decade since she was in a wheelchair. The feeling of this ankle is a little itchy, which makes her feel very strange!
However, Mu Xiaozi’s expression was suddenly excited, and the words were all because of excitement and became somewhat unfavorable.
”Little orange, your... your legs are conscious!”
Mu Xiaoyan's eyes widened and looked down at his legs. The feeling of itching became clearer and clearer, and then she couldn't help but talk to herself.
”Yes! My legs are conscious!”
Said, Mu Xiao Orange is holding the wheelchair with his hands and wants to stand up.
However, it was stopped by Su Bufan for the first time.
”You are still quietly sitting in a wheelchair. This is just a few ways to restore your sense of consciousness. Now that drop of poison is still in your body!”
After that, Su Ye turned his head and looked at Su Ye, said.
”Son, you go out and take out the herbs in the snakeskin pocket, cook them in one pot, cook for an hour and a half! Then give the potion to her.”
Su Ye immediately picked up the snakeskin pocket, looked at the herbs in the eyes, and then asked.
”Dad, cook with a rice cooker?”
Su is not ordinary.
”Well, the rice cooker is OK too!”
(End of this chapter)
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