Godly Empress Doctor

“You, you, you--”

Ice Fire Beast stares at Phoenix Dance, eyes wide open!

It shook its head desperately.

But he lost his rhinoceros head and the blood was like a bet.

“Pfft -" Ice Firebeast sprayed a bite of blood, his body twitched constantly, and finally, he twitched to death.

It dies without meditation.

Those eyes were so big, they stared at the phoenix and the whole face was twisted.

Outside the screen, the old Fong Gong and Wu Dao people face each other again.

Wu Dao Man: “Ice elements? ”

Old Fong Gong: “Hmm. ”

Wu Dao: “After childhood, can you still inspire elements? ”

Old Fong Gong: “Normally impossible. ”

“But...”

The phoenix dance did it.

At this point, there was a footsteps coming from the outside!

Old Fong Gong and Wu Dao people simultaneously turned the screen, clicked, and switched the scene to Xuan.

Again, a tall, skinny old man, in a clean white robe, with a few fairy airway bones.

As soon as he came in, he laughed and said, “Dean Fang has always been here? ”

Again, he is an old man of the Xuan family and one of the seven grand committee members of Imperial College, Xuan Kun.

“No?” Fangkou nodded, indicating that Xuan Kun sat down and watched.

Xuan Kun saw that the image was his grandson. The smile on his face grew brighter and brighter: “Are you also observing Jing 'er? ”

Fang Gong nodded: “Xuanjing did well. ”

Xuan Kun's old face had an indefensible pride, judging by the bones of his fairy wind.

He touched the beard on his jaw and pretended to be helpless: "So what, he's not second? Too bad, that's a shame. ”

Wu Dao touched his jaw: “Not necessarily. ”

Xuan Qun deliberately misunderstood: "Oh? ”

Wu Daoyuan secretly cursed the old fox, intentionally, but he said: “Although the Son of the King is in first place now, his literary exam is so bad, so it is not necessarily possible to get first place. ”

Xuan Kun touched his jaw, so he thought, but there was a glow flashing through his eyes.

Yet he waved his hands together: "Impossible, impossible, impossible, Impossible, Son of the King. How is that possible? My Jingle can't get past it, definitely not. ”

Wu Daoist scolded in his heart, knowing he couldn't go beyond it, what nonsense?

However, worried that Xuan Kun shifted his attention to the phoenix dance, Wu Dao people could only compare Xuanjing with Midnight.

“Why can't we go beyond that? Anything is possible. Everyone has that possibility until the final result is reached.” Wu Daoist has a double word.

In fact, Wu Daoists saw the phoenix dance more than Xuanjing.

Old Fong Gang has just warned him severely, because of special reasons, the practice of Phoenix dance cannot be disclosed yet, and must be kept strictly confidential.

Wu Dao smiled and looked at Xuan Kun.

In his mind, the first and second place, should have arisen between the phoenix dance and the imperial night, nothing at all.

But Old Man Xuan is obviously in the play.

“Do you really think that my Jingle... has a chance? ”

“How can there be no opportunity when there is an opportunity? There is a great opportunity.” Wu Dao smiled at him.

Old Xuan waved his hands again, so he humbled himself: “You guys are very kind to me, but by the way, this Jing 'er in my house is really a good material for martial arts practice, and the literary exam is okay, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha -”