Godly Empress Doctor

However, when they reached the ground, they stood still.

Looks like... it's not a crowd fight?

They see the advanced battlefield surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Phoenix took the lead and squeezed in with a crowd of men and women.

“Excuse me. Excuse me. ”

Phoenix dancers are from the Colonel's campus, and most of the people watching the battle were of the rank of Lieutenant Colonel or Major, so the chief officers who saw these ranks came and backed off one by one.

After all, ranks are strictly hierarchical in the peace grasslands.

That's why everyone was so shocked when the Phoenix Dialogue between Elder Oriental and Dean Xu.

The phoenix dance rushed to the front, and soon she saw her brother and Xuanyi.

Huh?

Something's wrong with that, huh?

Phoenix found that there was a real confrontation between the two sides on the stage, but... it didn't seem like there was a fight?

There are two tables on the battlefield, a huge basin on each side, and a whole roasted whole sheep in the basin.

This goat-baked golden crunchy, fragrant...

This is not the point, the point is, one person on the side of the Junmu Empire, one person on the East Sang Nation… two people are sitting at their table side by side, facing the masses.

This is to…

Phoenix dance has a strange color and a puzzling color appears in her eyes.

The first person to show up didn't know the phoenix dance, but it was definitely not the wind.

The crystal-clear and spirited eyes of the Phoenix dance were searched for nearer to the stage, and soon she saw the wind.

The little prince was lying on a soft chair when the phoenix danced to find the wind.

He had a wound on his face, and there was a visible blood mark, and the water flowed down his face as white as a jade.

His hand held to his abdomen, his mouth mumbling, obviously badly injured.

He shook his fist as he poured cold air in pain: "We must not lose this time! That's five inscriptions! Fight me if you die! ”

Phoenix stood behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

And the wind didn't lift its head: “Master, can you shoot? Which bastard...”

He spoke, turned his head, and then he saw the phoenix.

“Ah!” The wind took consciousness to cover his face,

His face seems to be badly wounded. Don't freak out your sister.

Phoenix stared at him. “What's the cover? I saw everything! ”

The wind flattened his little mouth, his eyes stared at the phoenix dance... his sister's milk was fierce.

“'Get your hands off me,' said Phoenix. ”

She really hasn't seen it. How can the prince of the King of the North, like a modern man, not be able to clean himself up?

Doesn't he care with that big mouth on his face? Still there?

Phoenix picked up a half-step bottle of divine coagulation cream from the space, smeared it with cotton swabs and applied it to the wind.

Half-step divine coagulation cream that works very quickly and instantly stops the wound on the face of the wind.

With such a clean and handsome look, there is an extra scar. What do you think of the phoenix dance?

“What's going on?” Phoenix put a clean white cotton gauze on the windswept wound and pressed the edge again.

Hiss--

The wind's painful, handsome face wrinkled straight and took a sip of cool air: “Pain, pain--”

Phoenix glanced at him and said, "You know how it hurts? Just let the wound bleed out and not deal with it? ”

Poor thing, like a puppy.

"" Hands! ”

Reach out to Phoenix as soon as the wind picks you up.

Phoenix set his mind and gave him a pulse.

And right now, around...