Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

The round-faced girl jumped off at once and fell in front of Ye Zheng. Her face was full of surprises and excitement, “Hey, it's really you! ”

Ye Zheng took two steps backwards and looked vigilantly at the girl. The ancient blood demon in the sarcophagus was missing. Only this seemingly naive and cute girl was here, how could anyone be unprotected?

“Junior?” The round-faced girl looked stunned at Ye Zheng and seemed not to understand why she was hiding.

“She doesn't remember anything.” Watson walked up and looked at the round-faced girl, "said Sanskrit. ”

“Brother Watson.” The round-faced girl saw the lying girl, and the smile on her eyebrows stained the sadness of not seeing her again for a long time. She threw herself into the arms of the lying girl, "I thought I'd never see you again. ”

“Me too.” Wosheng rubbed her hair and looked back at Ye Zheng, “she was Fan Fan. ”

Ye Zheng looked at the young girl called Sanskrit, she was so young, before she saw the womb, she thought that the ancient blood demon should be a hateful old man, womb like a scholar, even this Sanskrit, equally young and cute, she could not associate them with the ancient blood demon.

“Shit!” Sanskrit stared at Ye Yip, “how could you forget me? You don't forget the king, do you? ”

“Why should I remember him?” Ye Xiao frowned and asked, who exactly did they mistake for her?

Van Van Gogh looked back at the sleeping life, “Where did you find Little Boy, why didn't you tell her clearly? ”

Lying helplessly, she said, "I've only met a child for two days. She's had a few rounds, and I can't remember her before. ”

“Then...” Sanskrit's eyes shine.

“Don't force her.” Wusheng whispered that forcing a person to recall the memories of several generations before returning would consume her life, which is why he did not dare to force her to remember.

Sanskrit sighed, "It's hard for you, Brother Watson. ”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Leaf Frown, “is there another ancient bloodthirsty devil besides you? ”

“Ancient Blood Demon?” Van Gogh followed with interest, "is that what you're asking me? ”

The corner of the lying mouth laughed, “Sanskrit, we've been sleeping for thousands of years, and now they call us the Ancient Blood Demons. ”

Sanskrit's complexion slightly changed, “Tens of thousands of years? I thought we were dead. Where are the others? ”

“Not yet.” Wosheng said, "The King never showed up either. ”

“We're all awake. The others should be awake soon.” Sanskrit said, waving the two golden axes in his hand, "Where's the stinking white dragon, I'm going to fight him again, asshole, dare to seal us. ”

Wosheng said, "The Dragon Clan disappeared in nine days. ”

“Ah?” Sanskrit stunned. She felt like she had just slept. It seemed like a lot of things were different.

Bang...

There was a loud noise from the black tower next to it.

Ye Zheng was slightly heavier in color and did not know which ancient blood demon was resurrected.

“I'm alive again!” A bright voice passed over.

Wosheng smiled slightly and already knew who it was.

“Tamper!” The Sanskrit shouted and ran outside the Black Tower, "Absolutely, here we are. ”

“Let's go.” Wusheng said with a smile to Ye Qiang, "is another friend of ours. ”

Ye looked at him unemotionally, “Your friend is not mine. ”

Wosheng Guan 'er smiled, "Same. ”

How could it be the same!

Ye Zheng followed him outside the black tower and saw the black tower next door coming out of a tall man. It was really tall and bright, with a long hammer in his hand. The hammer was all silver with intricate lines on it.

Although the man was tall and bright, he had a beautiful face and looked very young, which was a strange discordance between his face and body.

“Brother Watson, Sanskrit!” The man saw Watson and shouted out loud.

What a grand thunder! Ye Zheng was shocked by his voice and his ears buzzed.

“I thought you were dead!” Sanskrit was happy to run over and jump on the man screaming.

“I don't die that easily.” He walked over with Sanskrit in his arms and saw Ye Xiao standing behind him. He stunned for a moment, loosened his hand and dropped Sanskrit, “Xiao... Xiao... Xiao! ”

Ye Zheng looked at the ancient blood demon who approached him and found him really tall. She stood in front of him and had to lean her head to see his face.

“Shit!” Don't hold Ye Xiao, the voice has changed, “you're back! You're back at last!

“Let go of me!” Ye Yao shouted, she almost threw up blood in this mountain. Does he know how powerful he is? The point is, she's not the one they're looking for!

The fire phoenix emitted a flame towards the taboo, “Let go! ”

The big hammer in his hand blocked the flame and backed back in his arms, “Fire Phoenix Beast? ”

“Let her go!” The Fire Phoenix appeared in its original form, with feathers all over its body blown up and angry at three ancient blooddemons.

“Shit, don't be afraid, I baked this stinking bird.” He said to Ye Xiao.

Ye Zheng's hand appeared to wield the whip of the sun and threw the past toward the taboo, "Let go of me! ”

With an extra red mark on his sturdy arm, he looked shocked and surprised at Ye Zheng and stunned to say, “Shit, why are you hitting me? ”

“Who told you to hug me, let go!” Ye Zheng was furious.

“Let go, she doesn't remember what happened.” The Sanskrit came up to open his hands, “You forgot, little boy then...”

The lying man interrupted the words of the Sanskrit, “Sanskrit! ”

I don't know what he remembered. There was grief in his eyes. He looked at Ye Xiao, “You used to love me the most. ”

“Bullshit, boy, when's your favorite!” Sanskrit rolled his eyes and said to Ye Xiao, "Don't listen to him. ”

“Now that you're all awake, let's get out of here.” Watson whispered.

Fire Phoenix returned to Ye Zheng and measured her up and down again, "Shit, are you all right? ”

“I'm fine, don't worry.” Ye Jiao rubbed the head of the fire phoenix, "they were crowded, don't mess with them. ”

Don't you dare to hear this, reveal a bad look for the whole person, “Shit, what do you mean by that? Can we still bully more people? ”

“You're wrong!” The Sanskrit cried illogically, "We are not enemies to the young. ”

“You are blood demons.” Ye Xiao said.

scratched his head with suspicion, "What's wrong with the blooddemon? ”

Ye Zheng's heart created a slight doubt, and these ancient blood demons, as if they were different from what she had previously thought, were really very different.

What happened to them before?