Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Damn it!

Qin Xiaochuan knew that the situation was not good when Ming Wen entered the body.

He couldn't sit and watch those dark patterns enter his body.

He grabbed those wrinkled patterns that kept twisting like a viper and jerked.

But those patterns are very tricky. The thorns on the patterns quickly penetrated Qin Xiaochuan's palm.

All of a sudden, Qin Xiaochuan's palms were bloody.

With sneering and countless sounds, several ghost patterns penetrated Qin Xiaochuan's palm.

He was yanked by Mengwen, and the whole person was like a kite, dragged by force and dumped.

After a few violent crashes, Qin Xiaochuan landed in a muffled voice.

Wherever he went, the ground kept breaking apart.

Ming Wen wrapped around his wrist, pulling Qin Xiaochuan into a large character, hanging high in the air.

Ming Wen suddenly straightened, Qin Xiaochuan only felt that his limbs were as if pulled by a carriage, and the pain was terrible.

He was hung high in the air, not far away, Chen Mu carried the casket with a smug expression and looked at Qin Xiaochuan.

Chen Mu laughed.

"Qin Xiaochuan, aren't you awesome? Why, in front of my Mingwen, it's just that!"

"That sarcophagus ..."

Qin Xiaochuan opened his mouth, only to hear a sneer, a thick thick line of the thumb, suddenly penetrated his chest, his heart, was burst.

"It's still not dead like this. It seems that your physique is much stronger than I thought."

Chen Mu walked to Qin Xiaochuan and stepped on Qin Xiaochuan's heart.

Qin Xiaochuan snorted, blood spilled all over the place.

"You really are not a human race. With your strong body, you should like the coffin."

Chen Mu leaned over and patted Qin Xiaochuan's face.

He put down the grave coffin.

Mingwen seemed to get the order, dragging Qin Xiaochuan to the coffin.

"What do the disciples who don't know Gu Yuehai see when their teachings are swallowed alive?"

Chen Mu looked vicious, looking at Qin Xiaochuan.

"Chen Mu, you won't end well."

Qin Xiaochuan was dragged by Mingwen, unable to get rid of.

The nether coffin is very strange, it is like a hungry beast, waiting for Qin Xiaochuan's self-launch.

Qin Xiaochuan felt that he was one step closer to death every inch he approached it.

But he couldn't get rid of those ghost patterns at all, these ghost things, entangled his wrists and ankles.

"Qin Zhangjiao, will I have a good ending, I don't know for the time being. But you certainly will not have a good ending. Presumably, the disciples of Lone Moon Sea are already anxious. See, the miserable end of their teaching. "

Chen Mu laughed.

Chen Mu walked towards the exit of Qimen Dunjia.

Earlier, both Qin Xiaochuan and Chen Mu left a signal arrow outside the ancient temple. When the time came, the signal arrow would be launched.

At this time, the disciples of the two great schools should have arrived.

Chen Mu intends to let the Qin Xiaochuan be swallowed in front of everyone.

As a result, no one in the human world dares to rebel against Yaochi Xianxie and him.

Chen Mu's back gradually walked away until it disappeared.

Qin Xiaochuan was dragged by Ming Wen and walked all the way to the next to the coffin.

The casket was open, and bloody smells emanated from the casket.

Rao is like Qin Xiaochuan, and people who have experienced the bloody storm also feel a little suffocated.

"Are I going to die here like this, elder elder, I still let you down after all."

Blood gushed out from the wound.

Vitality is also losing a little bit, and Qin Xiaochuan feels that he can't hold on any longer.

He closed his eyes, the last moment of life.

He is full of thoughts.

In his mind, the scenes of his childhood flashed, and Qin Xiaochuan suddenly found that the memory of the Heavenly Demon Palace in his memory had long been blurred.

His memory, I don't know when it has been taken by Gu Yuehai, and ... Ye Lingguang has taken over.

Ye Lingguang ... Photon ...

He is dead.

"Fortunately, if I die, there is no need to take on the mission of Heavenly Demon Palace, I will come to you."

Qin Xiaochuan smiled awkwardly.

At this moment, when faced with death, there was no unwillingness or resentment, and some were relieved.

The identity of the alien has given him great strength, and given him his identity and status, which can be deprived of too much.

The nether coffin is within easy reach.

"Qin Xiaochuan, the last time, you owe me two lives."

With a playful voice, it came from my ears.

The next moment, the sense of restraint on Qin Xiaochuan's wrists and ankles suddenly disappeared.

Qin Xiaochuan was shocked and opened his eyes, but his eyes were a pair of ridiculous eyes.

The goal is a yellowish waxy yellow face.

"Ye Lingyue!"

Qin Xiaochuan was taken aback.

He looked at his wrists and ankles, and the intricate dark patterns disappeared miraculously.

How can this be?

Qin Xiaochuan was shocked.

"Still stand up?"

Ye Lingyue glanced at Qin Xiaochuan. It seemed that the time she arrived was just right. After a while, Qin Xiaochuan would become food for the coffin.

At a glance, Qin Xiaochuan's injury was really not light.

There was a fist-sized hole in his heart, and the county was bloody, but even such a wound was not enough to be fatal.

Qin Xiaochuan lifted a sigh of relief and quickly closed a few key points at his heart, the blood quickly coagulated, and his face recovered.

Worthy of being a demon body, but it killed the tyranny earlier.

Ye Lingyue saw it and couldn't help but praise it.

She had received news from Xuechi earlier, confirming that Qin Xiaochuan was one of the masters of the heavenly palace.

It seems that the Demon Body of the Heavenly Demon Palace is not inferior to the Emperor Demon Family.

"How will you be here?"

Qin Xiaochuan was following Ye Lingyue's departure last night, and he lost someone halfway.

The entrance to the ban was very hidden. Chen Mu had just left and Ye Lingyue came.

No matter how she appeared, neither of them was aware.

Ye Lingyue had not explained yet, behind him, there was a sharp whistling sound.

The ground shook endlessly, Ye Lingyue and Qin Xiaochuan looked back and saw the casket not far away, mad like agitated.

Ye Lingyue entered the ruins of the ancient temple with the star-mang necklace, and saw Qin Xiaochuan almost swallowed by the coffin.

Although Qin Xiaochuan is a strange demon, Ye Lingyue cannot sit back and watch him swallowed by the coffin.

Without a word, she shot.

Impressed, Ye Lingyue put away those patterns.

As soon as the breath of the stranger approached, Chen Mu's casket felt it.

Counting the last time, this is the second time Ye Lingyue has blocked it.

And without exception, all of them have absorbed the patterns of the incubation hatched from the coffin.

The casket was very annoyed, and with Ye Lingyue's body, there was a clear scent of Xuanyin's daughter. The casket was unable to bear, and no matter the host Chen Mu was away, he acted without permission.