The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Crystal jade fingers on his scarred wrist.

Below the diagnostic pulse, Muay slightly frowned.

It is true that the wounds of Hao Tian are far less simple than they appear.

In previous life, Yinghaotian, as the heart of the Palace Qianxue, eventually cultivated to reach the peak of heaven.

However, it was forcibly treated and piled up with the most effective Xuan and Dan drugs.

So after reaching the peak of the heavens, Ho Tian was harder to get into, and young died after a serious injury.

By the time he died, he had no idea that his enemies of extermination were the Palace of Heaven and Fire.

Muang retracted his hand: “Sit on the floor on your knees for a while, no matter what I do, don't resist. ”

Yan Haotian sat on the floor on his knees as promised.

Mu Yan doesn't know when he's had more Celestial Magic.

She closed her eyes and the air in her body quickly moved.

Bao stood up and guarded her with a small face.

As the plain white ten fingers fluctuate slowly on the grey and black strings, the euphemisms also flow from between her fingers.

Hao Tian's original cold divine color slowly softened when he heard the music.

His eyebrows stretched and his scarred face revealed a gentle and sweet look, as if he thought of a good memory.

With a gentle sigh in his face, the movement in his hand never stopped.

The sound of the violin changed slowly, and the original entanglement, slowly became like a cry, breaking the liver and intestines.

The look of Ho Tian gradually changed from tenderness to pain and struggle.

Bean-sized sweat beads rolled off his forehead.

The crusty body trembled uncontrollably and gently.

And in his sea of air, Xuan power was slowly beaten as the musical jump began to spin in his five dirty hearts and eight curious meridian pulses.

Everywhere Xuan Qi goes, it does not bring the comfort of the warm ocean on a weekday, but the pain of even being torn apart by flesh.

Ho Tian died biting his teeth off, his mouth slowly spilled blood, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

But he didn't even make a single groan, let alone bounce it, or run it by himself.

Just because, that's Muang's order.

When the Xuan Qi inspired by the sound of the qin flowed through his every inch of the meridian, the sad music suddenly changed again, becoming an exhilaration for killing.

More intense pain erupted from the flesh and bones of the entire body.

He finally couldn't help but open his mouth and cry beastly and painful.

Fine blood beads mixed with sticky black fluid seeped out of the surface of his skin.

At this moment, the entire human race even looks a hundred times more miserable than it is in the battlefield.

Black red blood tears came out of his seven tips, and the new clothes he had just changed had been completely stained with black blood.

But Muay's voice did not stop or soften at all.

Until, the sound lasted for half an hour, it slowly stopped.

Mu Yan retracted some numb fingers and said softly: “Go back to the bathroom, change your clothes, then come see me. ”

Ho Tian struggled to climb up from the ground, and his whole person was like he had just come out of a black mud pit, and it was stinky and dirty.

A weak body could not even stand steadily and almost fell just when it got up.

But he saluted with respect, and then stumbled out.

As soon as Ho Tian left, Bao jumped over and held Mu Yan tightly.

“Baby, what's wrong?” Mu Yan spoke softly.