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

If we don't use the musician right away, I'm afraid he's really hopeless.

However, when the campers wanted to take away the unconscious prawns,

Mu Yan's hand was grasped by a hand stained with blood. "Save... Haitang, save... Haitang... please... Miss! ”

This man, even his double-purpose focal length disappeared and his breathing was so weak that he could barely feel it.

But why is his will so determined?

Mu Yan sighed softly and sighed: “Okay, I'll save Haitang first, but Yinghao Tian, you have to promise me, hang on to this breath, and wait for me to save you. Don't forget, the five-year pact you owe me is not over, and you owe Haitang a lifetime of uncertainty. ”

A line of blood tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, but his face revealed a clear smile and nodded slowly.

Moo-yan quickly turned around and the magic harp appeared in his lap, "Moving the prawns to me. ”

Zhao Hai did not react for a while and even forgot to ask why these people suddenly broke into his secret residence.

His eyes followed Mu Yan obsessively, and his mouth dropped without knowing.

That disgusting mess is exactly like his son Zhao Tianxiang.

Until the loud sound of the violin, a spiritual energy that he hadn't felt in decades floated in the air.

Zhao Hai's face changed from time to time, “You... who are you? Why use spiritual energy? ”

He rushed toward Muay, his eyes filled with burning YU hopes and greed.

A mortal who lives on a martial arts continent and is naturally spiritual.

How wonderful it would be if he treated the woman as a stove, watched her gently beneath herself and absorbed the spirits in her body.

As Zhao Haichao watched his face flush with focus on playing the piano, the people of the Mediterranean Army did not do much.

They looked coldly at the man like a jumping clown, with deep disgust and mercy in their eyes.

The next moment, a black figure appeared as a ghost charm.

The black knife came down with the power of a thousand junipers.

Zhao Hai violently and other large eyes, his body instinctively began to tremble.

Soon, however, a delightful female voice came along, "Yingmei, leave this man to me, I'll clean it up myself! ”

The knife stopped.

Yingmei returned silently and silently, wrapped her hands around her chest. She looked cold at Zhao Hai and guarded herself in front of Muyan.

Zhao Hai's cold sweat slipped off his forehead.

He realized that the young man in front of him was strong enough not to have the courage to resist.

His footsteps started a little backwards, trying to escape.

However, Yingmei swung his sword, coldly and resolutely blocking his way.

Zhao Hai was stiff, but could only stand where he was, afraid to move.

Time passes a little.

For a moment, half an hour... the wounds on Feng Haitang finally began to heal, and she was completely out of danger.

This time, it can be said to be a tremendous danger.

Though Muyan's Dan medicine can almost revive death, it doesn't mean anything is really possible.

The sword on Feng Haitang broke her heart and almost pierced it.

If it is true that the heart is broken, it is immortal.

But forgive me, Feng Haitang almost died.

Mu Yan rubbed the sweat on his forehead, took a Dan medicine and sank: “Ho Tian! ”

The people of Mo camp immediately sent her to the cold sky.