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

Shadowy's face, when he heard him say "marry me", was suddenly cold and thorough.

The people of the Mediterranean Army are even more eager to strip Zhao Hai alive.

Instead, Mu Yan lowered his smile and slowly said: "Well, the gambling is done! ”

Zhao Hai heard rumors and was ecstatic.

At this moment, he has determined that Mu Yan is the descendant of which Hu Zhen can be left behind in Wuhu mainland.

There is some spiritual power, poor talent, but self-righteous, thinking how amazing I am.

Today, he taught this little girl how to be human.

When she loses the game and moans beneath herself, she knows what the real strong are.

Zhao Haiqiang withstood the look of not showing his pride. The peculiar rope in his hand threw him away and said, “Little girl, you promised yourself, if you lose for a while, don't regret it, let alone let your servant do it. ”

The more beautiful the smile on Mu's face, the more beautiful he looked at the shadow.

Yingmei bowed down: “Follow the instructions of the lady. ”

Zhao Hai couldn't help but laugh, “Okay, in that case, I'll let you teach me, what is the true strong man! ”

The twisting rope was like life, whistling toward the face.

Just now, Zhao Hai used this technique to easily hold Feng Haitang and Yan Haotian.

In Zhao Hai's view, Mu Yan is really better than Feng Haitang and Yan Hao Tian.

Her rank, at first glance, is already congenial.

But what about innate? That is the limit that mortals can reach.

And him? But decades ago, he had successfully exercised his soul and survived a thunderbolt.

Besides, he also has this treasure from the Mainland - [Locking Spirit Rope].

How could this little girl possibly be his opponent?

Knock, knock, knock.

Thick and intense Xuan Qi fluctuations.

The next moment, a shock occurred to Zhao Hai.

His [Locking Spirit Rope] was about to touch Mu Yan, and it actually flew straight back like it touched something that couldn't be overcome.

The sound of the violin is getting more and more violent.

Zhao Haimei frowned and reached out to retrieve the [locking rope].

All of a sudden, his heart was overwhelmed by an unknown hunch.

Hide beside your body as fast as you can.

His [locking rope] flew through the wall with a sharp slaughter like an arrow, listening only to a sound in his ear.

Just then, if he didn't hide, he was stabbed in the right way by [Locking Rope], that's him.

Zhao Haixin gasped with palpitation, looking into Muyan's eyes, no longer had the initial contempt, but was slowly replaced by coagulation.

“Looks like I really underestimated you.” Zhao Hai's voice sinks, “but if you think that this little sculpture trick can defeat me, it's a crazy dream! ”

The voice had just fallen, and his figure had suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, it was already in front of Muay as if it were lightning.

Zhao Hai did not use any weapons this time, but held his fist tight and waved hard towards Mu Yan.

But it was such a simple attack, when the fist waved, it seemed to roll up a thousand layers of waves.

Even the surrounding air swept in distortions, as if surrounded by a hurricane, unable to escape.

The people of the Pyongyang Army stood upright one by one, terrified and worried, "Miss -!! ”

The surrounding intimidation left them pale and barely able to stand.

Only then do they feel the difference between themselves and the truly strong.