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

Muang no longer cared about him, but turned out the charm left to her by the teacher's uncle.

She has basically learned how to paint three pints.

So what Uncle Xiao left her now was more than four pints.

Four or more pints, theoretically for use by fixers over the Kindan period.

So naturally, the chances of success of more than four charms are much lower than three charms.

Likewise, the price of four pints is more than a hundred times that of three pints.

One three-pint charm, the best sells 1,000 pints of crystal stone, and one medium pint of crystal stone.

But a four-point charm, the worst can sell five medium crystals, and the best can sell a hundred medium crystals.

Forgive me, however, but all over the ruins of the sky, the four pints are hard to ask for.

Mu Yan closed his eyes, his body spiritually moved, and the vermilion pen in his hand slowly dropped.

A clear script strip appears on the script.

The magic piano placed beside it also moves gently, an invisible stream of pure energy pouring into the stripes.

As there are more and more stripes, the energy on the paper becomes fuller and the sound of the violin becomes louder and louder.

Suddenly, the flames flared and the charm burned.

Mu Yan sighed softly and put down his pen.

Qihuang laughed beside him: “As Benjun had already said, the practitioner of the Divine Musicians assisted him, he had to wait until the fourth level to activate. You now draw three pints of Qin Tong in combination with spiritual power, but it is only through the help and transformation of the skills of the cloud to create the sea, it is not a true Qin Tong. ”

“As for the charade on the mainland, is that a charade? In the eyes of my lord, those are not as good as scrap. ”

Muay took the Celestial Magic and played it gently.

The music is intermittent, a moment of crying and complaining, and a moment of excitement and vibration.

With the sound of the sound of the violin, the soul of Mu 'an seemed to be free.

But these repressed emotions erupted suddenly.

Where's Bo? Is he really safe?

Ever since Baby was born, he hasn't left himself that long?

When the night is quiet, will the baby be lonely?

Do you miss your mother?

She hoped to get stronger soon. Find Bo quickly.

But, baby, where the hell are you?

Gradually, a round of silver moon appeared behind Muay's face, as if there were still a seemingly faint seven-color light shining from afar.

There was a wild wind in the space, shaking the mountains.

Seven brilliants were frightened, eyes dark, incredibly watching the closed-eyed girl play.

Her theologian skills are about to be promoted?

How is that possible?

It's only been a little over a year since she got the Celestial Magic.

For more than a year, even the most amazing Kamikaze ever, it will take at least two years to advance to the third level of Kamikaze skills.

But now, in less than two years, she's going to be promoted to the fourth grade?

Jun Mu Yan, what kind of evil are you?

And what's that colorful light? It's like coming from a distant sky, echoing Muay.

Seven brilliant glances at Mu Yan for a while.

It was not until he realized that the energy of the Divine Musician to advance had to break through the space of the Celestial Magic, that he returned to his senses.

With one hand gently swinging, a huge barrier covered the space.

If Mu Yan was awake at this time, he would surely be shocked. Seven brilliant forces have progressed to such a point in a short time.

And the space of the magic violin is stronger every day than every day.

Qihuang closed her eyes and looked at herself crystal long, without a clear hand.