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

Moe's heart sinks a little bit.

You don't have to ask. This man must be from the Mainland.

Only a portion of the people who repair the Immortal Continent will be so clear about what the Divine Musician sent.

As for the Hujin mainland, there is at best a legend left behind.

To see from her battle the identity of her Divine Master's Herald is nothing more than a night in heaven.

Qin Qingyeh looked at her ugly face with satisfaction. Her face was smooth and calm: “Jun Muyan, I advise you not to try to resist. ”

“Perhaps in the eyes of these losers who repair the real continent, you're amazing, but in my eyes, you're just an ant. If I didn't want the musicians in your head to inherit it it, if I didn't want my breath to get noticed, I'd just need a finger to crush you. ”

Mu looked at him coldly and did not speak.

Qin Qingleaf slowly flew down, clamping her chin, revealing a stunning look, “Such a disillusioned look, it is a shame to kill. Why don't you follow me? As long as you hand over all the inheritance of the Divine Musicians, I will take you back to the Real World. There, but the Paradise of the Brothers, can't go as many as they want. ”

“As long as you behave yourself and serve me well, I can promise to take you on...”

The voice didn't go down, Qin Qing Ye was fierce and then took a few steps back.

He stood still and touched his cheek.

His left cheek was cut off.

Qin Qingleaf's face suddenly sank: “Jun Muyan, are you going to eat a toast or not? ”

Mu Yan shook his head with a cold smile: “I'm sorry, I can't eat a toast or a fine on your disgusting face. ”

Qin Qingleaf's eyes burst with a fierce killing intent: "Little girl, no tears in the coffin, right? Okay, I'll wait for you to kneel down and beg me! ”

The voice just went down and he shouted his hand.

Suddenly the meatballs above vibrated violently, even with the silk threads.

A familiar crackle followed in Muang's ear.

This is followed by a disgusting smell of rot.

A decay ten times bigger than the decay that just happened, appeared in front of Mu 'an.

Muang's pupils shrunk, silencing: “Rotten body. ”

Qin Qingleaf sat on top of the meatball and watched the show. “As I just said, most of what I told you is true. ”

“Your thunderbolts may be able to deal with rotten bodies, but they want to deal with rotten bodies, huh, just jokes. ”

“And a little bit more.” Qin Qingleaf knocked lightly on the meatballs beneath him, "I also said, the so-called dead door is actually a shady object, which, once combined with rot, will make it disappear even the last weakness. ”

At the moment of Qin Qing Ye's knocking, the meatballs suddenly burst out numerous threads towards the rot.

Soon after, it was just a rubble of soft collapse and mud, and it started slowly changing its shape, growing its body and limbs.

It is still covered in mud that carburizes flesh and devours spirituality.

With greedy green bean eyes on his head, he stared dead at Muang, like he was staring at the best food.

Qin Qingye coldly said: “I gave you a chance. If you just want to bow down, I will leave you a life. It's just a shame you gave up on yourself. Nowadays, you can only be a rotten fodder... if you swallow it, the junction will be corroded soon, I will get what I want, hahahahaha..."