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

The whole jungle is immersed in joy, joy and desire.

At the same time, countless pieces of information feed back into Muay's mind.

For a long time, the sound of the music slowed down, and Mu opened his eyes suddenly, leaping forward and coming to a large tree.

The tree is very blind in the dense snowy jungle.

The leaves are sparse, flowerless and fruitless, and the roots are dense and numb climbing many small insects.

Muang looked at the tree and couldn't help but snap the corner of his mouth.

……

Half an hour later, Muang returned to his place with a tree that had already been loaded into space.

However, the scene in front of her suddenly vanished the smile on her face.

He's gone!

The brothers and sisters who were supposed to wait here, they all disappeared.

There are a few signs of fighting around.

There are even traces of drag on the ground, stretching north.

Moe's face sank a little.

She started it again, but, oddly enough, this piece of grasshopper seemed like a dead thing.

No matter how she played the Celestial Magic, she didn't get half the feedback.

The anxiety, urgency, anxiety, regret in the mood, came together a little bit.

Qihuang: “Come on, didn't you light their birthlight in the book tower? Now the birthlights are on. What are you worried about? ”

Mu Yan suddenly looked back and rushed to see the native lights in the tower.

There are a total of nine birth lights, besides the six people in the cold clouds, there are also Bao's, Master Shiqing's. Mu Yan also wanted to order a small teacher, Uncle Luo Yunxiao, but found that he, like Tianxiao, was too tall to congeal the native lamp on the repair continent.

Muay was relieved when she saw the eight native lights in the brush tower lit up well.

Afterwards, the anxiety became cold and angry.

“I don't care what the hell this Horton tribe, Mulejo Pavilion is, if you dare hurt my brother, don't blame me for my heartless hands! ”

……

When the sky dawned, Muang tracked the traces left behind and finally walked out of the snowflake jungle.

But all the traces, once outside the jungle, disappeared completely.

She suddenly flashed a cold light as she lost her mind.

The sword came at her with a sharp intent to kill.

Mu Yan casually sidestepped, the seven swords appeared in the palm of his hand, striking a cross stop.

Just one sound.

The shadow of the sword shouted and retreated several meters away, almost falling to the ground.

The man is tailored and about to attack again.

But as soon as he looked up, he suddenly stopped and shouted, “Monarch?! ”

Muang turned his head.

Only a very young girl with a sword is seen, her skin is white and she looks beautiful.

She looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she'd seen it for a moment.

The little girl returned from the shock and immediately rushed over with excitement. Her face was filled with a smile: “Monarch, it's really you! I can't believe I met you here, I... I... shouldn't have attacked you just now. Monarch, don't be angry with me! I'm so glad to see you again. ”

Mu Yan was a little hesitant to say, "Are you? ”

The little girl was not recognized, and there was no anger. Instead, the sweeter and more sincere she laughed, “Monarch, my name is Lin Shaomin. So many people have been saved by you. I am just one of the very few. You do not remember me, and it is normal. But to me, you're my regenerating parent. ”