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

Forgive me for witnessing the big scene, but I can't help but see this person's scalp and numbness.

“Help me... please... help me...”

As he cried, the man had black tears in one eye and blood tears in the other flushed the worm out.

The scene grew increasingly gloomy and horrible.

Muang took out a Dan medicine and fed it into his mouth, grabbing his hand was about to pulse.

I overheard a low dull sound coming from my side.

“Don't do anything stupid. You want to save people, it's not enough to save this one. These people will eat you alive. ”

Mourned and prestigious.

However, there is a lot of dark fog here, and the lighting crystal is not very far.

She had no idea who she was talking to.

At this point, a fire suddenly took off from the ground and then burst into the air.

Now, as the sun breaks through the clouds to disperse the fog, time flickers through the surrounding scenes.

“Hiss ——!! ”

When he saw the scene in front of him, Muang suddenly poured a sip of cool air.

She didn't even have time to look at what was right in front of her, all she saw was dense numbness, and “corpses” like the people who grabbed her ankles.

Yes, in Mu Yan's view, these people are long gone, unlike ghosts, and can only be called living corpses.

They don't even have a god anymore, they just know that instinctively they're wriggling their bodies, making a low, weird noise of loads.

But when the fire lit up, all these living bodies lying on the ground suddenly jumped up on their upper bodies, clawing their teeth and roaring like a wolf crying.

Let this be a gloomy place, instantly like a Hell of a Huroyard full of demons.

“See? These people are no longer intelligent, only a little bit of a survival instinct. ”

“If you take out the dandruff and let them feel pure spiritual power, they will take it at all costs. If you use spiritual force to treat people, they will smell the spiritual power on you, and they will jump over and bite the flesh off of you. ”

The fire in the sky slowly dissipates and the surroundings return to darkness.

But Muang still saw the talking man, a thin, middle-aged man, with dimpled eyes, loose hair and knots, and a beard on his face. Obviously, he didn't have a good life here, but he retained a bit of wisdom compared to the corpses.

Mu Yan pulled off the hand holding his ankle, did not use spiritual force, just used Xuan qi, twisted the two hands of the claw of a tooth dancer together.

Then, like a sack, it was dragged in front of a middle-aged man: "I wonder what your Excellency is? ”

The middle-aged man laughed bitterly: "In this unclean abyss, sooner or later, we're going to become ghostless corpses like them. What's the point of not sharing names? ”

Lighting crystals lit up in front of both of them, and Muay could see the desperate look on the face of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at it unexpectedly. Who knew, but suddenly glared at it and revealed a slight blunder: “Little girl, you... what's your name? ”

Mu Yan picked the eyebrows: “What's the point of not calling yourself home before asking someone else's name? ”

The middle-aged man stunned for half an hour and said: "My name is Wen Wang Lang. ”

Wen?

Mu Yan unconsciously remembered the cabinet of the listening cabinet, warm and distant.

“Girl, can you tell me your name? ”

Mu Yan thought about it and said, “Jun Muyan. ”

“Your last name?!!!” The warm voice was almost suddenly pulled up, and the already angry face suddenly became so vivid.