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

Mu opened his eyes violently and gasped.

The ears still sound like a broken and distant song.

Instead of soothing the confusion, the song gave rise to intense sadness and despair deep inside her heart.

Mu Yan turned his hand and pulled the seven swords, looking around.

However, she had not yet had time to observe the surrounding environment, and was stunned to discover--

Seven swords won't come out!

It's not just the seven swords that can't be taken out. The magic harp, the god, the spiritual power, everything seems to have disappeared from her.

However, this is not the worst of all.

What's scariest is that she doesn't have half the power, but she floats in the air.

His hand touched the tree next to him, but his hand passed between the leaves of the trunk.

This... what's going on?

She's lost her soul?

Here, where is it?

……

Muang turned around and realized that it was a very strange palace.

Said it was strange because of the palace sculpture building, golden brilliance and luxury.

But in such a luxurious palace, there is not even a ghost.

The ground was full of ash, the ceiling was covered with web.

Every bluestone, every corridor pillar, is talking about loneliness and ice.

Here, where the hell is it?

All of a sudden, he became more alert.

Because in the corner of the palace, there's a man in black.

The figure is long and eye-catching.

Face skin is unhealthy blue and white, not even the lips are slightly blood-colored, but it is extremely black with one eye, like an infinite abyss that never sees the bottom.

When he looked up at him, he knew he couldn't see himself, and Muay felt cold all over his body.

Strange and somewhat familiar.

Especially this face, these eyes.

At this point, a cautious voice is coming from afar: "Your Highness, this is your training resource, and there is another task ahead. ”

The man stood up and suddenly came outside the door.

The guard who sent the message didn't seem to expect him to come out so soon. He was scared to death and fell on his ass. “Your Highness, I didn't mean to disturb you, Your Highness. Please forgive me... Please forgive me...”

The guard's eyes were filled with terror and despair, and his body shivered like a bran.

When a man's cold gaze came over, he was even more frightened.

A strong wind struck and directly lifted the guard out for dozens of meters, hitting the fake mountain and knocking his head to pieces of blood.

But the guard was amnestied and even kowtowed, flying seemed to escape.

The man mocked the corners of his lips before bending down to pick up the storage ring on the floor.

However, just then, a group suddenly crashed into his foot.

Mu Yan Ding's eyes glanced and found out that this was actually a little boy with a pink sculpture jade.

She looks about two or three years old, her skin is as white as snow, and her eyes are wide and round.

Lotus-like little hands hold a man's legs and shake his body.

When he stood steady, he lifted his neck, crooked his head and looked at the man, his eyes filled with curiosity.

The man's eyebrows bowed and his whole body gave off a creepy thrill, “Let go! ”

In his tone, such a reckless deterrent would scare the shit out of a five-sized guard.

The little boy, however, split his mouth and gave a brilliant smile after a glimpse.