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

But in previous life and present life, Muay has not experienced any kind of degenerative crisis.

So even in the face of such a dangerous desperation, her divine colour remains calm.

“Shouldn't Your Excellency report to your home before asking for someone else's name? ”

The scar man was stunned, seemed to have no idea that under such circumstances, this seemingly childish and weak woman could still be so calm.

His eyes glow brighter and his mouth smiles a little brutally: "Your Highness, you better remember that name, it will be your man's name in the future. ”

Muay also smiled low.

Her appearance was brilliant and she leaned toward the city, and with that smile, everything in the world really lost its color.

Even the eyes of the Emperor flashed with amazement and obsession.

It's just this beautiful, soulful smile with an uncovered mockery: “I'm sorry, my man is a thousand times more handsome and 10,000 times more powerful than you. I can't really see a thing like you. ”

The Imperial Father's eyes were deep when he heard the words.

But he wasn't as angry as he had expected.

The look on his face grew more and more exciting: “So what? You've been destined to be my prey since the moment you entered the Rain Pavilion to become infected. ”

As he said, the Emperor stepped forward.

His face was covered with scars, horrible and ugly.

But the outstretched hand is long and beautiful, and the bone joints are well balanced, with firm muscles beneath the wheat skin, like infinite strength.

When this hand reaches out, Muang wants to step back.

At this moment, however, she felt her soul grabbed firmly by one hand.

I can't believe I'm moving.

A strand of hair on the sides was gently pulled up.

The smile on the face of the Imperial Father is cruel and malicious, “Ruthless is bitter, unwilling is not... Since you are going to be my pet from now on, it is better for you to cut off your own emotional sins. ”

What does that mean, Mu Yan, who hasn't had time to react?

The Emperor had let go of her hair and handed her a dagger.

This dagger is ink black from the handle to the blade.

The blade is much thicker than a regular dagger and the edges are finely arranged barbs.

There are tiny holes in the barbs, and if you stick them in the human body, these barbs will eat blood from the human body.

His Royal Highness took a step back and shouted, "Go ahead, kill these people who are involved with you and cut off the sins yourself. ”

Mu's face changed dramatically.

Because she found that her body had begun to go out of control after the words of His Majesty the King.

Spirituality, Immortality, and Divinity cannot be used.

The power of the weak is diminishing in this world of flesh-force fixation.

So much so that she can't even dissolve the little spiritual control right now.

Muang's forehead exuds fine sweat beads.

The hand holding the dagger trembled violently, but refused to move forward by an inch.

His Royal Highness gently “Huh” said: “Not only did he not immediately coma after being infected, but even my [Night Underworld Soul] could resist to such a point in the absence of God and Spirituality. ”

He couldn't help laughing low.

Look at Moe's gaze like she's looking at an interesting baby.

The elongated hand lifted gently.

The next moment, a purple mist covered the face.