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

“If I'm right, these are just some of the tests. And only my true owner, Yellow and Yellow. ”

His Majesty the King looked at her.

The brutality, callousness and depths of the eyes slowly fade away and are gradually replaced by appreciation.

All of a sudden, he held his forehead and pulled hard.

When I saw a face, he ripped it off.

Shown in front of Mu Yan is a long, eye-catching, handsome face.

At this moment, it becomes more than just appearance.

The Imperial Father respects the character of the whole human race.

From a fierce, fierce scar man, he instantly became Svenjua, full of noble superiors.

Mu's gaze swept through the Emperor's hand.

No wonder she felt strange before.

His Majesty's hand was long and neat, and he had a thin cocoon on his finger, which looked like a pair of reader's hands.

But that face was like burning down a dead man who had done nothing but loot.

Turns out, it's not just a fantasy, it's a disguise.

After removing the mask, the Emperor sighed for a long time.

The look on his face does not say whether it is gloomy or pleasant.

“How long have I been waiting for this moment? A hundred years, a thousand years, or a thousand years? I can't remember.”

The Emperor muttered: "My soul is getting weaker and weaker. I seriously thought I couldn't wait for this day. ”

“I had no idea someone could actually break my fantasy. ”

His Royal Highness laughed low.

The softer I looked at Muay's eyebrows, the softer I was, like a kind old man, looking at the younger generation I wanted.

“Girl, have you really decided to take the Young Master from the Gate of Heaven? ”

Mu Yan smiled helplessly: “Since Huang Huang called me Mom, I couldn't have watched it cry without moving. ”

Her stupid chicken son wants to be with her and doesn't want to be separated.

Then, don't split up.

The Imperial Patriarch is complex: “You know what the real identity of the Young Master is. What does it mean to be around? ”

Muang shook his head: “Would you like to tell me? ”

His Royal Highness snapped his lips slightly: "Not that I don't want to, but that I can't say. ”

“What?”

The Emperor put a finger around his lips and slowly said: "I can't tell you the secrets of the Young Master. Anyone who says anything is disobedient, the heavens and the earth are incompatible. ”

Mu Yan was staring at me.

What the hell?

Can't you just say it?

What the hell happened to her stupid chicken son?

His Majesty looked quietly at Mu Yan, and the divine colour grew more complex, even with a hint of mercy: "Girl, take the Young Lord from the Gate of Heaven, perhaps one day you will regret it. ”

After a pause, he continued: "If you regret it one day, come to me. If I can be found, I will bring the Young Lord back to the Gate of Heaven. ”

Muay listened more and more to the mist.

She tried to ask, "What my predecessor meant was that I had passed the exam and could take Huang Huang away. ”

The Emperor smiled. “Girl, you think it's beautiful, of course it's not that simple. ”

His hands swung backwards and his wide sleeves were thrown up with rain wire.

But then the rain wire didn't sag, but formed a vortex around him.

With his feet slightly forked apart, the Emperor put his hands forward and back in a position that looked like an invitation to attack.

"" You've broken both the Fantasy Dream and the Infection. Now, let's see if the five of you can survive under me. ”