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

Moe wobbled out of the tent.

Night Spirit rushed up to him: "Ye Liangchen, how about it? Did you pass the screening? ”

To see Mu Yan wave his hands in disillusionment, without speaking.

Night Spirit chirps: “Fall... have you missed? ”

“Shit, isn't it normal for him to miss? But why did I fail? I don't like it. Those demons must be jealous of my Yingwu Weishan! ”

The man in front of Mu 'an cursed angrily, "I'll have to see who will be in the final contest. If it's uglier than me, it must be the black screen! ”

……

Another time has passed.

Yesterday, the Shorty Demon clan, who announced the announcement with a big hammer, stepped back on the stage.

The hammer knocked into the air and made a loud bang.

The original crowded square calmed down.

“Kiss the election, now. Ten men in a group, go to this Mixed Battle of the Crystal Station, stay until the last man, advance to the next round. Now, I'm going to stand up to the guy with the name within 10 cents, or I'm going to cut it off automatically. Do you hear me?”

“I don't like it. It's impossible to be eliminated by my looks! ”

“I am an eight-degree demon, I am not bad looking, why don't you let me take part in the competition! ”

Shorty Demons just said the word and blew up the pot.

Bang--!

The giant hammer slammed hard into the air, this time with magic.

Bang bang bang like a stuffy thunder in the ear, suddenly let the noise be quiet.

The Shorty Demon Nation sneered: “The judges from the Imperial City will be here soon to watch the war. If you have any objections, why don't you tell them yourself? ”

In the talking room, a few slim waist buttocks, dressed in exposed demonic waist limbs, walked into a specially prepared position.

In that way, many of the men present couldn't help but swallow the water.

Someone just wants to talk.

The demon sitting in the middle squinted her eyes and suddenly released.

Pff--!

There was a repair to the low magic repair spraying blood directly and fainting.

“Demon Lord! They're all demons! ”

In the square, the men who had just filled in their grievances were suddenly chilling.

The Shorty Demon Clan just said: “Group 1: True, Lei Peng, Morpheus... Ye Liangchen. ”

“Huh?! ”

The Night Spirit glared at the people around him and said, "Did you pass the screening? ”

Muang exhaled slowly and nodded.

Night Spirit: “What were you doing with that look? ”

Muang showed an indescribable expression and finally said nothing, patted her on the shoulder and jumped on the magic stage.

“Holy shit, how is that possible?! ”

The donkey-faced demon standing next to the two men saw this scene and immediately blew it up, “I missed the election, but this weak chicken passed the screening, why?! Shit, I knew it! There's a dark screen! ”

Night Spirit looked at him and couldn't help but turn a white eye.

As a demon, her aesthetics can be different from those of these men.

In her eyes, Ye Liangchen, dressed as a man, could not be said to be brilliant, but that face was absolutely flawless.

Why don't you look better than this donkey face?

“Oh, what if you got the right to enter with the dark screen? ”

The donkey-faced man beside him still bites his teeth. “Look at his weak face. One finger can knock him down. Even if he goes on stage, it's just embarrassing! ”

The Night Spirit snagged the corners of his lips.

One finger to take it down?

Well, let's see who knocked who down.