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

The pustules ruptured from time to time, and black smoke was emitted.

The smoke did not disperse, but continued to wrap around Chu Moli's body.

Such a scene, just looking at it, feels painful and terrifying.

But Chu Moli seemed to be okay, and on the contrary he smiled faintly: "Big brother, you should save me some face, right?"

Yun Ruohan creaked his teeth.

He did not answer Chu Moli, but looked at the others in the room with a calm face.

Cold Night, Shadow Charm, Star Wolf, Min Wei, Tianhe, Xue Ji, Demon Blade, Jiu Boy...

Each one is a great figure on the continent of Xiu Xian.

Any little fairy who came across such a one, couldn't wait to bow down and hug his thighs tightly.

But at this time, Yun Ruohan couldn't even pull out a smiling face, and only said coldly: "Please go out first."

The three of Han Ye already knew how deep the bondage of the Seven Xiaoyaomen was.

And the potential of these people who were taught by Emperor Mingjun himself.

So when he heard Yun Ruohan's words, Han Ye threw the already unconscious Tong Palmling into the portable space without hesitation, and then slightly bent over and left.

Elder Minwei glanced at Mu Yan who was pale, with a look of worry and anxiety on his face.

The situation today is extremely complicated.

The life and death of the Demon Lord is uncertain, and the priest of the Demon Emperor rebels.

There are countless spiritual cultivations in the Demon Palace.

It can be said that a little carelessness will disintegrate the relatively stable situation of Xiuxian Continent for thousands of years.

They now have too many questions to ask Her Royal Highness, but...

"Who are you? Do you dare to be so arrogant in our demons?" Tianhe yelled and rushed over, "Your Royal Highness, now that Wen Zhe wants to attack you, we must guard you..."

Huh——!

The red lotus sword came out of its orifice and stood in front of Tianhe, and the red lotus flame was looming on the blade.

The surrounding space seems to be solidified, and the cloud silk turns into needles, ready to go.

The earth wall with glittering golden light rose from the ground, like a copper wall and iron wall, blocking the way of Tianhe.

The room was silent for a while.

With a surprised look on Tianhe's face, it was the first time that he looked squarely at these little guys.

Yun Ruohan faintly repeated the following words: "Elder Minwei, Junior Sister needs a quiet space to treat the Third Junior Brother, please go out first. I can protect the safety of Junior Sister and Xiaoyao!"

Min Wei was stunned for a long time before grabbing the collar of Tianhe who was still trying to rush out, said sorry, and waved his hand to let everyone from the Mozu exit together.

Before leaving, he looked at Mu Yan worriedly, and said in a low voice: "The princess will be entrusted to you. Please don't let her be harmed."

Now the Demon Race is in a precarious manner, and there are many crises ahead.

The princess may be the only hope in this crisis.

...

With the door closed, Qin Jiu quickly arranged a physical barrier with an earthen wall.

Ling Yusheng took out the Fulu drawn by Mu Yan and pasted them on the earth wall one by one.

When everything was ready, they sat cross-legged beside Mu Yan and Chu Moli.

The hands intersected in pairs, and then the immortal energy and spiritual energy in his body were poured into Mu Yan's body with great tacit understanding.

The piano sounds slowly, gurgling like a stream, and rushing like a tide.

Stars of light overflowed from Mu Yan's fingertips, and through the trembling strings, they turned into beautiful notes, submerged in Chu Mo Li's body.

The black energy entwined around those hideous legs, as if they had encountered a nemesis, began to struggle desperately.