The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 634 Sacrifice
Feng Zhuo raised his head and looked at a certain place.

She could clearly sense that there was a faint aura remaining in the black mist, and it came from that direction.

Don't think that with such a little thing, she can destroy her willpower.

It just makes her blood boil.

Feng Zhuo's eyes shone brightly.

"Zhu Yin, in fact, you are already very powerful!" Mou felt Feng Zhuo's mood, stood on her shoulders, and tried hard to open her thick and short arms to hug her, wanting to give her a hug comfort.

"I know!" Feng Zhuo replied, retracting his gaze, and tugging at his sloppy waist.

Shousou immediately retracted her two little paws to comfort her.

It's being selfish again!
Its main silver is so powerful and domineering, it doesn't need it to comfort it at all, okay?

As soon as it was comforted, it made its humble master silver begin to be proud.

Time passed slowly, the light emitted by the small tower became weaker and weaker, but Feng Zhuo's heart was never at peace.

With Nangong Yan outside, all the things she worried about would not happen.

Even if the Soul Clan had any plans for the Eastern Underworld Continent, with Nangong Yan around, that plan would definitely die.

At the moment when the light released by the small tower shattered, she felt the irresistible feeling of being sucked into the vortex and top-heavy reappeared.

"Little Zhuo'er!"

The familiar shout made Feng Zhuo suddenly open his eyes.

She looked at the man in front of her eyes, and Daolimang flashed in her eyes.

phantom?

She clenched her fist violently and threw it at the slightly pale handsome face.

"boom"

Nangong Yan didn't dodge, and let her fist hit her face.

Afterwards, he released the aura and coercion, replacing the light of the divine tower to envelop Feng Zhuo.

After re-stabilizing Feng Zhuo's figure, Nangong Yan took Feng Zhuo's hand and blew gently: "Does it hurt?"

"You're stupid!" Feng Zhuo recovered from his stupefaction, looked at Nangong Yan's bruised mouth, and there was a little distress in his eyes, "Why don't you know how to hide?"

Nangong Yan rubbed her forehead with a light smile, and said, "Only in this way can you be sure that I am the real me!"

He knew Feng Zhuo well, and when he knew Feng Zhuo frowned, he could clearly know what she was thinking.

If his little Zhuo'er didn't let him hit him like this, Xiao Zhuo'er would definitely think that his appearance was an illusion.

Feng Zhuo's mind trembled slightly, and subconsciously wanted to use his supernatural powers to help him heal his bruises, but he immediately stopped him.

"Xiao Zhuo'er, let's go out first!"

Feng Zhuo's strength is weak, so he can't notice anything.

But as soon as he met the black mist, he knew that there was a wisp of that person's consciousness in the black mist.

No matter what they do, the other party can clearly know.

Xiao Zhuo'er's abilities are so miraculous, how could it be exposed under the eyes of the other party.

He said, and immediately released all the remaining power.

Feng Zhuo just stood beside him, feeling the trembling in the depths of his soul.

She raised her head and looked at the handsome side face, her eyes sparkled with sparkle.

She always knew that Nangong Yan was very powerful, but she didn't know that he was so powerful.

Why does such a man fall in love with her so much?
Why did he stay in the Eastern Ming Continent all the time, and spend so much time with her and doting on her?
Whether what he has been doing is really important or not.

But for her, it was delayed again and again.

(End of this chapter)