The first medicine concubine takes the baby to run

Chapter 42 The Hand of God (1)
One day, she was holding Yaya in her arms, but she heard Yaya's heartbeat, calling her mother.

Although Yaya can't speak yet, he seems to be able to convey his thoughts to himself in a special way.

This baby is the only warmth she has felt in her two lifetimes.

Pure attachment and warmth are what Ling Binghe desires the most.

"I'll count to ten and see if you can still stand up. If you can't, then don't blame me for being rude." Murong Tianfeng was already sure that Ling Binghe couldn't stand up, but he still deliberately teased her like this.

"one!"

Ling Binghe explored and groped helplessly, as if she wanted to grab something, but she couldn't gather her strength.

"two three four five!"

Accompanied by Murong Tianfeng's counting, Ling Binghe suddenly grasped her palm, and slowly raised her upper body.

And the wound on her body continued to ooze blood, and the green grass began to be dyed red.Ling Binghe only felt that her whole body was almost numb due to the pain, but she tried her best to bend her legs and stand up bit by bit.What supported her was not the pills, but an inexplicable unwillingness in her body, she went beyond the limits of her body, and tried her best to win a chance for herself and Ya Ya.

But Murong Tianfeng's expression became more and more ugly and unhappy.

After counting ten times, seeing Ling Binghe who was standing in front of him in embarrassment but had already stood up after all, Murong Tianfeng, who was completely intact, felt an inexplicable sense of frustration.

That blood-stained beautiful face actually had an indescribable intimidating power, which made Murong Tianfeng afraid to look directly at it.

But these eyes conveyed a silent message, Ling Binghe was clearly telling Murong Tianfeng that she had stood up.

An inexplicable emotion also surged in Ling Binghe's heart. She used to travel to another world. Because of the abolition of fighting spirit, although she still insisted on practicing, she also relied more and more on the help of medicine and Yaya.She also knows how unreal her strength is.However, without relying on these, I would not even be able to return to the Hua family.This also destroyed the self-confidence and arrogance she once had.This waste-like body made her get used to tricks.

Now she only knows that she has to stand up!
Ye Ying's expression was slightly startled, and then he returned to indifference, with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Even if Ling Binghe works so hard, some things cannot be done.

And her Yeying is just a tool for killing, so she may be merciful.

Just as she was about to strike, Ling Binghe's body sank slightly, and her knees softened and she knelt on the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't stand firm all at once." At this time, Ling Binghe's voice was still playful.

Ye Ying stopped her body immediately, and asked herself, she didn't know whether she stopped because of the rules that Murong Tianfeng casually said, or because of other reasons.

Ya Ya has already crawled over, Ling Binghe happened to hug Ya Ya tightly into his arms.

Ling Binghe took a deep breath, smelling the faint milk fragrance from Yaya's body, Ling Binghe felt that the bloody smell lingering around her was much less, and a sense of peace floated in her heart.

"My dear son, your mother will take you to fight with others."

Ling Binghe kissed Ya Ya's pink and tender face, then endured the pain in her body, and put Ya Ya behind her back.

Seeing this scene, Murong Tianfeng's face was gloomy. Although Ling Binghe was covered in bruises, Murong Tianfeng was not satisfied with the result.She wanted Ling Binghe to kneel down and lick the soles of her shoes.

After struggling to stand up, Yeying was taken aback by the look in Ling Binghe's eyes. Apart from determination, there was also confidence in those eyes.At this time, Ling Binghe still had such an expression.

Ling Binghe swallowed a trace of fishy sweetness in her throat, and she was seriously injured, but at the beginning, she concealed the ability of Yayalong's nucleus, and was beaten deliberately, just for this moment.

She can endure and can design.

A figure of Ye Ying has already rushed towards him quickly, and the speed has not slowed down, which is almost the same as the first attack.

Ling Binghe's slender hands stuck to Ye Ying's palm, and they collided with each other. This time, Ling Binghe's fighting spirit was not as weak as Ye Yingjian thought. extreme.

At this time, Ling Binghe's palm pressed down on a certain part of Yeying's body, and the fighting spirit rushed into Yeying's body like a gossamer.

However, Ye Ying felt that the vindictiveness in his body was like overturned dominoes, collapsing and melting quickly, colliding with each other, and a stagnant feeling that had never been felt in his body came quickly.

It seems that the snow in winter meets the sunshine in spring, but it can't help but quickly turn into water and flow away under the sun.

Even if she is seriously injured, this kind of situation does not seem to happen to her body.

An unprecedented panic surged into Ye Ying's heart, and inexplicable fear tightly grasped Ye Ying's heart.

As a pharmacist, Ling Binghe is also a waste of battle qi, so she is very familiar with the circulation of battle qi in the meridians.Just like how she purified the Heavenly Note Divine Bow, she guided the Dou Qi in the Tianyin Divine Bow and merged the disordered Dou Qi.

In ordinary fighting, she naturally has no chance to feel the direction of the opponent's fighting spirit.But Yeying was different, Murong Tianfeng got Ling Binghe knocked down again and again out of teasing.

Every time she was beaten until she vomited blood, Ling Binghe felt more deeply about Ye Ying's fighting spirit.

This is the most authentic experience she feels with her own blood and flesh, and it is also the price she paid for being injured.

Time and time again, the moment Ling Binghe's body was hit by Ye Ying, her trembling fingertips vaguely sensed the mysterious flow of Dou Qi in the opponent's body.For Ling Binghe, the other party's teasing was a godsend opportunity.

Feeling the direction of Yeying's fighting air, the last blow hit the weakest point in Yeying's fighting air.

For the first time, Yeying's indifferent face showed a panicked expression. With an ah, his body trembled slightly, feeling that something had happened to his body that he hadn't thought of.

Originally the strongest protection, but now it is broken into from the weakest point.Ye Ying felt that the battle qi in her body was completely out of her control, and was completely guided by Ling Binghe.

(End of this chapter)