Divine Doctor's Daughter: Emperor, please marry me!

Magic temple.

Comb Jing suddenly noticed something, suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of Yaoshan!

This is

There was a flash of panic in her heart and she immediately struggled to get up.

But her original pill was broken. She was seriously injured and had no strength at all.

Even the simple act of standing up is difficult for her to complete independently.

Even the wound on her lower abdomen was torn again because of this, and severe pain poured in!

She bit her lips and swallowed the bloody smell between her lips and teeth.

"Number... Number..."

She turned her head and looked at Mu Qinghe, who was as angry as a hairspring.

Now, relying on her own strength, she obviously can't do anything.

She has to find someone else!

The first God's envoy Mu Qinghe is her best choice now!

Aware of the movement here, many people in the magic Temple looked at it and looked different.

"The first God... I... I have..."

Shujing speaks very slowly.

Yan Qing's sword really didn't leave half of her hand. It completely crushed her original pill and left a very heavy wound on her.

So now, she is hanging on her last breath.

"What does she want to do?"

Xiaobayu glanced at the scene, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly,

"Can't you ask the first envoy for help?"

Originally, she and Shujing didn't deal with each other very much. In addition, she hated Shujing even more now.

Therefore, seeing comb Jing's mouth, she subconsciously felt that she wanted to be a demon again.

The red fish looked and said:

"Shouldn't it? Mu -- if the first envoy wants to help her, he should have done it just now. Where will he wait until now? "

Since Mu Qinghe has said publicly that everything should be handled by Yan Qing, he should not intervene again.

Otherwise, isn't that hitting yourself in the face?

What's more, comb Jing now not only has no use value, but also has become a stain on the magic temple. It's too late for mu Qinghe and others to draw a line with her, not to mention helping?

Little eight nodded in agreement, as if thinking.

"What is she doing..."

Mu Qinghe also looked at comb Jing.

His eyes were as cold as ever, without emotion.

Looking at comb Jing's eyes is like looking at an irrelevant object.

"Medicine... Medicine mountain..."

Comb Jing spit out two words hard, dragging her disabled body forward slowly.

The ground under her body has been fainted and stained with a large amount of blood, which looks shocking.

Mu Qing and eyebrows are slightly coagulated.

At this time, Yanqing suddenly shot!

Hiss!

A long sword broke through the air!

The terrible sword Qi shrouded comb Jing in an instant!

The next moment, the sword directly penetrated Shujing's calf and nailed her to death in situ!

With a cry of pain, she almost fainted.

Yan Qing's voice is cold:

"Who let you go“

There was a dead silence around.

Many people looked at each other.

This... Strictly speaking, Shujing, this is not "go"?

She just moved a little

But Yan Qing said so, others naturally can't refute.

Some people couldn't help looking at Mu Qinghe.

But he didn't move or speak. He seemed... Indifferent.

Fan Yunxiao frowned and finally whispered:

"Anyway, Shujing has been the eighth God envoy for so many years. She takes care of the medicine mountain and refines pills. There is no merit but pain. The first God is so indifferent... It's really... "

Yu Qian looked a little cold.

"Yunxiao, speak carefully. She made a big mistake! "

It's really too bold to do anything about life and death!

What's more, she just wanted to take the opportunity to revenge Xiaoba!

There's no brain!

Fan Yunxiao moved his mouth.

"If it hadn't been for the left God to treat that little eight -"

Before he finished, Yu Qian met his warning eyes. He finally swallowed the rest of his words.

The rest looked at each other.

In fact, comb Jing was not so impulsive and brainless in the past. Otherwise, she could not sit firmly in the position of the eighth God envoy for so many years.

The key is that she will have some thoughts about the left God.

How can she stand these stimuli?

No wonder he lost control and did so many stupid things.

Yu Qian glanced at Shujing.

"At this time, I still remember Yaoshan... Unexpectedly, since just now, all this has nothing to do with her!"

Now, he just wants to comb the quiet thing and not involve the magic temple and them!

Fan Yunxiao heard the speech and had to sigh helplessly.

......

When Shujing heard this, she felt a surge of Qi and blood between her chest and abdomen!

What she wants to say is the border of medicine mountain!

But these people——

Poof!

With intense emotion, comb Jing finally spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and fainted.

In fact, Yu Qian and others can't be completely blamed for this.

The reason why they are so indifferent is that, on the one hand, comb Jing has done something wrong and can't be saved. On the other hand, she has been so persistent in her control of Yaoshan in recent years that when people hear her mention Yaoshan, they will subconsciously feel that she still has some thoughts about Yaoshan.

Many reasons have led to this situation.

In the final analysis, she can only blame herself.

......

Chu Liuyue's eyes stayed on comb Jing for a while.

She seemed to be looking at her and thinking about something.

When Xiao Ba saw her like this, she turned her lips and took her hand.

"Master, what do you always see her do?"

What's good about a man who has been sentenced to death?

Chu Liuyue regained consciousness and looked at Xiao ba.

Her eyes were dark and quiet, but deep in her eyes, it seemed that there was a dark tide surging, which was elusive.

Xiao BA was stunned and touched his face.

"Master, what are you... Looking at me like that?"

Is there something on her face?

Chu Liuyue shook his head:

"Nothing, just suddenly remembered that just now in that life and death... You performed very well, and even won Shujing a few points."

Small eight beautiful eyes blinked and raised a charming and proud smile.

"That's nature! I'm the master's man. Of course I'm better than her! "

Chu Liuyue didn't know what he thought, and the corner of his lips bent.

......

In the room, cen Yi was still moving, and the dew stood aside, holding his breath.

After the light cyan streamer appeared, it began to float around with Cen Yi's action.

Quietly, the continuous mountains and clear streams on the sand table are covered.