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

CEN first directed thirteen Yue to clean up the mess.

Medicine mountain.

Xiao Ba waved to ten sides:

"Ten parties."

Ten parties came over:

"Eighth sister?"

Little eight raised her red lips and smiled charming.

"See this medicine mountain?"

Ten sides nodded.

"The next month, I'll leave it to you to dig the ground and weed."

His face froze.

"All, all“

"Yes!" Xiao Ba blinked, "didn't you always dislike that the mountain I gave you was too small? Now, it's all up to you! "

Ten sides stiffened their necks and looked around.

It's so big!

Isn't he tired to death alone?!

"Eighth sister -"

He tried to struggle and held out two fingers,

"You are in charge of the medicine mountain after all. It's not suitable for me! Just give me a little! Really! "

”Ah --“

Xiao Ba suddenly held his waist, bent down slightly, frowned slightly, showing some pain.

When he was ten, he became nervous: "eighth sister? What's the matter with you“

Xiao Ba waved his hand:

"Nothing, nothing. When I passed the life and death pass before, I was secretly plotted by that comb Jing and hurt a little. It doesn't matter..."

"Ah? Well, the eighth sister should hurry and have a rest! "

Shifang is ashamed.

They came back late because they had been guarding the peach blossom dock.

When I think of it now, I think they all suffered a lot.

Then he looked at Xiao BA's waist.

Although she held her waist, she could still vaguely see that there were large bruises with blood spots.

”Eighth sister, I'm afraid you'll have to keep it for a long time. Let them help you back“

Xiaoba immediately refused: "it's not necessary."

But Shifang insisted. He looked in the direction of the magic temple and shouted:

"Eleven sisters, twelve sisters! Eighth sister is hurt! Come and help me! "

At this time, the evil spirit on the chaotic holy jade has been burned up with the flame, and even the last spark has been annihilated.

There were only 13 white jade pillars left, and the hot and bright flame burned quietly.

Hun TianDun has been completely inlaid back into it and restored to its original appearance.

However, two sword marks were left in the middle.

That naturally comes from Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu respectively.

Eleven niangs and twelve niangs are standing next to each other.

"Ah, there are several places where the lines are pasted."

Twelve niangs looked closer and murmured in a very distressed voice.

Eleven Niang took out two carving knives and handed one.

"It's all back anyway. It'll be repaired slowly in the future."

Chaos holy jade is the key to refining holy ware, and the power of God can be transformed into divine fire through it.

Huntiandun is the core.

Before, Hun TianDun was forcibly split by Rong Xiu. On the one hand, it was to use the power contained in it to reshape the peach blossom stronghold and connect the Taoist world with the magic palace. On the other hand, it was to send it to Chu Liuyue. After all, this was her.

The evil spirit didn't stop it, but because its divine power could not turn into divine fire.

Without that muddy shield, the power of the whole chaotic holy jade to transform is greatly reduced.

This also makes the evil spirit as long as it uses a little blood power of the red gold Tianfeng, it can maintain the immortal fire.

Previously, eleven niangs said that chaotic holy jade was just leftover material, which was naturally relative to Hun TianDun.

But when huntiandun returns, it's different.

Twelve niangs were about to repair, when they heard the voice of ten parties.

She looked up at the other side, and then looked down at chaos Shengyu. She couldn't help reaching out and gently touched it. She looked tangled.

It took years to finally touch it again

Although she loves eighth sister very much, it seems that... It's not serious enough to leave before?

Eleven Niang suddenly had a small bench in her hand and handed it over.

"Leave him alone."

Twelve niangs: "... But eighth sister -"

Before she finished, she looked at Yan Qing standing in the distance and shouted angrily:

"Eight brother-in-law! Go and help the eighth sister! "

With that, no matter what Yan Qing's face was, he moved the second small bench, sat on the other side and began to repair the chaotic holy jade.

This cry was really not very low-key. I heard it inside and outside.

Countless eyes looked at Yanqing.

Shifang and Xiaoba also heard.

Ten sides were shocked:

"Eight brother-in-law!? Eighth sister! When did you put your hand on the left God general“

Why doesn't he know anything?!

Xiao Ba: "

She's really tired.

How many times has this been explained!?

She bit her teeth:

"... I can go myself!"

Yu Mo "tut" and stabbed Yan Qing with his elbow.

"Hey, hey! Call you! "

Yan Qing's face did not move, but her mind recalled the dialogue between Xiao Ba and Qi Han before entering the magic temple.

His feet were nailed to the ground.

I wanted to explain that they had nothing to do with each other, but when the words came to my mouth, I couldn't say anything.

Yu Mo looked at him with a disdainful face.

"Isn't it, brother? My daughter-in-law is injured, but she doesn't even have heartache!? Is it a man“

Yan Qing finally gave him a cold look.

Yu Mo's step back:

"Well, I'm not doing it for you... Little eight girl has recovered her memory now. You lied before, but the real eighth God envoy... Don't you go - apologize“

Yan Qing's thin lips pursed slightly and finally went towards the other side.

When he got to Yaoshan, Xiao BA was going to leave.

She was too lazy to argue with Shifang. She waved lazily and said weakly:

"That's all... A mistake will become eternal hatred... I'll go by myself..."

Who can I find? Yanqing!?

Now she remembered the words she had asked about the left God General before holding Yanqing. She really had a dead heart!

Ten sides look at her with complicated eyes.

"Eight elder sister, if you don't like Zuo Shenjiang, why... You know, he's old-fashioned and dying. He's called eight brother-in-law. How can I get along in the magic palace in the future“

Xiaoba:???

"But don't worry, eighth sister. I'm still on your side! You've been hurt so badly that he hasn't come yet! That's too much! Such a man has nothing to miss“

As soon as Xiaoba's eyes pulled out, he raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"You --"

As soon as he raised his hand, he was suddenly held by someone.

She looked back in amazement.

Yanqing is holding her wrist.

"You shouldn't be angry if you're hurt."

He paused. He wanted to release his hand. His eyes dropped and saw the injury on her waist. He didn't let go.

"I'll take you back."

......

On the other side, Tuanzi patted his clothes and carefully put away the soul of purple dust.

Because the injury was too heavy, Zichen's body was damaged, leaving only his soul and falling into a deep sleep.

Then Tuanzi turned and walked in the other direction.

Mu Qinghe is already dead, and the red demon nestles on his shoulder.

Tuanzi came to him, his heart pumping, subconsciously stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of the red demon's eyes.

It's cold.

As soon as Tuanzi's eyes were red, he looked at it, and his tears fell down.