Tales of Herding Gods

The mulberry sat up and turned around, untied the clothes, revealing a **** wound under the neck of the snow-white jade, taking a small jade bottle, extruding the blood in the wound and taking medicine for himself.

"I said a lot to you that night, I don't remember." Her ears were reddish.

In fact, she felt that she could not escape the night, so she said a lot of stupid things to Qin Mu. Some words even said that the boys would be red-faced, and she said with great courage, Qin Mu could not hear.

Unexpectedly, she survived. Originally, she would never see Qin Mu again in this life. The crazy madness of that night became a different kind of emotion in memory. I didn’t expect to encounter that darkness again. Listen to the dark boy she confided.

Qin Mu looked up at the sun in the sky and resisted the urge to fly into the air to smooth the sun. She went forward to her front and reached out to help her apply. Mulberry quickly covered her clothes: "Men and women give and receive Not kissing..."

Qin Mu quickly said: "I am a pharmacist, I am going to help you with the medicine. The parents of the doctor, I will not be tempted."

Mulberry remembered that he had just said that he was a famous pharmacist, and that he just let go of his heart and curiously watched him take medicine for himself. As a result, he was skilled and confused: "You know that the number of rumors is very high, how can you master it?" Medical skills?"

Qin Mu observed the wound above her chest and looked very carefully: "I have studied medicine for more than ten years. The time for mathematics is shorter. I only studied for three years. Speaking of it, my medical skills are much better than the number of surgery. ”

"How long do you have to watch?" Mulberry angered, raising his hand to close his clothes.

Qin Mu quickly stopped her, carefully drove her clothes to her shoulders and said: "The parents of the doctors. Well, your skin is very white, your shoulders are very round... Don't move!"

He frowned slightly, and the wounds of the mulberry were left by the masters of the Mozu. The wounds were filled with the magical power and magic of the Mozu, corroding flesh and blood.

This type of wound is difficult to stop bleeding, and it is difficult to pull out the magic. The ointment just applied to the wound has turned black, and it is obvious that the potion is infested with magic.

Qin Mu squeezed out the darkening ointment at the mulberry wound, sniffed the smell, and shook his head.

This ointment is not symptomatic.

"It hurts! This ointment is a detoxifying ointment. After the application, some magic poisons are pulled out and then the dressing is changed."

Mulberry called a sore, and took out a few bottles of ointment. He said: "This wound should be applied more than ten times before the poison can be completely pulled out... Your eyes are always aiming, or I will apply it myself!"

Qin Mu took some medicinal materials from the sputum bag and used his own alchemy method to refine the medicine. He said: "The magic poison is not poisonous, but the cultivation of the sacred martial arts. The other party's cultivation is the magical martial art. You think it is poisonous. The ointment you use is not a poisonous ointment, but a variant of a panacea. It is not in the best form, so it is creamy. This kind of aroma is only blackened by magic gas. It is a waste to remove the magic."

Between the words, the palm of his hand showed a Dan furnace consisting of vitality, directly in the vitality of alchemy, reversing the fire and water, reconciling the dragon and tiger, various alchemy methods change, seeing the sang of dazzling.

After a while, Qin Mu dissipated, and more than ten tablets of medicinal herbs fell into the palm of his hand.

Qin Mu crushed a piece and smeared it on her wound. He said: "I am a sacred lord in another world. I am also known as the celestial lord. I also understand the magic sorrow. The devil is born, the **** is the devil. It’s all in the heart, from the heart to the skin. I still have some experience in treating the wounds caused by Magic Road.”

Soon, the mulberry felt that the wound was cool, the magic in the wound was completely pulled out, and the wound turned from hot to hot, which was a sign that the wound began to heal.

"Is the injury so good? You just said that you are famous in your world?"

Mulberry's big eyes, quietly clutching the other side of the scorpion to cover the other half of the chest, curiously said: "The little famous pharmacist, can so quickly produce a kind of magical spirit to restrain the magic?"

Qin Mu put the remaining Ling Dan into her hand and smiled and said: "I was just modest. Actually, my fame is not small. I am very famous in my world. You didn't hear me. Modest?"

He couldn't help but proudly: "Many people can't hear it!"

Mulberry wondered: "You don't apply medicine for me?"

Qin Mu went to other people to help others treat the injury: "I just just checked the wounds, it is good to do the medicine, and there are others who need treatment."

Mulberry closes his shirt and looks at the figure he is busy with. He said: "He was indeed the parent of the doctor. There is no other thought. This person is a rare gentleman, that is, his eyes like to sneak..."

Qin Mubang’s wounded supernatural man on the altar was treated with a rough treatment. Looking down, there were countless supernatural powers and demon people lying under the altar and in the battlefield. Some people were carrying the wounded, and others were still dying. The demons.

This vast battlefield is full of fireworks left by the magical powers, the chariots that are lit, the fallen bodies, the flag on the flames, and the oblique soldiers.

In the farther places, the killing is still going on.

The world is surprisingly cruel. Qin Mu, although he did not know how many people went into the battlefield, still couldn’t help but shake his heart.

"Medical surgery can't save the world."

Qin Mu shook his head. His medical skills can only cure some people. It takes several months to heal all the wounded on the battlefield. The world has three days and one small battle, and five days of great war. He has no ability to cure everyone.

He looked up at the sky, and the irregular sun in the sky gradually dimmed and turned red.

The two rounds of the sun should be set in the air, never moving, and will be darkened at a certain time.

"The **** of the construction of these two rounds of the sun is very thoughtful, that is, the number of rumors is not high..." Qin Mu regained his gaze, still feel that the sun in the sky is a little hot.

"It's too ugly! Look at it again, I can't help but run over and fix it..." he said.

He walked slowly around the altar, mobilized his vitality, and urged the hegemony of the three elements. The spirit and the soul suddenly combined into the gods and spirits.

His gods stepped on the platform, unified the six-in-one, the top of the sun and the moon, the five slaps of the sky, the spirit of a move, suddenly reached the limbs, a hairline gently floating, was poured into it.

This time, he was killed on the battlefield, and he saw the power of the magical powers of another world. He lived and died in the battlefield, and his mind changed unconsciously.

Since the battle with the ancestors, he has been indulging for a while, encountering fighting, and even his own moves can not be handed out, but the butcher scolded a pass.

It’s not that he dares not make a move, but feels that no matter what moves he makes, what kind of magical powers are wrong.

The reason why it is wrong is not only because of his confidence and belief, but also the impact of the ancestor of the ancestors. It is also the same as the ancestor of the ancestors, so that his vision can be elevated to a height that he could not have imagined before.

Standing on this height, looking down on the magical magic that I have learned before, all of them are full of flaws!

His vision is high, but the foundation is not enough to transform himself into the next realm. Therefore, when he meets the enemy, he feels that no matter what kind of magical powers he exhibits, he will be broken by the other party, and he will die in the other hand in the next moment.

He used his opponent as the ancestor of the ancestors, so he had this illusion.

However, on the battlefield, Qin Mu had no time to think about these things. The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. He refused to think about whether there were any flaws, and the moves were displayed to kill powerful enemies.

After this battle, Qin Mu suddenly felt that he had stepped into the edge of a big change.

As long as you pass this threshold, it will be a blue sky, a grand road!

His whole body gradually glows brightly and radiantly, and his vitality runs in the body, connecting the three generations of the three generations of the three generations. The radiance of the sun, the moon and the stars will shine through the gods and make him like a light man.

Even the gods and gods in his body were illuminated to reveal the portal of the gods.

Under the Liuhe Shenzang, a deep and dark portal is also looming, where is the gateway to the life and death of the secluded capital.

Qin Mu did not walk, and in Xiao Yujing, he observed the gods of Xiao Yujing, the **** of Qin Chongming, and traveled for a long time in the gods of this god.

Since then, he has begun to transform his own collection and complete his own shortcomings.

argot--

His body volatility, bursts of dragons, dragons around the body, drilling in his body, tempering the flesh, suddenly, Qin Mu hands for the knife, walking along the edge of the altar and knife.

The wind is loud, the knife falls like rain, and the night battles are in the storm.

The big day rises and jumps out of the sea, and the sun rises in the East China Sea.

The gold is wrong with the white jade, and the night wears the window to shine. The husband’s fifty merits are not established, and the knife is independent.

After the robbery was a civil servant, all the way along the way!

On this battlefield of blood and blood, the butcher's knife suddenly became vivid and vivid, reflecting the world's robbery.

His knife method is getting faster and faster, and suddenly the knife and the light are scattered, and the wind and rain, the big sun, and the sea surface disappear. Qin Mu also refers to the sword, the vitality shocks into a sword silk, lightly picking slowly, the sword is extremely delicate, and suddenly the sword is getting faster and faster, and the long sword is in the blink of an eye, flying like a silver dragon in the sky above the altar.

Qin Mu slashed his sword on the altar, and Jianguang ran across the sky, getting faster and faster.

The robbing of the world of Taihuangtian makes his heart touch, unconsciously releasing his emotions and feelings through his own swordsmanship!

The third type of sword figure, the emperor hijacked.

However, when the robbery broke out most fiercely, Qin Mu suddenly dissipated all the Jianguang, and the sword pointed a little bit of eyebrows. This finger is not only in the eyebrows, but also in the eyebrows of the spirits, all his spirits, all Sword gas, gathered in this finger.

He realized the robbery.

Robbery is a disaster. It is the struggle of the people in the disaster to survive. It is the hope of finding a life in the suffering of hell. It is the hero of the butcher who uses the knife to make hope. It is the village head, the emperor, the blue dragonfly, struggling to survive, the same is the people. Struggling behind the heroes.

Blood and bone buried.

His **** spurted forward, and a sword was like a rainbow, spanning ten miles.

The light of one and a half of the sun in the sky is completely dimmed, leaving only this sword light.

The sword stabbed, and Qin Mu stood on the altar. This sword, he completely abandoned the sword figure of the village chief. Suddenly, he felt that he had his own path.