Goddess Medical Doctor Chapter 96: Alteration

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Dead, dead, not only will the person facing a large number of rockets die, they will also die. People who are able to move hop around for their lives, those who cannot move wait for death with their eyes closed.

I waited and waited, I didn't wait for the pain of the arrow on my body, nor the burning sensation of the fire on my body. I couldn't help but opened my eyes and took a glance. This look was incredible, all of them stared at the arrow rain falling from the sky.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that arrows are sticking to them, but like God, I am in a good mood today, turning rain into arrows, and falling one after another. It will only hit you, not you, and the fire on the arrow will not know when it has gone out.

Look at the man at the top of the camp, has he been pierced into a hedgehog? The answer is no, not tied into a hedgehog, just like a kite with a broken line, falling straight down, and they all know this person, it's Dr. Nan.

"Huo'er!" Jian Xingfang arrived in time and hugged her as she fell head-down.

Nan Huofeng furrowed her eyebrows, short of breath, and covered her mouth with her hands. The veil on her face did not know when she fell, but she could clearly see her face full of pain.

"Huoer!" Jian Xingfang called out, full of distress. "Why are you uncomfortable?" After landing, he knelt on one knee, hugging her in his arms, feeling at a loss and at a loss what to do.

After breathing for a while, Nan Huofeng barely opened his eyes, looked at him comfortably, and shook his head gently. "Let me rest, don't worry, I'll be fine in a while!" The voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Jian Xingfang frowned and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Don't do this again"

A figure fell suddenly, interrupting him. "Sister, how are you?" Nan Mingyin was a step slower.

"It's okay!" Still that low voice.

Nan Ming raised his eyebrows, and his anger suddenly rose. "You are like this? Are you okay?"

Jian Xingfang frowned unhappy. "Nan Gongzi, I think your sister is very weak now, you are not suitable to talk to her in this tone!"

An angry look was turned to Jian Xingfang. "It's you! It's all because of you! You go away!" He said, pushing away the Jianxingfang.

Fearing that their pushing would hurt Nanhuofeng, Jian Xingfang let him push away. "Don't move your sister in big moves!"

Nan Ming gave him a vague look. "You don't need to say, I know better than you!" Feeling a tug on his sleeves, he bowed his head and looked at Shangnan Huofeng's condemnation.

Turning his head, avoiding Nanhuofeng's condemning gaze. "If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be like this. Speaking of this," he turned his head back angrily. "Didn't you promise me that you won't use it lightly? Do you know how much damage you will suffer if you don't fix it?" At the end, he couldn't help but yell.

"I can't just watch those soldiers in the barracks die, they are innocent!" Although Nan Huofeng's voice was weak, it was firm. "I have to do this?" One sentence summed up all his problems.

"Must?" Nan Mingyin's face flashed angrily. "When did you have this idea, have you forgotten how others treat your necessities?"

Nan Huofeng's sweaty face stiffened. "They won't know!" Even the voice was stiff.

"You"

"Enough!" Nan Mingyin was not allowed to continue questioning. "I'll talk about it later, what your sister needs most now is rest!" The caring eyes never left Nan Huofeng's face.

Nan Huofeng tilted his head to cast him a weak smile, opened his mouth and stopped abruptly, listening intently. "Chuhu!" After listening for a while, Nan Huofeng suddenly increased the volume and called Nan Mingyin.

"Sister?" He noticed her movement and hurriedly stopped. "Sister, you can't move now!"

Nan Huofeng propped up. "Let go of me, and follow the flute to that direction right away." Before finishing speaking, he covered his mouth with uncomfortable hands and bend ###.

"Flute sound?" Nan Ming was puzzled and listened carefully. "There is no flute sound!"

Nan Huofeng raised his eyes in surprise. "Can't you hear?" Turning to Jian Xingfang.

Jian Xingfang shrugged. "I didn't hear any flute sound either!"

"Go to that direction now!" Nan Huofeng said to Nan Mingyin, and pointed out a direction. "Quick, go quickly, stop the pipers who...whoop...the wounded...whoop..." As he said, his breathing became increasingly rapid.

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go right away, sister, don't worry!" He stroked her back and looked at Jian Xingfang who was approaching. "Sister, leave it to you!" His tone was full of reluctance.

"Chuo...Chuo..." Nan Huofeng called Nan Mingyin who wanted to get up. "Be careful, when you can't find..., I...I will guide you appropriately..."

Nan Mingyinhuo opened his eyes wide and protested firmly. "No, you can't..."

"Yes!" Tugged his sleeves, not letting his voice overwhelm her faint voice, and stared at him firmly.

"You..." Nan Mingyin gritted his teeth, but in the end he couldn't match her firmness, suddenly got up, and in the blink of an eye he flew to the distance, disappearing into a black spot.

Seeing him leave, Nan Huofeng breathed a sigh of relief. "Put me flat on the ground."

"No, it's cold on the ground, I will take you back to the camp!" As a general, he has not completely forgotten his responsibilities.

Opened my eyes and gave him a light look. "Okay!" She understood his sense of responsibility. If she said to let herself be here, he would not agree, she didn't want to embarrass him!

Jian Xingfang took her ups and downs and returned to the barracks. Those who should be healed were healing, and those who should be cleaning up the mess were cleaning up the mess, except for a camp area, fully armed and fully guarded around a clearing.

"Put me behind that tree, you go see the situation!" Nan Huofeng pointed to a strong old tree.

Jian Xingfang looked at the standing circle over there, then looked at the person in his arms, weighed the pros and cons, and walked towards the old tree.

With a hiss, Jian Xingfang tore off the cloak behind his back and laid it on the ground. "Wait for me, I'm sorry!" With an apologetic look at Nan Huofeng who was lying on the cloak, he lightly kissed her forehead, then got up and ran towards the circle.

Nan Huofeng turned his head to look at the back of him running away, his lips lightly opened, and he said silently. "It's okay!" Turning his head back, looking at the blue sky, the eyes that had a little red light were getting brighter and brighter.

The flames in the forehead flashed in an instant, and the long hair scattered on the white cloak turned bright red. Under the white cloak, it appeared brighter.

Nanhuofeng lightly scowled with bright red eyes and murmured self-deprecatingly. "In the end, I still have to rely on your power!" The words fell, and the eyes looked up at the same time, and the dazzling red light instantly radiated all over her. The red silk circled her around her body, making it impossible to see her in the middle. What is it like!

Jian Xingfang stared guardly at the soldiers who straightened their heads and still closed their eyes. He heard that they had just taken a few steps forward, but since his arrival, they have not appeared to move forward. Happening.

"Responding to all changes!" Jian Xingfang also whispered back, but he wasn't afraid to wake them up, but instead he put his mind on the burning barracks over there more, and subconsciously followed The whisper beside.

He was wondering, will the fire spread to the surroundings? I have to tell everyone to retreat... Just when he thought about it, miraculously, the fire weakened little by little in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes incredibly, completely forgetting that he still had a thought here!

There is no one to put out the fire, and no one to put out the fire. How can the fire weaken? Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, the burning camp closer to them has gone out in this short time? There was only a smoky smoke left.

Jian Xingfang recovered from the shock, and subconsciously looked at the big tree where Nanhuofeng was, as expected! Seeing the red silk flying around, he instantly understood the reason. It's just... he frowned, she will be in pain, I want to see her, but he can't leave it here...

Just now. "Hey... moved... moved... they moved again..." Jian Xingfang withdrew his gaze to the location of Nan Huofeng and stared at the front when he heard the exclamations one after another.

The soldiers surrounding this side retreated with those who closed their eyes, and the other side followed them. No matter whether it was moving forward or backward, Jian Xingfang didn't move a step. After holding his hands, he stood calmly on the spot.

Just when those people were one step away from Jianxingfang, they stopped suddenly, just as suddenly when they moved.

On the other end, Nan Mingyin, who was about to catch the cyan figure in front of him, suddenly lost the other person's figure in his eyes, and if there was a seemingly non-existent flute sound, it sounded in his ears. Although there is flute sound, people can't grasp the direction.

Sister was right. Someone was playing the flute, but her voice was so weak that she could barely hear it when she came close. But she heard it from such a distance. I really don’t know how she did it? Or does my sister also have the ability of Xiaofeng?

Just when he was spinning like a headless fly~IndoMTL.com~ couldn't find the direction, a fire arrow pointed him the way.

Nan Mingyin sighed lightly when seeing the arrow with fire flying in the sky, and then followed the arrow. Sister still used the ability she couldn't use again.

For a moment, Nan Mingyin found the man in Tsing Yi who was hidden between the bushes and buds. The arrow that led the way was on the trunk next to the man in Tsing Yi. The man in Tsing Yi sitting on the trunk was obviously startled and stopped. The action of playing the flute, looking at the arrow on the trunk, and then at Nan Mingyin on the opposite branch, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

"Don't even think about running away this time!" After finishing speaking, he dived towards the man in Tsing Yi.

The corners of the Tsing Yi people’s lips lightly sneered at the arc, and with a light wave of the cyan sleeves, they gently curled up and flew between the dense trees.

However, Nan Mingyin will not lose her figure again this time. From the moment she moved, he drew his arrow.

Sure enough, as he expected, the fire on the arrow rekindled, and he just had to follow the arrow.