The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father: 4669 Maybe, still alive (please ask for votes)

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It's not easy to change hands, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

I was thinking about it, suddenly a light radiated from the red silk in Chu Moli's hand.

Immediately afterwards, interlaced lights and shadows appeared in the void of the Medicine King Palace.

The light and shadow appear to be a strange place.

The house is cylindrical with a colorful semicircle on top.

On the top of the semicircle is a thin needle, which makes it difficult to see the material.

Around the strange house, there are quite a few more weirdly dressed people walking around.

Mu Yan stopped playing at this time, and looked curiously at the image in the sky.

She had never seen such a building and dressing person before.

"Brother San, this is..."

As soon as she said her question, she realized that her master Han Chujiu's face was very wrong.

His eyes were wide open and his eyes were full of blood red.

The hands hanging beside him clenched into fists.

It's as if you have to be madly restrained to calm yourself down.

"Master Xiao Jiu, what's wrong?"

Mu Yan didn't care about asking where Chu Moli was, and quickly got up to help Han Chujiu.

While speaking, the image in the sky has disappeared.

Chu Moli's face was pale, panting slightly, and threw the red silk in his hand aside.

With a twist of his wrist, a cup of tea appeared on the tip of his finger, and he sipped it slowly.

Han Chujiu closed his eyes and let out a suffocating breath, finally calming down.

He looked at Mu Yan and Chu Moli again, the expression in his eyes was difficult to understand.

It took a long time to say: "Boy, do you know where that just appeared?"

This kid is of course called Chu Moli.

Chu Moli hooked his lips, "Although I haven't seen it, I guess it is from the Jiuli tribe."

Han Chujiu coldly snorted: "I don't know if your kid is smart or just came from the Jiuli tribe."

He looked at Mu Yan and said in a deep voice: "Good boy, the strange building that just appeared, and the strangely dressed people are the Jiuli tribe."

Mu Yan's spirit was shocked: "The third brother cast a soul-chasing curse on the red silk left by Li Weiran, and the scene of the Jiuli tribe appeared. Is that representative? Li Weiran is now in the Jiuli tribe. He Still alive?"

Chu Moli took a sip, and said casually: "Perhaps."

A light flush appeared on the pale face.

Mu Yan's expression suddenly changed, and she grabbed the cup in his hand, and the mellow aroma of wine came over her face.

The corners of her mouth twitched, "Who made you drink?"

Chu Moli opened his mouth to speak.

Mu Yan has already taken out an elixir and put it into his mouth relentlessly: "I don't want to live long and say it early, I don't need to waste my divine power to save you."

Chu Moli struggled to swallow the huge pill.

Then watched Mu Yan search all the wine in his storage space, and couldn't help but sighed slightly: "Little Junior Sister, you really look more and more like the big brother, don’t care. Mother-in-law."

Mu Yan grinned, showing a grinning grin. She squeezed her hands together and made a creaking sound: "Will you try it? When I beat the lame, I don’t look like a big brother ."

Han Chujiu looked at the two people's interaction like family members and friends, and his expression was a little trance.

There seemed to be many distant images in my mind.

However, everything is like a mirror, and it becomes empty in a flash.

All that is left is full of resentment and mess.

"Master Nine...Master Nine..."