Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

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A knife in the palm of your hand, smashed directly toward the white boy!

Endless cold air, venting out!

However, when the cold air was about to invade the body of the white boy, it suddenly stopped.

The white boy licked the blood on his lips.

"You don't want to save her?"

Jun Ao cold and stopped his hand!

Yes, save her first!

However, looking at Ye Qingli in his arms, Jun Aohan almost cried out.

The **** blood of a strand of stock kept coming out of her mouth.

I can’t stop it at all.

There was no trace of blood in his pale face.

The eyes are closed.

It is like being dead.

It’s much more serious than the injury I suffered when I accidentally injured her last time!

Such a serious injury, no one can save it!

She is really going to die...

"No matter what method you use, save her immediately!"

Jun Aohan red and red eyes, roaring toward him.

"I can save her, but you have to promise me a request..."

"Save her, right now!"

Jun Aohan almost smashed like a heartbreaker.

"No matter what the requirements, I promise you! All, everything! Even if it is my life!"

Now, in his mind, there is only the matter of saving the leaves and greens.

As for the rest, all can be left behind!

He - want her to live!

Especially, after seeing her dead and resurrected!

"Get out!"

The white boy will pull out the arrogant cold.

Smoothly placed the leaf green glass on the ground.

At this time, the ground beneath her body has all been stained with blood.

Jun Aohan is extremely distressed.

He can hardly believe it.

In that delicate body, there is so much blood.

Moreover, it is still in a direct current.

Like to be drained...

"Save him!"

The white boy gave him a look.

Then he took out a purple grass from his arms.

With a gentle blow, Xiancao suddenly became a colorful color.

Especially the blossoming petals are all separated by themselves.

"Seven colors Qiong Yaohua?"

Jun Ao Han’s eyes widened.

Legend has it that the waters of the dragon's marrow and blood are used to water the flowers that can be brought back to life!

Doesn't it mean that on this continent, it has long been extinct?

This kind of strange flower can really make people come back to life!

The white boy seems to have a little regret.

"It’s been seven hundred years, only such a strain..."

"It was spoiled by your kid..."

He gently bounced with his hand, this Qiongyao flower was divided into seven petals, and then fell to the wound of Ye Qingli.

The blood that was constantly splattering out stopped suddenly!

Then, the wound actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Let Jun Aohan look stunned!

The white boy took three medicinal herbs and swallowed the leaves.

Then he sat cross-legged and waited slowly.

Jun Aohan stood nervously and stood watching.

This life of Ye Qingli was finally taken back from the gate of the ghost!

I thought that she almost died because of herself...

He felt that his heart was as painful as being shackled.

If she really died like this.

He will never forgive himself.

Slowly, the sun rose from the horizon.

The sky gradually revealed the white belly.

The face of Ye Qingli also began to become rosy.

"All right."

The teenager patted the palm of his hand and stood up.

"Since she is already good, now, I am going to take her away."