President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"I don't think my heart is moved by this condition. The blood emperor, our common enemy, will only have advantages and no disadvantages if we make a deal with me." Mr. San didn't have the slightest look on Nangong Yan. It is very obvious that Lin Yifan's role now It has far surpassed the waste in his hand.

But when Lin Yifan didn't nod his head, he still didn't end the opponent's life. As long as his last bit of strength was injected into Nangongyan's body, he would completely become a puppet.

"Actually, it's not impossible to cooperate with you," Lin Yifan pretended to be a little hesitant and rolled his eyes, and the strength in his hands still contracted a little.

And Mr. San saw that the other party was obviously moved by him, and if he suddenly brightened up, he focused all his attention on the young man opposite him.

But in a place that he didn't notice at all, Nangong Yan, who was almost dying in his hand, consciously rolled his eyeballs, and his fingers trembled slightly.

The moment he completely turned his attention away, Nangong Yan seemed to have found an opportunity, and instantly burned his life essence, and the seals all over his body were instantly opened.

"Since you want me to die, then let me be buried with you." His whole body seemed to be surrounded by fireballs, and all the power in his life gathered in his fists, completely releasing all his vitality, and directly smashed into the fist. Mr. Three's chest.

"Oh!"

Then there was a series of crackling sounds, which came from Mr. San's chest, and a lot of sparks were carried away, and there was a little electric current in an instant.

The moment the two collided, Lin Yifan flipped his hands, and a stream of flowing soil flew out, hitting Mr. San and Nangong Yan.

And the moment the flowing soil left the ground, it turned into fiery red magma, surrounded by a circle of Suzaku strange fire.

"Damn it." Mr. San's triangular-shaped eyes were almost opened to the maximum, and the black airflow gathered from the hundreds of acupuncture points on his limbs suddenly surrounded his entire body.

But it was obviously too late for him to move, his whole body was covered by fiery red magma, and there was a crater in his chest, and the beating of his heart stopped for several seconds at that moment.

Almost at that moment, Mr. San did not know what secret method he used to gather the energy of all the puppets around him into his body.

The people around died in an instant, and fell scattered in the courtyard like a skeleton. Dozens of skeletons spread all over the circle, making people shudder.

And Mr. San was obviously seriously injured. The black mist around his body kept rolling, and the huge black net originally formed by the blazing fire disappeared in an instant.

Nangongyan's vitality disappeared almost instantly after the punch, and most of his body was suddenly wrapped in black breath, turning into a very hard black object.

"I didn't expect to be able to reap unexpected joys. It is a typical fight between snipe and clam, and the fisherman wins." Lin Yifan looked at the people who were almost dead, raised his eyebrows and smiled, confiscated the Shennong tripod and threw it at Mr. San .

"Oh!"

There was another loud noise, and Mr. San suddenly pushed back two steps, completely without the slightest rebuttal power, lying there very weakly on his side.

Based on the choice of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Lin Yifan commanded the Shennong Ding without the slightest hesitation, and all the colorful brilliance released enveloped the opponent's body, suppressing the black mist so that there was no room for resistance.

Suddenly, in a trance, the Shennong Ding did not know what was suppressing it, and it trembled very strongly. Lin Yifan quickly tried to control his actions, but who knew that it landed suddenly, why was it completely overwhelmed by the black weapon in an instant? Shrouded, and then smashed back on Lin Yifan's body.

Mr. San disappeared into the air like a cloud of mist, and the space returned to a transparent state.

"careful!"

When Lin Yifan was about to move, Miao Zhiruo suddenly appeared from behind, pushed his body backwards, and stood in front of the opponent without the slightest hesitation.

"Senior Sister," Lin Yifan was taken aback, and quickly controlled the Shennong Ding, it stopped in mid-air at once, and you have to wait until she breathes again to see the male black mist moving toward Miao as if under control. Zhiruo rushed over.

A faint black air floated above the petite and exquisite body, and as she resisted with spiritual power, she became more and more excited, constantly absorbing the spiritual power in her body, and constantly squeezing into every corner of her body .

Lin Yifan stood up quickly and pulled the other party over, put his fingers on Miao Zhiruo's pulse, and the spiritual power entered the hundreds of acupuncture points on her limbs along her wrist, but his body at this time was completely covered by the evil spirit. Full.

"Ah!" During the constant struggle, Miao Zhiruo felt that she had no strength in her whole body. It was as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling non-stop from head to toe. Don't let go.

"Senior Sister?" Lin Yifan hugged the opponent's soft body at the moment when the opponent was about to fall, and tried to shake her body with the other hand.

But at this moment, Miao Zhiruo has completely lost consciousness, and a very strange gas has completely occupied her body. Fortunately, the cultivation base of the Holy Ninth Heaven has helped her protect her heart and brain. There is something big, but it can't keep normal sobriety.

"Damn Mr. San, you are despicable and shameless," Lin Yifan said with gritted teeth as he looked at the disappearing figure who had long since disappeared.
At this moment, the person in his arms has completely fallen into a coma, and he can feel the other person's body temperature is constantly rising.

"Let's get out of here quickly!" Lin Yifan kicked Nangongyan who was not far away and was completely breathless, and left Yangcheng directly with Miao Zhiruo in his arms.

It may not be long before the news of Nangong Yan's death will spread throughout Yangzhou City.

When it was about 20 kilometers away from Luocheng, Lin Yifan, who was on his way, saw a few people running towards him not far away.

"My lord!" A very thin girl ran over when she saw Lin Yifan without stopping at all.

If her eyes were placed on the woman in the other party's arms, the whole movement froze all of a sudden, and her big watery eyes felt full of grievances.

"Qing Lan, Xing Yun, why did you come out!" Lin Yifan looked at the two beauties and smiled.

Who knew that Qinglan ignored her, and kept her head down alone.

"Qing Lan was very worried about Young Master, so she called a few of us to come out early to meet him." Xing Yun nodded beside her.

Seeing Qinglan's pouting and aggrieved expression, Lin Yifan instantly felt some headache and helplessness, but he didn't know what to say.

"My lord, who is Miss Miao?" Xing Yun was full of doubts when she saw Miao Zhiruo who couldn't sleep well. I was a little embarrassed, and felt that I had eaten unwarranted jealousy.

"If something happens, let's go back and talk about it." Lin Yifan sighed, looking very worried at Miao Zhiruo who saw nothing on the road.

In the mansion of the mansion master in Yangcheng, there is a most exquisitely decorated courtyard covered with white bones, and the white bones are covered with a layer of deep black gas. The original flesh is tightly attached to these bones, and it is completely invisible look like.

One of the most special ones is the existence of half bone and half human figure. This person is Nangong Yan who has completely lost his breath.

After a night of fermentation, Nangong Yan's body did not change at all, and the black aura emanating from his body continued to flow through his body.

The spiritual power that should have remained in the body was completely wrapped by this black air current, forming a brand new energy.

And his mind was constantly changing, and a part of the black air flow kept circling in his mind, gathering all the energy into his mind.

One after another, the air flow along the hundreds of acupuncture points of the limbs converges continuously, and this energy becomes more condensed.

In the end, it actually formed the shape of a person, like a pocket doll that has shrunk countless times, but it just exists in the mind.

His whole body was made up of black mist, but a very ferocious face could be vaguely seen, and this face was the dead Nangong Yan.

It probably lasted like this for a long time, the little little man gradually woke up, and finally opened his eyes.

But it seems very ignorant, acting entirely on instinct, and has completely forgotten all the previous memories.

Trying to control the already stiff body, like a puppet for him to drive, the whole body is very stiff, even a part has been necrotic, and there is no way to move normally.

The little man suddenly raised his head and looked towards an unknown direction in the distance, as if he could feel a power that was very suitable for his growth, and he could lock his position very accurately.

And the face shrouded in black mist was gradually revealed, and the corners of the drooping mouth suddenly raised.He suddenly showed a very weird smile, as if he was determined to win.