Heretic Doctor Zihou

Zihou swears that even though the bullets and knives in the previous life, she has been walked and suffered countless injuries, large and small, but there has never been a time like this moment that made her think so urgently. Give up!

Inside her body, the Nether Fire rushed through her meridians unscrupulously, leaving behind a piece of ashes, and then slowly being reborn, constructing brand-new meridians and *.

Zihou's body trembles like chaff, sweat is evaporating on the surface, and white mist is all over her. She was biting her teeth tightly, and she was groaning in pain!

The extreme pain, the reason of the tortured Zihou wanders on the verge of collapse. The few thoughts she had left urged her to give up resistance, so she wouldn't have to continue to suffer this torture!

However, the stubborn reason told her that she couldn't just give up like this! If she gives up, then she will be lost forever...

Lost the grandfather, father, mother, and brother Ziyu who loved her by the Wei family; lost her former comrade-in-arms Mo Jun, whom she always looked forward to meeting again; and even lost her lover Mo Yunhuang who loved her!

She is unwilling to lose, unwilling to give up, because she still has a lot of nostalgia!

She wants to reach the pinnacle, protect the people she protects, find the people she has always longed to meet again, and walk hand in hand with the beloved, and fight side by side!

Therefore, she cannot give up!

Deep in the misty eyes of Zihou shined with the deepest obsession, the paranoia that never gave up, gave her a bright light to guide her at the most painful, darkest and most vulnerable moment The most correct direction is no longer lost!

Her breath sank, and she tried her best to ignore the torture that was in the ordinary state, using her weak mental power to control the unbridled Nether Fire.

Perhaps it was the control of Zihou that played a role, and the ghost fire, which had been rampant like crazy, slowed down strangely. Although it was still burning the body of Zihou, after the speed slowed down, the pain also eased a lot...

It was also such a temporary slowdown, which gave Zihou a rare respite.

The reason she was on the verge of collapse gradually returned, and the senses she had lost gradually recovered. She can even hear the scary sound of the flesh and blood in her body!

The evil fire of the netherworld ran through the body of Zihou, from head to toe, circle after circle, not letting go of every meridian...

Not only that, but the same meridians were burned again shortly after being reshaped, and then continued to be reshaped, so back and forth, seemingly endless.

In Zihou, apart from trying her best to control the mania of Nether Fire, she has no other choice but to let Nether Fire destroy her again and again, and then rebirth again and again!

I don’t know how much time has passed. Later, the flame that originally flowed through the body of Zihou broke through the body surface of Zihou, and the flames enveloped the body of Zihou. His clothes were instantly burned to ashes, and the whole person was bathed in flames, like a gorgeous long dress of ice blue and red!

At this time, Mo Yunhuang, who had been guarding the side of Zihou, looked at this scene, and the worry in his eyes finally faded...

Zihou, who was immersed in the struggle, did not notice this at all. Later, I wonder if the offensive of Nether Fire slowed down, or she was used to it. She actually felt that the pain seemed to have eased a lot...

Gradually recovering from the pain just now, Zihou has the opportunity to look inside his body.

Mental power swept across my body, and Zihou was shocked to discover that the meridians that were originally as thin as steel wires were widened a lot at this time! The profound energy running in the body has more space because of the meridians, and it runs more smoothly!

The pain in my body almost disappeared, Zihou then slowly opened his eyes...

The goal was Mo Yunhuang raised a beautiful brow, a face with a smile that was more evil than usual. And his gaze, where do you look again?

Zihou her eyebrows jumped, with an ominous premonition, she was stunned, and bowed her head with Mo Yunhuang's ambiguous gaze...

"Emperor Mo Yun, you shameless fellow!" Zihou turned dark and barked his teeth.

Why is this man so shameless? She had just gone through the test of a life of nine deaths, this man not only didn't worry about her, he even played a hooligan!

Subconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to block the looming beauty in front of the flames, Zihou twitched the corner of her mouth and cursed in her heart, where does she have clothes to hide her shame?

However, fortunately, although the flames of the Nether Fire cannot be completely blocked, at least she has not completely exhausted it!

"Why am I shameless?" Mo Yunhuang's smile on the corners of his lips was even worse, and his tone was even more hoarse and ambiguous, bewitching like a poppy.

"Asshole, put your clothes on for me!" There is no burnt residue on her clothes. Can't let her go back in this suit?

"Hmm." Mo Yunhuang touched his chin, his posture was unusually sexy, and his sharp sword eyebrows were broken. "Are you sure you still want to burn my clothes?"

Uh…

Zihou is a bit speechless.

Well, in her current situation, it seems that she touched something to burn, so the top priority is that she must put out the fire on her body. However, if she puts out the fire now, then not just...

"What are you looking forward to, don't hurry up and take off your clothes, then turn around!" Zihou raised a smile at Mo Yunhuang, but his tone was extremely disgusting.

"Well, it's good for me to look at it like this, don't worry about me!" Mo Yunhuang took it for granted.

Zihou, "..."

This bitch!

Nether Fire was considered successful at this time, and Zihou was also honored to become the new generation master of Nether Fire. But, after all, Zihou is not strong enough now, and it is a long way to control the pure and arrogant ghost fire!

But even so, Zihou is also the master of Nether Fire. No matter how arrogant and arrogant, Nether Fire will not jump too far. In other words, people under the eaves have to bow their heads. Zihou Nowadays, the little one can still control the ghost fire.

With a movement of mind, Zihou slowly retracts the Nether Fire that burns on the surface of the body, while the Nether Fire stays obediently in the Zihou Dantian, burning quietly, waiting for the opportunity to move, waiting To devour the first prey...

Putting Mo Yunhuang's robes on his body neatly, Zihou was a little embarrassed. Well, after living for so many years, it is the first time to wear such a vacuum, especially in front of someone, she feels quite ashamed.

"Okay..." After tightening the clothes tightly, and after confirming that they have been tightly wrapped, Zihou said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Emperor Mo Yun turned around eagerly, hoping to get some benefits, as if he was granted an amnesty, but he saw a woman wrapped himself up like a zongzi, and the triumphant expression on his face was obviously aimed at he!

However, even so, the appearance of Zihou still surprised him. I was used to seeing Zihou in white clothes. At this time, she brought him a strong visual impact...

The ink-colored robe is very big because it belongs to him. It hangs over the woman's body until it reaches the ankles, revealing only a pair of white and tender jade feet.

A fair-skinned woman with picturesque eyebrows, her tight robe outlines her perfect figure with bumps, and the visual contrast between black and white is particularly obvious.

After undergoing reshaping and reshaping, she is like a phoenix reborn from Nirvana. Every detail is shining with beautiful light, and every expression is full of charm. She smiled, all with a goblin-like bewitching, and he couldn't help but sink into...

His always cold heart was once again softened into a bay of spring water, and he was drunk in madness, and never wanted to wake up!

"I've touched it, why are you not allowed to watch it?" Mo Yunhuang's **** lips glimpsed, feeling wronged like a child who can't eat sugar.

The smile on Zihou stiffened, and a black line fell on the forehead. Well, this bitch, once again set the lower limit of morality in front of her!

"roll!"

"Come on, wife, hug."

"roll!"

"..."

"..."

The two flirting and cursing voices drifted away, and finally disappeared. The tomb of the most powerful in the dust for thousands of years, as the two left, the door slowly closed, finally isolating the last ray of light, sleeping in the darkness, waiting for the changes of the vicissitudes of life...

Emperor Mo Yun is gone. When Zihou heard the news, he was sitting alone on the locust tree in the yard, looking at the sky in a daze.

In fact, she knew he was gone.

Although, when he left, he didn't tell her.

Zihou suddenly raised a light smile, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a light smile. He really knows himself, and he is like himself!

She was very thankful that Emperor Mo Yun did not say goodbye to her before leaving. She hates parting the most and fears parting the most in her life. She would rather him leave quietly without her knowing it, and then leave her alone with all the memories, in every day without him in the future, think about it carefully, and enjoy it.

It turns out that he knows himself.

She could imagine that this man would turn around at least once when he left, and then... miss her!

"Emperor Yun, I have already started to miss you, what should I do?" Looking in a certain direction, until the end of the cross between heaven and earth, Zihou whispered.

Thinking of his smile, thinking of his temperature, thinking of his taste, thinking of his tall figure, thinking of his broad chest, thinking of his solid arms, thinking of him...

Miss everything about him, crazy miss!

Such crazy thoughts made Zihou smile bitterly, thinking that I was crazy!

However, she was happy.

There is no permanent banquet in the world, and parting is for the next reunion. Zihou is not the person who hurts the spring and the autumn, even if the longing in her heart has deepened into her bones, she will not show the slightest outside.

Without Mo Yunhuang, no matter how hard it is, we will have to live a better life. Because she didn't want him to be thousands of miles away and worry about her.

Exhaling a long breath, Zihou jumped down from the locust tree.

She has already decided. After solving these miscellaneous things in Xiliang City, she will go to Tianxia City to find out her own life experience, and then she will go to Yunmiao Holy Land to find Mo Yunhuang!

Emperor Yun, wait for me!

Zihou looked up at the setting sun, making a fist...