The Talented Doctor

The woman’s eyes skyrocketed, and she sneered: "That **** Nalan Yurong stepped her into the mud, thinking she would never be able to get up anymore, but she could still hook up with someone. Tell me the specific location and I will go by myself. Take a look."

After getting the address, the woman quickly disappeared in the mansion.

Few people know that this mansion was the partial courtyard of Zhu Chongba's young master Zhu Chongba ten years ago, and this seductive woman in black is just Nalan Feixue who has already practiced the magic method and has become a master.

Nalan Feixue came all the way to the foot of Cangshan, and soon saw the woman she hated the most, her sister—Nalan Yurong.

Since knowing that Nalan Yurong killed her mother and used herself as a bargaining chip to Zhu Chongba to play with, Nalan Feixue hated her. In the past ten years, Nalan Yurong, as a martial artist in the phase of condensing pulse, has lived so miserably, and she has written in it.

When Nalan Yurong is sent to a prostitute, she will bring people out after her life is not as good as her death, and then when she is full of hope, she will cut the **** into a stick.

The sticks that Nalan Zhengze and Zhu Chongba made had already been destroyed by her playing a few years ago, so she has to keep Nalan Yurong tortured slowly, otherwise, in her future days, Wouldn't it be boring.

However, Nalan Feixue did not expect that Nalan Yurong had fallen into this field, and there was still someone to rescue her.

Who the **** is it? Want to save such a snake-hearted, dirty and shameless bitch?

However, before Nalan Feixue got close to the place where the altar was set up, an indescribable sense of fear surged in her heart.

This is not just the difference between cultivation base and coercion, but she feels that her cultivation technique seems to be completely restrained. If it gets close, it will be directly crushed into a powder.

Nalan Feixue hurriedly stopped, hiding on a huge banyan tree, looking into the distance.

From here, she could only see Nalan Yurong bowing to the people around her, looking like she wanted to please, but excited and fearful.

Among the group of people, there was a tall man who was particularly conspicuous, and the breath exuding all over her made Nalan Feixue's creeps. But the man's face made her feel a little familiar inexplicably.

Nalan Feixue was unwilling, and finally courageously sent a small seed in that direction.

This seed is a fifth-grade demon planting cocklebur. It has only three hours of life. After rooting, it will give birth to an ear-like plant, so that the warrior who has engraved the soul mark on it can hear all the sounds heard by the cocklebur.

Xanthium flew near the altar, Nalan Feixue urged the demonic energy in his body, and soon heard the voice coming from there.

Nalan Yurong knelt on the ground, kowtow to the incense candle table, and muttered, "Mother, thank you for being in the sky, and bless me to find my father. I will definitely follow him in the future. Serve your father well. In the future, your daughter will no longer be bullied, and you don't have to suffer any more. Mother, you can finally rest in peace."

Nalan Feixue furrowed her brows and her heart was full of suspicion. Nalan Yurong was the eldest sister of her own father and mother. She was 100% sure of this. Why did she have a relative now?

After Nalan Yurong knocked her head, she stood up looking forward and looked at the tall man carefully, "Father, where are we going next? Father, you are not from Miluo, right? Are you from Siam? Can I go back to Siam with you?"