The Talented Doctor

"You have carried enough. Now you just need to sleep well and when you wake up, everything will be okay. Ten thousand years ago, you could trust Master. This time, is it good to believe in Master?"

Hot tears poured out of his eyes, soaking Xi Yue's hand, Xiao Nuo finally couldn't help tears at this moment.

This day and night, she persisted, insisting on guarding the master, but watching people die one by one, one by one dying tortured, she really couldn't hold it anymore.

Now that the master is here, the master is still standing in front of her like ten thousand years ago, and the master is still so calm and calm, as if nothing can bother her. Great...Master, it's nice to have you there.

Xiao Nuo slowly closed his eyes, and finally Shen Shen fell into a coma.

Xi Yue fed her an elixir, then released the shackles on Principal Qi's body, and fed him the elixir.

Principal Qi just yelled "Sister Goddess" softly, and couldn't help crying.

Xi Yue smiled at him and handed him the unconscious Xiao Nuo.

Song Zhen had already crawled to Meng Zisu's side at this time, watching her broken hand and scarred appearance, a big man was at a loss, his face was full of tears.

Xi Yue quickly connected the broken bones to Perilla with his hands and feet, and fed her the pill before sending her back to Song Zhen's arms.

Meng Zisu looked at her sideways, his eyes were red, but the pupils were shining, and his voice was weak and said: "Teacher, we... did not shame you?"

Xi Yue's eye sockets suddenly became hot and her nose was sour.

She glanced at her surroundings. Those students who used to be lively and human brains were lying in a pool of blood, dying, and could no longer hear the laughter and fight of the past.

She turned her gaze back to the painful and pale girl, her voice low, but clear and firm, "No, you are my best students, and I am proud to be your teacher."

Meng Zisu's tears slipped down the corner of his eyes, but the most beautiful smile appeared on his face.

Xi Yue looked at Song Zhen and whispered: "You bring all the injured in Tianyi Valley, as long as they have a breath, to my side. Feed them these potions, and you must hang them anyway. breath."

Song Zhen took the porcelain bottle that Xi Yue handed over, wondering what she wanted to do, but in the end she didn't ask anything, just nodded solemnly.

Xi Yue took a deep breath and stood up.

As the expression on her face changed from soft sadness to cruel and harsh, the purple vines that were dying to invite Yue Gong's subordinates quickly flew in front of her.

Because of excessive blood loss and severe pain, each of these people's faces became more and more blue and gray, but they were all awake, unable to die or faint.

In the middle is Lu Xuyang wearing a mask.

The purple vine seemed to have received Xi Yue's heart, and pulled out a twig from the thick vine, and then slammed it on Lu Xuyang's face.

The mask shattered and fell, and Xi Yue saw the familiar and unfamiliar face, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Lu Xuyang, it turned out to be you!" Her voice was cold and icy, with a deep hatred.

Seeing this man, she couldn't help but think of the **** massacre that made her fall from heaven to **** ten years ago.

The beloved husband disappeared without a trace.

Dandan, Xiaochi, Gu Liufeng... are all unconscious.