Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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He is a woman who is a **** of heaven, he is used to destroying the earth, and he is used to it.

The arrival of Xuantian Ming made the class and the Lotus King breathe a sigh of relief. The thousand-month-old monarch finally realized why the Feng Yu, who had no way to retreat, suddenly smiled. He was able to enter the Phoenix Hall under his eyelids, and another whip rolled away his opponent. Feng Zhaoyu’s heart burst into a cold, how high is the martial arts of the Dashun Dynasty’s nine emperors?

At this time, Xuantian Ming is pulling Feng Yuqi around, left and right to see, after she is sure that she is not injured, this is the lesson: "I really go out and give me trouble, I want to kill you, you say, why bother to do it yourself You are only fourteen years old, a little girl with a small arm and a calf, to fight with a big man, you are not a shame?"

Lian Wang listened to the white eyes and turned straight, and the two hearts of the heart really can be beaten one by one. The class was taken for granted, and it was very agreeable to nod.

Feng Yuzhen took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I won't dare next time."

"Well." Xuantian muttered her head, "Hey." Then he asked seriously: "How many times did he hit you?"

Feng Yu thought about it. "At the beginning, I didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't lose much. Later, I was tired. I slammed my arm three times, my shoulders twitched twice, my left calf, and my right thigh. The left wrist is the key concern, eleven."

"Good." Xuantian Ming nodded and pushed people to the side of the class. "Give your home master a pinch." Then the long whip slammed straight into the force, and the whip pointed directly to the Qianzhou monarch. "A total of nineteen, Feng Zhaoyu, how do you want to die?"

Feng Zhaoyu’s arrogance for Xuan Tian’s fascination to give Feng Yu’s sorrow to his own hands, he’s always arrogant, and he never thinks that anyone else can beat him. Even the master who taught him kung fu killed himself after he learned. Dashun’s nine emperors have inquired that Kung Fu is not bad, but he still can’t reach his height. Xuantian is best at leading the battle, is a large-scale formation, not a single fight.

In this way, he felt that it was just a coincidence, which was caused by his own care. In the face of Xuan Tianming’s questioning, he laughed and wanted to say “arrogance”. Who knows, his words have not yet been exported, but he listened to the opposite side. Xuantian Ming suddenly said the lines he had said: "Noisy!" Then the long whip spins, and according to the left and right arms of his left and right, each draws two whip, and straighten a seal Zhao Zhaoyu to make a straight turn.

"There should be three times on the arm. The extra one is the interest received by the king." He said it was easy, just like cleaning up the seal and the pain of hitting the dog is a concept, Ding little child has no difficulty.

Feng Zhaoyu’s next chilly gas surged up. The original book was full of anger. At this moment, he is like a goblin from hell. Even if he wants to go back, he must pull another back.

He rushed to Xuantian, with his left hand and five fingers in his claws. The right hand took a sword from his waist. The sword flashed with frost, which made people feel that the blade was covered with a thin layer of ice.

The lotus king sucked a cold air and muttered: "That was made from the thousand years of cold ice in the northernmost coldest place of the thousand weeks. There is only one hand under the heavens. It is the inheritance of his master family." The sword, I didn’t expect him to be a murderer in the past, even the sword was in his hand."

Feng Yu珩 frowns: "Can the millennium ice have such flexibility? Can he let him in the waist?" She can't understand it anyway, but she also knows that five thousand years of civilization to the next generation, there are too many to say that can not be said Unexplained strange things, the millennium ice is not surprising.

Feng Zhaoyu’s counterattack with the determination to return to the same, the devastating atmosphere allows Xuan Tianming to feel deeply, but unfortunately, this degree of shock, in Xuan Tianming, is not enough.

He said: "The prince of the dead, is your anger only a little bit?"

Feng Zhaoyu's entire face is green. Xuan Tianming's words made him a bit more savage in his moves. He never learned to play as much as he did today. The internal strength of the main training is not as good as this. It was vented unreservedly. Every sword is cold, and the cold wind sweeps across the ground. The ground is covered with frost, sweeping through the tables and chairs, and the table and chairs are broken. The class took care of Feng Yu’s body, and the Lotus King hid behind him, but still could feel the cold wind, which made people feel that the Phoenix Pavilion would collapse under the ice sword. .

Xuan Tian Ming is shaking his head while playing. "Thousands of Zhou Guojun, not enough, your grievances are not enough, the person who majors in yin and cold moves, the grievances in the heart is the guarantee that the move is the ultimate, your grievance is not enough, these three hundred Sixty strokes of ice and cold swords, but even the power of 60% has not played out."

In the heart of Feng Zhaoyu’s heart, Xuan Tianming’s words went straight to the heart and lungs, and he spoke out the roots of his weak swordsmanship. The feeling is like the secret of his own efforts to be hidden and exposed in public, touching his heart against the scales.

But Xuan Tianming’s words are still going on, and a whip and a whip are waved, forcing him to listen. “You have pursued the throne in your life, stepping on the blood of your loved ones and succeeding step by step. All the things in your heart are not resentment, but Cruel, what exists in you is not grievance, but arrogance. You are a martial arts singularity, it is not easy to use suffocating to move the move, but if you want to go further, it is too difficult."

In one sentence, he attacked Zhao Zhaoyu to avoid inevitable, hiding from hiding, and all the weaknesses were exposed to the enemy. In exchange for it, it was a new round of more violent attacks by the enemy.

Xuantian said: "This king has rarely been like this in recent years, so that too many people only remember this Wang Shanzheng, but forget that this king is also a master. Qian Qianguo, you move My wife is nineteen, and this king will bring back thirty-six whip back. Now, it is time to send you to bury the land under this skyrocket."

After the words were finished, the long whip wave was more and more strange. In a few moves, Feng Zhaoyu’s long sword was smashed and fell straight to the front of Feng Yu’s three. The next moment, the whip went straight to his neck, and only one rotation would entangle the neck of Feng Zhaoyu.

Xuan Tian’s power was changed. All the internal forces were concentrated on the long whip. Feng Zhaoyu only felt that the long whip wrapped around his neck was getting tighter and tighter. The blood of his whole body was rising upwards, and he was able to win his eyes. Nearly out of the hustle and bustle, and opened his mouth to fight for the inhalation, but it is already out of gas and less air intake.

The dynasty was destroyed. In the past ten years, the **** road was hurriedly replayed in his mind. The brothers who had killed him, the brothers who had killed, stood back in front of him one by one. There are crying, laughing, angry, and wanting to kill him. There is also Lian Wang. He always remembers one night many years ago. His father and Duanmu Anguo talked long night. The father said that the emperor could not kill, and Duanmu Anguo told his father that he would become the emperor without power. Too granddaughter. So, his cousin Feng Zhaolian was sent to a warlock, and he was filled with medicine all the time, becoming a drug person who was not male or female.

The road to the throne is made of blood, but he has not been sitting for many years, a skyrocketing, ruining everything.

Feng Zhaoyu laughed and looked at Xuan Tianming. He said to him with the last strength: "I am dead, you have to be buried." The words are complete, but they are also at the same time as his last word exit. The entire Phoenix Pavilion suddenly sank, and the speed was so fast that everyone did not wait to react. The next three layers had already sunk to the ground.

There was already snow in the eyes of the wide open window, and Xuantian Ming quickly released the whip that entangled the Qianzhou monarch, and rushed to the front of Feng Yuyu in one vertical, and the people went up and rushed straight. go with. At the same time, the long whip was erected, and a hole was opened on the roof of the Phoenix Pavilion, and then people flew straight into the sky.

The class also followed with the light work, but it didn't get much high. Suddenly the ankles were tight, and the whole child was pulled back by the students and threw them to the ground.

He looked down and saw that Lian Wang was holding his ankle and screaming and shouting: "You can't throw me down!" He was so angry that he had no nose, but he still caught the lotus king. Take people straight out to the gap.

Under the skyrocket, the last complete building in the palace also sank into the ground in the "bang" sound. When the lotus king looked back, he told them: "This is Feng Zhaoyu who started the self-sinking mechanism in advance. He wanted to pull. The person is backing up." While talking about taking a picture of his heart, he screamed at Xuantian: "Fortunately, you are coming. If you don't come, you can work on the three-legged cat of Yaya. Let's make that one." Zhaoyu’s dumplings are stuffed.”

Feng Yuzhen did not reluctantly this time and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I am careless." Then I still looked at Xuan Tian in my heart: "He directly attacked my left wrist."

Xuantian Ming will take care of her, caress her hair, and said over and over again: "Not afraid, not afraid, there is me."

Lian Wang don't go too far, "sour." Then look up at this ruined royal family, and the lips are cold and fluent. "Block the family, thousands of weeks, you owe me, pay off, goodbye."

The army of Xuantian was staying in Kyoto for a half-month, and all the bodies that could be dug were dug up and buried in the former site of the palace. The people of Kyoto automatically gave up their thousand-week household registration and switched to Dashun.

Half a month later, tens of thousands of troops took all the Kyoto people all the way south, ready to return to Dashun.

Before leaving, Xuantian was divided into ten thousand soldiers, and the troops led the troops to continue northward to rescue the surviving people who had only a few cities in the north.

On the way back, he asked Feng Yuxi: "The father had promised to give you a dowry after thousands of weeks of attack, but now how do you plan to deal with it?"

Feng Yuxi said: "Thousands of weeks are closed, no people are left, but the soldiers are stationed. I want to turn this into a reservoir of Dashun, a breeding farm, and a Tianshan change medicine factory. One day, it will re-prosper."

The original week of Kaihua, re-enter the ice cold after a month, as if the skyfall did not happen, the land once again returned to calm.

However, the people have lost the confidence to live again. They went south with the army, passed through the Luocheng and Bincheng, and went out to the north gate. Finally, they stood on the land of Jiangzhou-Dahun.

When the army entered Jiangzhou, an official officer immediately came to the scene. After welcoming Xuantian, he handed a quick report to him. At the same time, he said: "His Royal Highness, the Imperial Palace, 800 miles."