Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

For the entire three days, Jun Wu did not leave the room half a step, except for the black cat, no one knows what she did in it. ??八?一中文?W(eight)W?W?. (1) 8?1?Z?W. COM

When the eye of the third day rises from the horizon, a ray of sunlight shines through the window and spills into the earth.

In the still room, there are scattered herbal residues on the ground, and the bottles are placed in full.

Sitting on the floor, she covered the lid of the last bottle of medicine. She sighed softly and her eyes fell on the pill bottle in her hand. Her eyes were deserted and she didn't know what to think.

The black cat stood up, and the small claws dexterously stepped on the gap between the sundries and reached the side of the innocent.

"Oh." It made a soft and soft voice, and smashed on the back of the innocent hand.

Jun no evil raised his head, reached out and grabbed the head of the little black cat, and then swept the medicine bottles on the ground into the Qiankun bag.

Can the three-day struggle be exchanged for the final result?

No one knows.

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The sun is shining, it is a good day of spring, the cloudless, the green hills are more elegant in the sun, the birds sing with the sound of running water, no one has ever thought that it is another scene in the hilltop.

The Yunxiao College, which had been abandoned for more than half a year, suddenly had a group of uninvited guests, which disturbed the silence in the college.

Under the bright sunshine, a team of people came out of the loft of Yunxiao College, and countless people gathered in the largest square of Yunxiao College.

In front of the Xiangyun stone statue, which once symbolized the glory of Yunxiao College, the well-dressed Jiugong disciples were listed on both sides. They looked heavy and did not speak.

From the Royal Soul Branch, the team’s people came out. They were tall and tall, and they were handsome and simple.

The Jiugong disciple is among the three middle-class people. It is already a dragon and a phoenix. But when the men in black are squirting out, the Jiugong disciples on both sides are obviously short of breath. They even dare not look directly at those black clothes. The face of a person can only slightly lower his head and sneak a sneak peek at the light.

Among a group of tall, mighty black men, there is such an awkward figure.

The clanging sound of the Dangdang reverberates over the vast square. A woman who is thin and thin has gradually entered the sight of many Jiugong disciples under the urging of those who are black. It is a look of only twenty. The woman, she is tall, slender, has a pair of unruly eyes, it should have been a beautiful woman, but at this moment, no one can appreciate the beauty of the woman.

The heavy ankles were buckled on the woman's ankles, and the white skin was worn out by the hard ankles. She had bare feet and a pair of feet had been broken. The blood sprinkled along her footsteps. Then he left a red-blooded footprint, all the way to the line, and the blood-stained people behind him were shocked.

Not only her feet, but on the woman's body, she could hardly find a good skin. The sloppy clothes had already been broken and stained with blood and mud. I couldn't tell the original color of the clothes. On the double-skeleton hand, a pair of handcuffs were attached, and a long chain extended from the handcuffs to her back. A large iron ball with a head-sized head was placed behind her, and she made her every step. A huge torment.