Ghost King’s Medical Consort

"I blame my sister for being useless. I didn't protect you so that you suffered so much..." Pan Zhijun sighed, reaching out and holding Mu Qianyue's hand with a sad expression on his face.

Mu Qianyue struggled with her wrists, trying to get rid of her hand, but saw her frowning, her face was sad, she couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

"Let go of my lady." Nalanjing, the jealous jar, pulled Mu Qianyue into his arms, looking at Pan Zhijun with vigilant eyes.

"It's you?! Di Yuchen!" Pan Zhijun looked at him angrily, as if looking at an enemy, her eyes were full of murderous intent, she grabbed Mu Qianyue's other hand, and Chao Na Lan Jing said angrily, "Di Yuchen, let go of the sound!"

Di Yuchen? Nalanjing frowned and held Mu Qianyue's waist tightly, "She is my lady, why should I let go? You should be the one who wants to let go!"

"Di Yuchen! You bastard! Hundreds of thousands of years ago, if it weren't for you, Yinyin wouldn't have died! You killed Yinyin, but now you still have the face to continue to pester her? You let me go !" Pan Zhijun shouted angrily, raised his wrist, and blasted towards Nalanjing.

Nalanjing's face was cold, and her palm blasted forward to meet the palm shadow she hit.

"Di Yuchen, let go of Yinyin! You are not afraid of hurting her like this!" Pan Zhijun was afraid of hurting Mu Qianyue, and immediately took his hand away.

"Lady, you wait here first, and when I solve this annoying guy, we will go home." Na Lanjing let go of her arms around Mu Qianyue, and moved towards Pan Zhijun.

"Hey, you guys..." Mu Qianyue yelled. Unfortunately, the two of them fought so fiercely that they didn't even hear her.

Everyone on Wanhua Island looked at each other, wondering what the situation was like now.

And Jin Yilan and Mu Yan looked anxious and worried. This woman named Pan Zhijun was obviously strong and very difficult to provoke!

Seeing the two people in the sky who were fighting hard to separate, Mu Qianyue had a headache, and she couldn't get in at all with her strength.

The fingers under the sleeve were tightly clenched, no matter whether Pan Zhijun's words were true or not, she couldn't hurt Jing!

Pan Zhijun is a person who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, so Nalanjing's strength is naturally not her opponent.

Nalan Jing displayed the Nether Realm, enveloping Mr. Pan Zhi. Seventy-two Nether Guardians rushed towards Pan Zhijun.

These seventy-two Nether Guardians are all puppets refined by Nalanjing, and it can be said that they have the same strength as him, and they are all 9th-order gods!

It is his last and most powerful hole card!

Seeing Nalanjing summon these nether guardians, Mu Qianyue's expression changed, showing how powerful Pan Zhijun is!

When the previous scene was fighting Biyu, he did not see him summon 72 Nether Guardians...

However, there seem to be only a few Nether Guardians in the future, right? Why is there so much all at once?

Such an army of gods is enough to make the whole world tremble!

Jin Yilan, Mu Yan, and the entire Wanhua Island were even more shocked.

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What strength is this?

Seventy-two puppets? Are all 9th-order gods?

Do you want to be so perverted! !

He alone is enough to sweep the entire Profound Heaven Realm!

It's a pity that he met the ancestor of their Wanhua Island...

The corner of Pan Zhijun's mouth aroused a touch of disdain, "Di Yuchen, now you are just a god, do you think you will be my opponent?"

If he were Di Yuchen, maybe she would be a little bit jealous, but unfortunately he was not as strong as before after two reincarnations.

Pan Zhijun sneered, and stepped out with an extremely fast pace, passing by the 72 people.

"Puff puff puff..."

A series of muffled sounds sounded, and the 72 **** puppets trembled, and then slowly disappeared into the air.

Nalanjing's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Seventy-two puppets were destroyed, and he naturally received a great backlash.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

The next moment, Pan Zhijun's palm hit Nalanjing's chest.

Nalanjing's figure smashed from the sky and fell down.

"Jing!" Mu Qianyue moved her feet to catch his body.

Nalanjing turned pale, with blood vomiting in her mouth. Mu Qianyue checked his body and found that his veins were all shattered by King Pan Zhi!

Looking at Pan Zhijun, who was continuing to attack, Mu Qianyue raised her head and stared at her angrily, "Stop! If you dare to kill him, I will never die with you in this life!"

Hearing this, Pan Zhijun's figure trembled, his eyes were full of injuries, and his eyes looked at her incredulously, "Yinyin, do you know what you are talking about? You want to not even your sister for such a man You have to know that he killed you himself for hundreds of thousands of years, so that you will fall into reincarnation and experience the love of the two worlds! Now you want to die for him and me?"

Seeing the hurt and painful look in Pan Zhijun's eyes, Mu Qianyue only felt a pain in her heart. She didn't care about herself as if she was false, and her words didn't seem like false...

"I don’t care about what 100,000 years ago, those are too far away! And that is also a thing of the past, I am not necessarily Pan Yinyin! I only know that he is now my husband, the most loved man in my life, It is the love I am willing to protect with my life! I will never allow you to hurt him!" Mu Qianyue said firmly, and the realm of life came out, slowly healing Nalanjing's injury.

Hearing Mu Qianyue's words, Nalanjing's heart was filled with emotion and joy, her purple glaze-like eyes were dyed with tenderness and affection, and she wished to hug the figure of the woman before her into her arms and rub her into her bones. in.

He also loves her so much!

He knows Yue'er's mind. If Yue'er doesn't love him, he won't enter the netherworld for him!

"Don't you want to provoke discord here! How could I hurt my lady?" Nalanjing squeezed Mu Qianyue's hand. He didn't know what his past and present, but he was afraid that what Pan Zhijun said was true. ...

"Humph! Di Yuchen, if you are a man, you dare to be a man!" Pan Zhijun snorted angrily.

"Enough! I said I don't want to pursue any previous things anymore." Mu Qianyue coldly squeezed Nalanjing's hand back.

"Yinyin, when you remember those things before, you will understand." Pan Zhijun sighed quietly, "At the beginning I established Wanhua Island and set a distance. The disciples should not have entanglements with men. Do you know why you are not allowed to marry? Hundreds of thousands of years ago, you fell in love with him, but he hurt you severely. Men don’t have a good thing! That’s why I hate men so much that I decided not to marry women. The purpose of the distance is to wait for the return, so that you can wake up and stop you from indulging in the love of this world! But you are so disappointing to me!"

Mu Qianyue frowned.