Ghost King’s Medical Consort

"She is my favorite woman in this life and life, and I will never allow you to hurt her!" Wu Ya stood in front of Mu Qianyue, his eyes firmly and decisively facing Wutian's anger.

"She doesn't love you at all, and has never even loved you. Is it worth fighting against her father for such a woman?" Wutian's chest was violently ups and downs, obviously not light.

My own son is the most talented of all his children, he is so infatuated, he actually liked a woman for tens of thousands of years! And this woman doesn't like him at all!

After the death of Pan Yinyin that year, Wuya fell out with him, borrowing wine to sorrow day and night, and even seeking revenge from him!

He is his biological father! He actually wanted to deal with himself for a woman, Wu Tian was naturally angry.

So later Wu Tian Jiang was expelled from the Primordial Realm and asked him to reflect on himself. Unexpectedly, these tens of thousands of years did not make Wu Ya forget Pan Yinyin, but found her again, and now stood by him again for this woman. The opposite.

"So what, even if she doesn't love me, it's enough as long as I love her." Wu Ya looked back at Mu Qianyue with a hint of tenderness and affection in his eyes.

No matter what, he will guard her.

He used to miss the opportunity to protect her, and now he will never let the tragedy happen again, let alone let his beloved woman die in front of him.

Mu Qianyue was startled, and sighed faintly in her heart.

"Okay, very good! I really deserve to be the deity's good son!" Wutian's eyes flashed with anger, "It's just that with your strength, do you think you will be your father's opponent?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" Wu Ya coldly snorted, with unprecedented determination in his eyes.

His body stood straight like a long spear, and the wind blew his robe hunting and flying.

"You get out of the way, this is the grievance between me and Wutian, and it has nothing to do with you." Mu Qianyue looked at Wuya in front of her coldly, she really didn't want to owe him too much, let alone all these years. Yes, they have long been okay.

"Yin... Yue'er, I won't let go." Wu Ya's eyes flashed a touch of injury, and his expression was still extremely determined.

He wanted to call her Yinyin, but he knew that she wasn't Yinyin anymore, but Yue'er. Whether she was Yinyin or Yue'er, it was the person he wanted to protect.

"Wuya, you really don't need to do so much for me." Mu Qianyue looked helpless.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, from the moment you saved me, my life belongs to you." There was a trace of memory in Wu Ya's eyes.

I really miss the past. At that time, he was very weak, inferior and timid, and withdrawn and introverted. It was Yinyin who saved him and enlightened him, and it was only then that he realized what happiness is.

"Father, just let go, I won't show mercy to your subordinates. You killed Yinyin once, and I will never let you hurt her a second time!" Wuya palm long sword slowly Cohesion.

"It wasn't me who killed her, but the Emperor who pretended to preside over the justice of the world. It was them who killed the Pan clan. It has nothing to do with me!" Wutian sneered.

"If it weren't for you to frame up, how could Yinyin die, and how could the Pan clan be exterminated!" Wu Ya said angrily.

"Idiot!" Wutian yelled angrily, "That's because Ditian has been coveting the treasures of the Pan clan for a long time, but it's a pity that Ditian couldn't do so until now."

Thinking of this, Wutian's eyes showed a flash of excitement and coldness.

The previous Ditian strength was stronger than him, but now, Ditian is no longer his opponent.

One day he will kill Ditian!

"Ya'er, give you one last chance for my father, let me go!" Wutian's eyes flashed with cold bloodthirsty killing intent.

"Even if I die, I won't let go!" Wu Ya still stood straight, without even moving.

"Then I'll kill you first!" Wutian was completely enraged, and his body moved, turning into a afterimage and rushed towards Wuya with an incomparable speed.

Wu Ya's face was cold, and he clenched the sword in his hand, facing Wutian who rushed forward from the front, the long sword in his hand was raised, and he greeted Wutian!

At the beginning, Wutian didn’t give his full strength. After all, Wuya was his son. He couldn’t really kill his own son. He just hoped that Wuya would retreat through the difficulties, but after hundreds of rounds of battle, Wuya Ya didn't have any intention to stop, Wu Tian's face gradually showed a murderous intent.

Pan Yinyin must die! As long as Pan Yinyin is still alive, Ya'er will not be able to be desperate, and how can he inherit the Demon World in the future!

Wutian's momentum skyrocketed, and layers of black thunders were ups and downs all over him. At this moment, Wutian directly turned into a demon king, banged out with a punch, and the majestic and terrifying power directly blasted Wuya Get out.

Wuya's body fell like a fallen leaf, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, his internal organs were crushed.

Suddenly seriously injured.

Mu Qianyue's pupils shrank, is this Wutian's true power?

No, it doesn't seem to be, Wutian's true power is even stronger than here.

In the next moment, Wutianchao Mu Qianyue rushed over and punched again, directly smashing Mu Qianyue's life and death domain.

"Puff!" Mu Qianyue's face turned pale, and she vomited out. The realm of life and death was shattered, and her mind was naturally affected.

A majestic and terrifying aura pressed on her, making her breathing difficult, and it was extremely difficult to move her fingers.

A sense of powerlessness came to her heart, after all, she was still too weak!

In the face of a behemoth like Wutian, there is not much ability to fight back.

In fact, this does not mean that Mu Qianyue is too weak, but that she has lived longer and cultivated for a longer time. If she was allowed to practice for tens of thousands of years, she would have reached the point where no one in the world can match. Got it.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have much time to grow up.

"Rumble..."

The terrifying fist power made the space vibrate violently, and the black thunder floated above the violent fist, making piercing noises, as if it would destroy the world!

If this punch fell on Mu Qianyue's body, he would definitely die.

"master!!"

In the distance, Xiao Xuan'er, Sheng'er, Bing Yan and others all showed horrified expressions, but they were too far away from Mu Qianyue. Even if they wanted to rush over to block a blow for her, it was too late, so they could only watch it. A fist that was terrifying enough to crush mountains and rivers greeted Mu Qianyue's body.

This time is really going to die...

She had no ability to hide from this punch. She had a hunch that if this punch fell on her, it would not only be death, but would perish with the soul!