Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

Ye Fan curled up the corners of his mouth helplessly and lovingly, his eyes glide over his delicate eyebrows, tracing his outline with nostalgia, and then slowly closed them.

Ming Jiu's exaggerated and artificial expression suddenly changed after she closed her eyes. Her expression was cold and solemn, and her nose moved. She didn't have the pretentious sadness just now, but there was a kind of pain that penetrated her heart, a silent sadness.

His exquisite and beautiful facial features were tense, and he put the two red beads in his hand into Ye Fan's palm, which was overlapped in the Dantian.

As soon as the two red beads left his hand, they tried to escape again, but found that they were firmly stuck in the young palm. A strong suction force came out of the palm, absorbing their energy. They wanted to struggle.

, but couldn't move at all.

Crazy! They are the nine-winged snake Buddha statues that have accumulated the power of worship for countless years. They are not the orthodox power of worship in Buddhism and Taoism. They suck the blood and soul of the worshipers. They represent evil energy and have a trace of the nine-winged snake.

The origin of snakes.

As an orthodox Taoist cultivator, how dare she directly absorb this energy for her own use? Even if she is not afraid that the vitality she cultivates will be assimilated, isn't she afraid that the two energies of good and evil will conflict in her body, and she will go crazy and explode to death?

Not to mention that since ancient times, good and evil have not existed at all. Even people with the same Taoist practice have different attributes of their vitality, and they dare not absorb energy that is different from their own spiritual root attributes at will.

But Ye Fan dared to directly absorb the most violent and cold evil energy.

Ming Jiu just squatted in front of her, his purple eyes filled with strong and bright colors, staring at the person in front of him dreamily. He hadn't been able to look at her seriously for a long time. He didn't dare to be presumptuous.

I was afraid of scaring away Afan who had finally waited to come back.

He wants to wait for his Afan to fall in love with him again, no matter what means he uses.

He raised his hand and gently touched her eyebrows. He didn't dare to touch her. He just described it carefully from a distance of half an inch. When his hand slid down to her slightly raised lips, his body gradually became softer.

Transparent, he looked at her deeply for the last time, then turned into a ray of purple light and shot into the bud light pattern between her eyebrows.

Ye Fanruo, who was practicing, felt something, his eyelids trembled slightly, and the two red beads in his palm no longer struggled, as if his mind had been wiped away.

The sun was rising, and the sun's rays shone through the window, illuminating the figure of a girl sitting cross-legged on the floor of the hall. Around her, there was a mess on the ground, broken glass, porcelain pieces, sofas, tables and chairs, and even more exaggeratedly, two

The broken railings of the building and the entire wall of the study collapsed, it was as if a super earthquake had occurred, no, it was even more exaggerated than a major earthquake.

The apartment, which had just been renovated and had not been lived in for two days, was in ruins.

Fortunately, the owner of the apartment is still in a state of cultivation and has not woken up. Otherwise, he will be heartbroken to death, but he cannot escape this blow because he will always wake up.

The girl was bathing in the early morning sunshine, and her body seemed to be covered with a faint golden light. Her eyes were closed, her eyelids were drooped, her eyebrows were indifferent, and her skin was so delicate that even the hair on her face could be seen clearly.

She sat cross-legged, with her palms folded, palms facing upward, two blood-red beads floating on the palms, one of which gradually turned transparent.

When the increasingly transparent bead exuded the last trace of blood red and dissipated between heaven and earth, the eyelids that had been closed trembled.

After another half while, the remaining blood-red bead floating on the palm fell into the white and tender palm as if it had lost its power of levitation, and lay quietly.

The trembling eyelids were also opened upward bit by bit at this moment, and the light suddenly soaked into the pupils, which seemed to be a bit dazzling. The girl's butterfly-wing-like eyelashes fanned up and down, and then opened suddenly, as if being washed by a clear spring. The clear pupils are embedded with two clear and stain-free obsidian, which flash with charming glazed brilliance in the light.

The palms placed at the Dantian were closed, opened, and raised to the eyes. A trace of confusion and confusion flashed in Ye Fan's eyes.

What is this?

Ye Fan frowned and raised his other hand to block the sunlight coming in. Is it dawn yet?

After he got used to the light, he put his hands down, his eyes suddenly wandered, he opened his mouth in shock, jumped up suddenly, and glanced around his kennel dully.

"Fuck you." Ye Fan couldn't help but uttered a curse word. He quickly walked to the window and stretched out his hand. The entire window was shattered. No wonder the sun's rays were so fierce.

Turning around with his back to the window, he glanced around at his home, which was like a Category 14 typhoon passing by. His somewhat sluggish brain started to work again, and the memories of last night also came back.

She remembered that Lu Qiulin died suddenly last night, and she took the escort to the prison. When she was opening the door to the afterlife for him, his soul suddenly emitted a smearing aura and wrapped his soul away. She only had time to throw out a Zhang Lingfu protected his soul and chased him back to the apartment...

Later... the black mist nine-winged snake broke out of the suppression talisman, and she was seriously injured. Fortunately, she had the thunder fire seal of Dutian, and the fire stick of unknown origin, and finally...

Ye Fan frowned, raised her hand and patted her head. Her last memory was only the terrifying roar of the nine-winged black mist snake, which shocked her soul severely until her consciousness fell into darkness. When she woke up, it was... Sitting cross-legged in the living room to practice, there was a strange red bead on his hand.

By the way, before she lost consciousness, she was seriously injured. Not only was her body severely injured, but even her spirit and soul could not bear minor injuries. At that time, she was still thinking that she was lucky enough to survive. Because I'm afraid that not only will it be difficult to make progress, but my realm will also fall, and I might even be weaker than ordinary people.

But now...

Ye Fan circulated her vitality and carefully felt the situation in her body. She raised her brows high. Her physical condition at this moment was simply better than ever before. Her meridians were tough and wide, and the rich and vigorous vitality was flowing smoothly. The strands were extremely pure, and her Dantian was The vitality contained in the body is compressed to almost a liquid state. Is this already the second level of peak cultivation?

She had only been promoted to the second level not long ago, and her realm had not yet been consolidated. How could she reach the top of the second level directly?

Damn, her cultivation level is no longer a level jump, but a direct level jump? A rocket can't go up to the sky that fast, right?

Ye Fan held his forehead, a little confused. Not only was there no surprise in his heart, he was also very heavy.

She tried hard to think back, she always felt as if she had lost a memory. What happened after she lost consciousness?

Why is she okay, yet her cultivation is inexplicably promoted to the first level? What is this blood-red bead in her hand? Also, where is the black mist nine-winged snake?

The trapping talisman array around the apartment has not been broken, it is impossible for it to leave, and its breath is no longer in the apartment.

No, there is, there is a faint and imperceptible breath.