Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

Everyone looked at this extremely fantasy scene in horror. For a moment, no one reacted. They only saw a figure appearing in the blooming light pattern. He was tall, with long hair reaching his waist, and a terrifying aura, like the arrival of a demon.

His face was hidden in the light, and his appearance could not be seen. All he knew was that he was a very scary man.

The moment the man's figure appeared and the pressure dissipated, everyone's legs softened and they suddenly fell to their knees. Their internal organs were severely injured, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Li Ling and the deceased were lying on the ground, shivering, as if begging for mercy from their superior king, and making ghostly sounds begging for mercy.

Who is this person? So terrifying, so powerful and coercive.

Zhu Shengyang held the dying Ye Fan, and the arm with his sleeves rolled up was still stuffed by her mouth. In vain, a bright light burst out from her forehead, which made her subconsciously close her eyes. After she got used to it, she opened her eyelids.

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, his eyes immediately straightened, his mouth opened slightly, and there was even suspicious liquid flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

The others were far away, with their backs to the light, and were caught by his pressure. They only took one look and then fell to the ground, not daring to raise their heads again. They could not clearly see his appearance, but they could only tell that he was a man.

But Zhu Shengyang was very close and could clearly see this man's monstrous and peerless appearance, as well as his extremely arrogant and domineering aura. Her heart started beating wildly without any warning. She had lived for almost twenty years.

She never knew her heart could beat so fast, so fast that she couldn't bear it.

There is a popular saying on the Internet that Ah Wei is dead.

Zhu Shengyang wanted to hold his chest and die on the spot.

Oh my god, this man is so handsome, beautiful and domineering. As soon as he appears, he makes all the arrogant cultivators and strange creatures crawl at his feet without even making a sound, trembling. It's so cool.

Zhu Shengyang was so obsessed with the beauty of the other party that he was completely dumbfounded, until his charming purple eyes, as clear as amethyst, glanced down, looking dust-free, as if nothing in the world was noticed by him.

Here, in his eyes, he is not even as good as a speck of dust.

But there was no feeling of being looked down upon in my heart, as if he was supposed to be like this, a proud ninth level, and everything in the world was like an ant.

But in one glance, those indifferent eyes were filled with strong emotions, just like the Nine Heavens banished immortals entered the mortal world and were tainted with the breath of fireworks.

If the first sight of him just now made him look like an immortal in heaven or a demon in hell, so beautiful that it was unreal, then the emotion in his eyes was that he was a real person who could be seen and felt, so handsome that he was earth-shattering.

A male god, a peerless beauty that makes people want to throw themselves on the bed.

"Afan." A murmur filled with rich emotion came into my ears. The voice was low and deep, with a hint of charm, a hint of laziness, and endless affection.

Zhu Shengyang's ears were itchy, her heart was itching, and her fingertips were curled up. In a daze, her arms were empty. She looked down and saw that Ye Fan, who was half-held in her arms, was gone. When she looked up, she saw the peerless handsome general Ye Fan Qingrou.

She hugged her tightly in her arms, raised her slender fingers with clear joints, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, as if wiping a rare treasure, her beloved.

Lie down, grab someone, what is this?

"Give him back to me." Zhu Shengyang stood up, puffed up his face, and stretched out his hand to him without fear of death. No matter how beautiful the man was, he was not as important as her Ye Fan.

Ming Jiu ignored her, the blood on his fingertips was like a delicate flower blooming. He lowered his head to face her slightly opened eyes, with a helpless curve at the corner of his mouth: "Why do you always make yourself so embarrassed?"

In the past, Afanduo was so powerful. Even that person had to use all dirty methods and help from heaven to hurt her. Now, even a few cats and dogs can bully her at will.

Ming Jiu's heart ached, and the depths of his purple eyes were filled with a rage that would burn the sky and destroy the earth. Anyone who hurts his family's A-fan deserves to die. It is unfair and should be punished.

The invisible coercion dispersed, but Zhu Shengyang, who was nearest, had little impact. He was just frightened by the aura emanating from his body and fell to the ground. He shrank his neck like a quail, but the outstretched hand stubbornly did not move.

Take it back, with the attitude of not giving up until her Ye Fan is returned.

The cultivators who were a little further away were already lying on the ground shivering under the pressure. This heavy pressure with murderous intent was released, and all of them lay on the ground in a mess, with blood flowing from their mouths, and their internal organs were severely injured. Many people

Almost all of his cultivation was ruined.

There was a shrill ghost cry from the deceased, and the souls of the deceased one after another disappeared between heaven and earth.

Ming Jiu became angry and laid down millions of corpses.

"Spare, spare my life." Ling Yunzi lay on the ground, his face was ashen, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly towards the front. He was not as arrogant as before. At this moment, he was like a dead dog wagging its tail begging for mercy. The people around him were

Ling Yue'er wasn't doing much better either, she had completely fainted.

If they hadn't been protected by protective weapons, they would have been dead at this moment.

But death is not far away. All it takes is one move of Ming Jiu's finger, and all these people, as well as the deceased, will be wiped out.

Ye Fan knows how powerful a high-level talisman is. If her cultivation had not broken through the third level after refining the blood moon essence and thunder lightning in her body, she would have died long ago. Even so, she was seriously injured.

She died frequently and gradually lost her consciousness. She felt something strange in the flower soul world, and she knew that Ming Jiu had woken up from her deep sleep.

At that moment, she breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she would not die. Although he was always soft and timid in front of her, he might not even know it, but she was actually very dependent on him.

Hearing his helpless words whispered in a low voice, Ye Fan lay weakly in Ming Jiu's arms, resting his head on his chest, holding on to his collar weakly, softer than ever before, and the corners of his mouth curled up

Smiling, he uttered a few words as loudly as a mosquito: "Let's go, help, Yangyang." After saying that, he fainted completely.

"Fan Fan." Zhu Shengyang exclaimed, crawling up from the ground, and rushed over with weak hands and feet. However, her body was frozen just by leaning forward, unable to move. Then she saw a transparent cover covering her.

Cover.

"You still have such a temper. How can you prevent these people from killing me? No matter how serious the killing is, they can't do anything to me." Ming Jiu retracted the finger pointed at Zhu Shengyang, caressing Ye Fan's face that was half black and half white, and never left his eyes.

The tenderness and kindness in her eyes has not changed due to the strange appearance.

Without even paying a glance to the person lying on the ground, Ming Jiu sensed a lot of aura coming this way. Ming Jiu picked up Ye Fan for the princess, turned around and disappeared from the place, including the one who was covered by a transparent cover.

Congratulations to Shengyang.

The Seven Killing Formation destroyed itself when there was no vitality supply. Lin Yanyan, who had set up the formation, lay on the ground, her breath invisible, as if dead. However, when Ming Jiu's figure disappeared, she slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes revealed

She looked obsessed, and when the light patterns dispersed, she saw the man's face.