Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

Ming Jiu gently put Ye Fan on the bed like a fragile doll, staring at her face, reluctant to move away from her face. She couldn't see enough. Although she hadn't seen her for only ten days, she was still there.

In his heart, countless cold autumns passed.

Fragments of memories were still flashing in Ye Fan's mind. The little girl gradually grew up. The little black cat she picked up accompanied her throughout her childhood and teenage years, whether she was eating, sleeping, bathing, reading, studying, or meditating.

When practicing magic, the little black cat will nest next to her.

Until one day, when she went to earth to experience and encountered danger, the little black cat suddenly turned into a handsome man in red robe like blowing up a balloon. With a wave of his hand, the person who hurt her was wiped out, and he could even speak.

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Ye Fan's sweaty face suddenly turned red.

Ming Jiu's purple eyes blinked cutely, why did he feel that his Afan's face looked shy?

It was at this moment that Zhu Shengyang rushed in with a pair of weak legs, and saw Ye Fan on the bed with a red face and sweat on his face, as if he was about to be steamed.

Subconsciously, she shouted: "Does Ye Fan have a fever?"

"Fever?" Ming Jiu's generous palm touched Ye Fan's forehead, but it felt cold. His palm followed her forehead and slid to her face, stroking it gently. The soft light in his eyes easily made people feel cold.

Drowned.

"Uh..." Zhu Shengyang couldn't help but burped, so he specifically asked her to come up and feed her dog food?

"I want to extract the extremely yin energy from you." Ming Jiu's faint voice sounded, not to discuss, but to tell directly. If she was not the person Ye Fan was protecting, he probably wouldn't even need to tell her and would just take action.

"Pump, pump." So, she was fed with dog food and then bled?

Ming Jiu didn't move his eyes away from Ye Fan's face. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhu Shengyang with one finger. A wisp of extremely yin energy with a faint blood red color was pulled out from her eyebrows, and the temperature of the whole room changed.

The sudden descent was even colder than the howling wind outside, and the mirror on the dressing table was covered with ice fog.

Zhu Shengyang's face instantly turned pale and bloodless, and he bit his lower lip lightly, trying not to make any sound.

Ming Jiu introduced the extremely yin energy into his body, and put another finger on Ye Fan's eyebrows. The place where the fingertips and the eyebrows touched emitted purple-gold ice mist, flashing and flickering, as if he was swallowing.

Deep in Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, the battle between Jin Mang and Jin Qiang was in full swing. Jin Mang wanted to break through the golden wall and break out of the cage without fear of death. The nine-character swastika on the golden wall refused to retreat, and the sound of Buddha emitted was like a wave of the sea.

The sound, one wave after another, made Ye Fan's mind buzz with pain.

Suddenly, an extremely yin energy rushed in with a sharp purple-gold color, freezing the golden wall and golden light at the same time, like a silkworm cocoon.

The Buddha's light converged, the Buddha's voice faded, and the memory fragments that kept flashing in Ye Fan's mind also disappeared.

The head that was in chaos like a battlefield instantly calmed down, and Ye Fan's frown relaxed. Of course, the blush on his face gradually dissipated, and his whole breath calmed down.

"Afan, we don't want to think about it anymore. Even if you can't remember it for the rest of your life, you are still my Afan." Ming Jiu held up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from her face bit by bit.

Her ears were filled with soothing words.

If she was allowed to recall the memories of her past life, the price would be to endure pain and danger of destruction. He would rather she would always be the Ye Fan she is now, the ordinary and happy Ye Fan with family, friends, dreams.

But he knew in his heart that the gears of history were constantly rolling forward, and the reincarnation of fate had begun. Just as she had predicted, she and that person would eventually have a battle.

"Last time, you fought alone, this time, I'm with you, together." Ming Jiu leaned down, his bright red lips paused only an inch away from her thin lips, and moved upwards, like

It was like leaving the mark of an oath, imprinted on her eyebrows.

"Hey... um." A disappointed sigh sounded briefly.

Ming Jiu's eyes shot over like a laser blade, and he saw the pale Zhu Shengyang slumped on the ground, his hands covering his mouth tightly, his eyes wide open. Seeing him look over, he shook his head crazily in fear, with tears in his eyes.

Woof woof.

Woo hoo, she really didn't mean to disturb him, she just couldn't help it... I hate that iron cannot be made into steel. You said that people are unconscious and let you do whatever you want. These lips are about to touch each other. She is trying very hard to control herself.

I screamed, but you actually ran away and kissed me in another place?

Didn't this make her unable to help but make a sound of disappointment?

If she hadn't been so hard on him, she couldn't help but want to press his head and kiss him.

"Still not leaving?" Ming Jiu snorted coldly, and Zhu Shengyang crawled on the ground and ran out. Unfortunately, the essence that had just been drained of extremely yin energy was just when he was weak, and he shivered under the boss's momentum.

My hands and feet were weak. I just stood up and fell down again before taking two steps.

"Wait a minute." She finally stood up holding on to the wall and moved towards the door. The two words, light and emotionless, made her stop as if she was being stabbed. She turned around fearfully, and came face to face.

A ray of purple-gold light shot into her eyebrows without even having time to react.

"Ah." A sigh of relief could not be suppressed and overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Her body, which was still weak just now, instantly became lighter, as if she had taken Shiquan Dabu Pills, and she felt more comfortable than ever before.

"Huh? This is..." Zhu Shengyang's eyes widened in shock. A mantra and a practice technique appeared inexplicably in her mind. She looked at Ming Jiu in shock and shock, her big watery eyes flashing with excitement.

And looked extremely worried.

From the moment she knew that she had a very yin body, she knew what her future would be like. Naturally, she was unwilling to accept her fate. She begged the eminent monk and knelt before the Buddha for three days and three nights. She thought

Learn skills, academic methods, and self-protection abilities.

But the answer he got was desperate. The eminent monk would rather waste half his life and life to make an amulet for her that could protect her for a while, rather than teach her.

She thought it was because her qualifications were too poor and she did not have the spiritual roots to practice magic. Later she learned that the extremely yin body was the best body for cultivation, but it was the bane of the three worlds. Her appearance itself represented destruction, plunder and

Blood, if she practices magic and becomes stronger, she will not be at the mercy of fate and will resist, which will inevitably lead to even greater disasters.

To put it another way, it’s like a peerless beauty. All countries launched a war to compete for her. Rivers of blood flowed and corpses were scattered everywhere. At this time, the beauty became the original sin. It was she who caused the war, and her fate was already doomed.