The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

But this man who is a husband is too calm, right?

"Ahan, aren't you worried?" He asked in a low voice.

"Worry."

Beiyehan said two words lightly.

"Worried? Worried that you are still so calm?" Di Shitian asked.

He didn't see the slightest bit of worry from Beiyehan from top to bottom, but he felt a sense of hopefulness. Could it be that he felt wrong?

"If Xin'er beats them up too badly, I'm afraid Shenlu's affairs won't be handled properly and the next trip will be delayed." Bei Yehan said again.

Di Shitian: "..."

Come on, he shouldn't have asked, okay?

In less than a stick of incense, the three kings couldn't resist Sheng Chuxin's repeated attacks, and their faces and bodies were covered with scars. The ghost king and the devil king were fine, not ugly.

But King Ling was different. On his originally white and tender face, which he thought was suave and suave, a large circle around one eye had already been darkened, and the corner of his mouth was also torn, with a large lump of redness and swelling.

The tiger's mouth on the right hand is covered with blood, and even the weapon can only be held with the left hand.

"hateful!"

He gritted his teeth, took a sip, glanced at the ghost king and the devil king whose combined damage was less than his body, and looked at Sheng Chuxin with resentment.

She must have done it on purpose to attack him so hard! The hateful thing is that he couldn't hurt Sheng Chuxin even half a point.

This woman's figure is really weird, every time when he thinks she is going to kill her, she can narrowly dodge it, making his mood fly high, but then smash down hard.

"Mieji, come out."

Suddenly, a huge black shadow flew out from King Ling's body, flew up a few meters, and rushed towards the direction of Sheng Chuxin.

Sheng Chuxin just glanced sideways, blocking the attack from the ghost.

"Mieji, Cangji beast." Jiao Huayu narrowed his eyes and looked dangerously at King Ling.

It's shameless enough to be three-on-one, but he even summoned his own contracted beast. How could this spirit king be so shameless?

"It's shameless."

"The scum of Shenlu, how could there be such a king in Lingxinlu?"

"He really shouldn't be the king of Lingxin Lu. Shen Lu's face is completely embarrassing for him."

The people who watched the fierce battle in the air below all despised what the King of Souls did, and their faces were not bright.

Originally, whether Sheng Chuxin was the Godmother or not, he came from Xuanji Continent. Even if he is the master of Shenlu in the future, he is still half a guest now. They should show the generosity of Shenlu.

But when King Ling made such a fuss, whose face would be radiant?

"It means that the Goddess is magnanimous and tolerant. Otherwise, the Goddess would have killed him in one move with the spirit king's vicious move." A beast emperor said indignantly.

As he said that, he flicked his sleeves.

"Yeah, the Goddess is too merciful, and it may not be a good thing." Several other beast emperors also said.

They could see clearly from below that the Godmother had already let them go. Although the faces of the three kings were painted, the pain was only a temporary ugliness and did not hurt themselves.

But Ling Wang is different, every move is deadly.

Just when they thought that Sheng Chuxin would be hurt by Mieji, a huge three-headed colorful scorpion flashed from behind her, and the Cangji beast was blocked by a scorpion tail.

Mie Ji was hit by Cai Cai, and he fell back a few meters, almost falling to the ground.

With a flash of Sheng Chuxin's figure, he avoided the attacks of the ghost king and the demon king, and looked at the spirit king empty-handed.