The Man from Hell

"This ... Is this me?"

Fang Ying looked at herself in the mirror, with a pair of beautiful eyes, she could not believe it!

In the mirror!

A generation of beauties, Fanghua peerless!

Her skin was white and flawless every time, otherwise it was dusty. ? шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

The exquisite features are as suffocating as the arts of nature.

Eyes are as bright as stars, Tankou Yao nose!

As if, every inch is perfect.

Even if a woman saw the figure in the mirror, she felt her heart beating and her blood flow speeding up.

Tick!

Tick!

Tears cleared, along Fang Ying's beautiful eyes, rolled down continuously.

She covered her little mouth, her body shivering, and her whole body choked silently.

In these two days, she seems to have gone through a century!

When she was old, everyone looked at her as if looking at a monster!

Fear, disgust, despise!

All kinds of eyes made her embarrassed!

Even her biological father was disgusted with her face, with almost no hope at all!

But only him!

It's him again!

It seems like the destiny of the white horse prince, save himself from the fire and water, out of the bitter sea!

"Night breeze ..."

At this moment, Fang Ying was already crying and became a teardrop. Wow, she flew into the arms of the night wind.

Howling!

Her cry, that despair, that ecstasy!

As if a dying person was reborn, the ups and downs made her emotionally unsustainable.

Feeling her arms, Fang Ying's trembling body, Ye Feng sighed slightly, and stroked the black and beautiful hair, comforted:

"Today is your misery day, and it must be your rebirth!"

When reborn?

After hearing this, Fang Ying slowly stopped crying, and she raised her cheek.

On that perfect face, there were still tears hanging on it, as if the pear blossoms were raining, so beautiful.

"Yefeng, do you mean ..."

Ye Feng's mouth slightly tilted, and he looked up at the infusion bottle.

Looking at the infusion bottle, the pale blue liquid, in the eyes, a kind of attractive coldness appeared:

"Who brought this potion?"

Ok?

Fang Ying froze, then quickly returned:

"This is what Dr. Mossau brought from France, saying that it is the latest research on inhibiting aging!"

Inhibit aging?

Hearing this, the sensation in Yefeng's mouth became stronger and stronger:

"A good one suppresses aging! A good Dr. Mozanne!"

"Teacher, let's meet him when we go out!"

After speaking, Ye Feng stood up straight.

......

at the same time!

Outside the ward, Fang Zhongsheng has been surrounded by mercenary Emperor Wood, always showing his respects.

"Mr. Wood, do you know that in the past ten years, the wood chaebol has been expanding rapidly under the leadership of the Miss! If, Miss Wood knows that you are alive, I do not know how happy it will be!"

Fang Zhongsheng's face was flattering to please.

But hearing this, Mercenary Emperor Wood showed a disgust at the corners of his mouth:

"You still care more about Miss!"

"Fang Ying? Hey ..."

Fang Zhong grows a long sigh, shakes his head, and looks disappointed:

"Red-faced life! Ying'er is over! Even if she can save her life, what can happen, a vicissitudes of skin, might as well die!"

Fang Zhongsheng sighed with grief, apparently he had completely given up on Fang Ying.

Hearing this, Dr. Mossang sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Secretly in my heart:

"Various vesicles? Hey ... Once the unborn child breaks, Fang Ying's whole body will turn into dead bones! I'm afraid the vesicles can't keep it!"

Thinking of this, Dr. Mossan couldn't help looking at the door of the ward, the corners of his mouth became colder:

"And the Chinese boy, let me see, what means can you use to crack the master's spiritual fetus!"

Squeak!

The door of the ward opened suddenly as everyone was thinking.

At the moment, almost everyone looked at the door.

Seeing the night breeze, Fang Zhongsheng hurried up:

"Mr. Ye, isn't my daughter saved? You don't need to blame her, she ..."

However, half of the words of Fang Shengsheng stopped suddenly in an instant.

His eyes stared at Ye Feng behind him, the boss with his mouth open, his eyes almost falling out.

Not only him!

Qin Xue is out!

Dr. Mossam is even more dumb, completely stupid.

nice!

They seemed to see a fairy in the painting, coming to earth.

Everyone felt the heart pounding.

"Fang ... Fang Ying?"

Fang Zhongsheng and others simply suspected that he had an illusion.

Ten minutes ago, I was still with white hair and dead bones. After ten minutes, how could I become a fairy in the painting, and the heavens were stunned!

how can that be!

"Fang Ying, is it really you?"

Fang Zhongsheng's heart was horrified and ecstatic.

However, Fang Ying was reluctant to take a closer look at her father.

Her pair of beautiful eyes have been on Yefeng's body, as if only he was worthy of her own stay!

Da da da!

At this moment, Ye Feng and Fang Ying, one after the other, slowly walked towards Dr. Mosang!

"Impossible! This, how is it possible !!!"

At the moment, Dr. Mossin's cold sweat was flowing from his forehead.

His eyelids kept bouncing, and in his eyes there was immense shock and horror.

He couldn't believe it in his dreams. Fang Ying was fine, and the master's spirit was broken!

This is simply incredible!

Hey!

However, at this moment, a sound of footsteps fell, Ye Feng and Fang Ying were already in front of Dr. Mosang.

Dr. Mossang, full of excitement, hurried with a smile on his face, and said to Fang Ying:

"Fang ... Fang Ying! Congratulations, you are recovering from a serious illness!"

Snapped! ! !

However, his voice just dropped!

Fang Ying smacked his face with a slap.

"you……"

Dr. Mossin covered his face and was frightened and angry.

He couldn't think of anything. Fang Ying was just getting ready, and she slap herself.

This is not enough!

Immediately afterwards, the biting voice of the night breeze made him tremble with excitement!

"Ecstasy of evil spirits! Dr. Mossin, your means are really amateurish!"

what!

At this moment, Dr. Mossan was upright and frightened!

Found!

How did this guy find out!

He was incredible!

Just then!

Hey!

Yefeng took a look in the palm of his hand and suddenly a mobile phone appeared in his hand!

"I ... my cell phone! Asshole, give me my cell phone !!!" Dr. Mossin was shocked, and now he was going to snatch.

It's just ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A big hand suddenly takes a look!

Hey!

He grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up like a chick.

This is not enough!

Yefeng pressed a number on the phone and dialed it in an instant!

The call is connected!

The next scene, let Dr. Mossang, take the ghost!

"Hey! Moss, are you ready?" Within the phone, the youth's voice came.

The corner of Yefeng's mouth turned up and slowly said:

"Spirits mature, harvest at eight!"

His voice was exactly the same as that of Dr. Mozanne!

After talking, the phone hung up!