Rebirth of the Medical Phoenix: The cruel and bloody plot collapsed

This made him completely angry.

Lift it with your backhand.

The man fell into his arms.

The pair they are facing are a pair of people who have neither sadness nor joy, but great ups and downs.

Used to see the autumn and spring breeze.

A little mercy.

Eyes full of pity.

For a moment, the devil's hair was spread out.

Windless automatic.

Even if it's a punch hitting cotton.

Powerless.

lost.

That is, it is unclear what is lost.

I don't even know why someone said this.

It's really annoying.

He panicked.

It is bound to be a hard time for people.

Recently, those who have been trained to be very sensitive collided again and had an intense sex.

Intertwined, like an eternal romance.

It's like the loneliness of fireworks that fade away quickly.

If you don't understand romance, who can say that the devil's intentions are accurate?

Love can be understood, and romance can bury the longing.

Qi Xiyan had no concept of time when dealing with him who was persistent and difficult to please.

Think about it carefully.

It seemed that all she could give him was that she was not tired of this broken body.

Nothing is hard to give.

But that's the point.

Enough for her to escape from him forever.

A bad fate given by God.

How could she get rid of it?

She thought that one day he would get tired of her, annoyed with her, and hate her just like he hated everyone in the Demon Palace, and would stay away from her and abandon her.

But discovered in the ups and downs.

Nothing about him can be commented on or criticized.

His superiority comes from another place.

His actions were so natural that they didn't need any reasons.

And the so-called retribution actually came back upon oneself!

Suddenly, she was really moved. This three-inch breath was really long.

It has grown so much that she has gone through many vicissitudes of life, but it has not been consumed yet.

She grew to the point where she didn't want to live anymore, but she didn't die.

Even when she grew up, she didn’t have the courage to care about Fu Sheng Meng Rui, and it would keep coming back again and again…………………………

Dignity and shame.

Between them, it doesn't exist.

Another thing that slows down the movement is someone's active "intimacy".

Qi Xiyan hugged him and kissed him.

A person who is infatuated with love is like a moth to a flame.

It was of no use to his desires.

The response became smoother and smoother.

Finally, the sad eyes became more and more wrinkled and narrowed into slits.

Qi Xiyan was like a moth stained with blood.

She stood up and wrapped her slender hands around his neck.

His eyes were extremely blurry.

Seems like temptation.

Then he asked provocatively: "Tell me if Cang Yuanji is you???????"

Demon…… ...

Beyond the distant mountains, rows and rows of high mountains turned to ashes.

The strength is greatly reduced, and all is summoned.

In the past, even if there was anger, people could not detect it...

There is no place to vent the rage.

The cheap heartache was thrown away into the sky in an instant.

His eyes were dark red with a blood-sucking look.

There is also a desire, a bloodthirsty desire hidden in the bones.

Makes the already thin corners of the mouth.

Heartless and cold.

Inhumane.

The attack of wild beasts.

Perform the intercourse of savages.

The blood mist blinded the eyes, lingered in the nose, and could not be dispelled.

It seemed as if they had been fucking each other for the purpose of conquest since the very beginning.

If it was someone from the past, the torment he inflicted might be difficult to resolve and hard to dissipate.

But at this moment.

Always awake.

It seems like I understand it too late.

It’s like knowing everything.

It's a mystery or a fog.

I wanted to die.

Why not be happy and understand.

The 'fireworks' are dyed with blood mist.

Like burning.

——————Someone will always have to pay the price.

"Qi Xiyan!!!!"

Damn this evil aura, how can it penetrate everywhere?

For those who are conscious, their gaze changes from weak to strong.

Look at him again.

He raised a smile.

The devil's 'evil smile' towards people seems to be provocative and seductive.

He pulled his hand back suddenly.

Anxious and corrupt.

It was almost distorted, the face that God had carefully carved.

His brows were furrowed.

I didn't notice it.

Let me ask - when did he become so "humane"?

Someone who was not afraid of death hooked his neck again.

Soft as if boneless.

Like a water snake.

Wrapped around his waist.

After several years of careful training by him, she was able to charm everyone.

Cang Sang only then discovered that the person was actually incredibly beautiful...

Qi Xiyan put on a very charming look and whispered in his ear:

"You are not the kind of person who would show mercy, Cangsang. Don't you need it so soon? I haven't had enough..."

She thought he would push away.

Unexpectedly……………………

She's not the only one going crazy.

Laughed.

The smile was extremely flamboyant.

I don't know whether they are laughing to their death or not.

I still laugh at her because she doesn't even know how to write the word "cheap".

When will the raging flames stop?

Just ask about the eternal sorrow.

Many cloud and water forests were destroyed.

The smoke is thick and jade-like.

Buried love is poison!

Perhaps, this is Qi Xiyan.

This is what she wanted to do but had been suppressing herself.

It's love or hate.

Do you really know and understand?

If you can't tell them apart even when put together -

Is it really because of human factors? No!!!

This is a perverted world where people would rather sink than surrender but need the knowledge of Dharma.

If there is no love and affection, will there really be a continuation and tomorrow?

Sometimes, admitting mistakes and bowing your head are really nothing.

Sometimes, I would rather persist stubbornly just for the truth and chastity.

And then? It went full circle.

I have suffered a lot and endured a lot of pain.

The only things that can never be redeemed are justice and fairness.

What can be done?

Not entirely satisfactory.

It is a good idea to make do with it to avoid difficulties.

The desire for life will give rise to extreme madness.

——————Can make do with it.

It’s not Qi Xiyan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As refreshing as smoke disappearing.

Deep suffocation came from all directions.

Stuffy and painful.

She thought that she was really not suited to compete with the devil, to argue with him, or to compare her strengths and weaknesses in that aspect.

While panting, he still recited with pity:

It would be best if I could freeze to death or die of illness, and never wake up…………………………

That is to give alms.

Of course, there is always a time to face it.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the same face, cold and indifferent.

The ethereal appearance, like jade and ice, is neither sad nor happy; before people open their mouths...

Swallowed the discomfort in my throat.

Slowed down.

The question of the desolate and freezing person:

"What do you want to do?"

He frowned slightly to confirm that this was what he said.

Laughed.

Then burst into laughter.

As I smiled, tears came out.

Why did God play such a big joke on her?

All her loves and hates.

Unexpectedly, he is nowhere to be found.

An indescribable feeling comes up.

I have the strength but I don't know where to use it.

Yes, that's him.

It turned out that she had only truly gotten to know him today.

It turned out that he had kept it a secret from her and it was very painful for her.

It turns out that they are all past tense.

At this moment, no one cared who he was.

No need.

I can't take care of it anymore.

If he wants to hide everything, he will have to do it.

She was in his eyes.

He is nothing but a clown.

More than just desolation.

It is even more insane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The powerless man took a deep breath, but... couldn't say anything...

She can't save the people.

Can't get over the idiot.

I can't even restrain myself.

All love is gone.

Impermanence is hard to last long.

Life is full of fear.

Life is in danger from the morning dew.

All things are hard to escape from their roots, just like this:

Send him back to where he belongs.

Put an end to the regrets here.

They have no regrets, and they only have to give an account to this world! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !