The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 2396 He recorded this account!
Forehead? ? ?
Princess Beiqin and Qu Xinting had never seen such a scene before, they were taken aback for a while, he was not petting his sister, he was clearly pampering his ancestor.

Is this still the Dongfang Junyi who was stern, cruel and rude to them just now?
At this time, Su Moliang drank the Nether Yin Liquid, and her body really improved, but Feng Zhenhe's strength was too strong, and it still hurt the root, so it still took a long time for her to fully recover.

It's just that there is still a battle to be fought, and He Yunfeng, who is the strongest in this round of life and death, is still standing there without making a move. If she quits the battle directly, the victory just now will be for naught.

Therefore, Su Moliang had no choice but to hold on, try to recover more than half of it within an hour, and deal with He Yunfeng first.

Thinking about it, she planned to break free from Jun Haocang's arms.

Jun Haocang saw her thoughts, his complexion sank, he tightened his arms, and said coldly, "No more beating, your body needs rest now."

"No, I'm only one round away from winning a city. I have to fight this battle." Su Moliang shook his head firmly, trying to push away his restraints. Of course, there was some element of anger in it.

Jun Haocang ignored her for so long, so what's the point of caring about her now.

What's more, Su Moliang has no reason to spit out when they have reached the city near his mouth.

"But your body—" Jun Haocang frowned dissatisfiedly, his eyes were filled with distress.

Seeing that Dongfang Junmo was injured, Qu Xinting gloated a little, and interrupted abruptly, "Didn't she have the Taiqing Yangyuan Pill, this kind of pill that can make people recover completely? After taking it for an hour, they can recover to full strength." In peak condition, why should Mr. Dongfang worry about it?"

Isn't Dongfang Junmo very awesome, isn't she very pushy, then let her do it and see if she still has the life to return from the prehistoric land alive.

However, Jun Haocang swept over with a knife eye, and his voice was frighteningly cold, "How can this kind of injury be compared with ordinary injuries, with your little brain, you'd better save it to count the moons at night!"

Jun Haocang was already in a fit of anger, and he was able to coax Su Moliang patiently, but it didn't mean he could be so pleasant to other people.

Therefore, hearing such merciless irony, many people in the Xuanshen Realm thought it was funny and glanced at Qu Xinting.

Qu Xinting herself was so angry that her face was flushed, she was about to bleed, there was only one moon at night, how could she count, Dongfang Junyi was clearly calling her a fool.

Of course she knew that Feng Zhenhe made a move, and the injuries caused by his disciples were incomparable. After all, just a casual sneeze of his old man could kill someone, let alone a heavy blow.

Thinking about it, even if Dongfang Junmo had the elixir for complete recovery, he would have to rest for ten days and a half months before he fully recovered.

But she was upset that Dongfang Junmo was dominating her everywhere, and she just didn't want to see all the men's eyes on her.

Originally, that belonged to her scenery, but now she was compared to a lowly maidservant with no beauty or identity, why? ? ?
Su Moliang didn't take Qu Xinting's sarcastic remarks to heart. She urgently needs to rest now, and she can't delay for a moment. She said firmly, "If you don't want me to be beaten to death, let me go and let me close my eyes earlier. Rest your mind and restore your vitality."

Jun Haocang knew that she was a very strong-willed person, and it would be useless to persuade him, so he let go of his hands helplessly, watching her swallow two pills, and closed his eyes.

She only has one hour to challenge He Yunfeng, but even with the help of her divine pattern elixir, it can only recover spiritual and physical strength and heal the most basic injuries, but the evil spirit cannot be cured. .

Although Mingyin Liquid has the function of dispelling evil spirits, as far as he knows, evil spirit poisons are stubborn, and it takes a very long time to take effect, let alone an hour or even a day.

However, Nether Yin Liquid is already considered to be the top antidote among evil spirit medicines, and it is said that it is a treasure that even the upper echelons of the Black Underworld Empire are reluctant to use.

I didn't expect the Holy Son of Heiming to be so generous, and he was such a top treasure when he made a move. Even if Emperor Yan wanted to pursue it, he would be too embarrassed to attack him.

Sure enough, Emperor Yan didn't hold on to the Holy Son anymore. Seeing Jun Haocang rushing to the battlefield rashly, it was useless to stay by Su Moliang's side all the time, so he couldn't help reminding, "Dongfang Junyi, step back, it's a matter of healing." Just leave it to the imperial doctor, you will have a tough battle to fight later, it is important to adjust your state."

After all, several imperial doctors stepped forward one after another, wanting to diagnose Su Moliang's pulse.

Seeing this, Jun Haocang knew that it was the critical moment for Su Moliang to heal his injuries. He was not an imperial doctor and he really couldn't help much, so he reluctantly withdrew.

Guan Qing inspected it, raised his head solemnly, and said to Emperor Yan, "The evil poison is very heavy. Fortunately, it is not difficult to completely dissolve it after swallowing the Yin Yin liquid, but it will take at least ten days of rest. As for Other injuries can be healed by her elixirs, so there should be no major problems."

Hearing that it could be completely resolved, Jun Haocang was slightly relieved, but it took such a long time to recuperate, and she would face a battle in an hour, so he frowned worriedly, and asked, "Wait a while Will the battle make the injury worse?"

Guan Qing glanced at him with a complex expression, "This--it is undoubtedly possible."

Received such an answer, Jun Haocang's whole heart twitched, his clenched fists had the urge to kill at any time, and the cold air exuding from his body was even colder than the evil spirit of a disciple in the realm of life and death.

Even those who were closer to Jun Haocang were forced to stay a few steps away by his frightening aura, for fear that Jun Haocang would go crazy and bring them into trouble.

As for the people in the realm of life and death, when they felt Jun Haocang's sight like a poisonous snake from a distance, they felt chills down their backs and panicked inexplicably.

Obviously, Jun Haocang wrote down the account of life and death.

An hour passed quickly, Su Moliang opened his eyes again, and exhaled a foul breath.

Due to the serious injuries in her body, she only recovered [-]% in a short period of time, her spiritual and physical strength had recovered to their peak, but there was still an extremely sharp evil spirit wandering in her body. If she wanted to fight this battle, she had to fight it quickly, Procrastinate, if she procrastinates for a long time, she will be in danger.

With this understanding, Su Moliang calmed down, stood up and walked to the center of the field, and challenged He Yunfeng, "Mr. He, it's your turn, let's do it!"

He Yunfeng didn't take Su Moliang seriously at first, but after the two battles just now, he has already taken this opponent seriously.

It's a pity that this person was slapped by Da Sima, and her body is poisonous, so it is not suitable to activate her spiritual power at all, and continuing to fight will only make her hurt more seriously.

So right now she is just at the end of her strength, let alone fighting, she will fall down by herself after a while.

For such an opponent, He Yunfeng shook his head speechlessly, "You are in such a state, you are doomed, why bother."

"I never draw conclusions on things I haven't tried. I only know if I win or lose." Su Moliang stood proudly, obviously with a slender and petite figure, but at the moment it stood there like a peak, without any trace. The meaning of retreat.

(End of this chapter)