Godly Empress Doctor

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"Ha ha ha ha ha - the main line is open! The main line is through! No blockage! Awesome spirits!" Lin master looked at the phoenix dance with a gaze. "How many levels of spiritual master? Is it a third-level spiriter?!"

Yan Yan, a couple of all looking at the phoenix dance!

what? !

This beautiful and suffocating girl is really a spiritual master? ! And still a very powerful spiritual master? ! How can this be? !

The phoenix dance fainted and glanced at Master Lin: "The third-level spirit strategist?"

"Three-level spirit singer?" Feng Wu smiled a little, not saying yes, not saying no, ambiguous.

Master Lin couldn't understand the true level of Feng Dance, but the most important thing is not this. He is full of hope and asks: "...so, can you fix it?"

Feng Dance said: "No."

Master Lin was taken a sip: "But look at your approach, skillful and smooth, how..."

Feng Dance didn't take a good look at Master Lin. He didn't answer his words. Instead, he shifted the topic: "If it is a complete gathering, how much does it cost?"

"This is a second-level gathering tower. In the case of being attacked, it costs a spirit every minute."

Feng Dance whispered, "But now?"

"Now this broken gathering of the spirits, the speed is ... oh, half a minute! I understand!" Master Lin eyes brightly staring at the phoenix dance, "So, no repair is done, because it saves Ling Jing!"

The phoenix dance slowly injected the spiritual power into the gathering tower, and the various characters of the plaque emerged from her palms and rushed into the gathering tower.

The original damaged tower was repaired by an inch.

"So, how long can we last?" Wu General did not know when he had stood behind the phoenix dance and looked at the phoenix dance with a very complicated look.

Who is this girl? She can save the Ninth Lady who has been determined to have died by the minibus pharmacist;

"A quarter of an hour." Feng Dance looked at the military general with a serious and dignified look. "This is the most time I can win for you."

A quarter of an hour... The original ecstasy of General Wu was in a bitter smile. He took a trace of despair: "A quarter of an hour, you can wait for the reinforcements. It seems that we will eventually die in Wanping Town. In this Wanping town."

Speaking and speaking, the generals of Wu are full of regrets and look at the phoenix dance, the super-medical skills, the superb spiritual master talent, and the face of this sacred country, but they are to be buried in this Wanping town. Is it true? Is it all the gods?

"A quarter of an hour?! Do you think that a quarter of an hour is useful?!" Yan Yan stared at the phoenix dance, nervous and anxious. "I don't want to die! I don't care, you must protect this gathering tower anyway! You must protect! ”

Feng Wu Li did not pay attention to her, only bowed to concentrate on repairing the Ghost.

Master Lin can't see it. He screamed Yan Yan. "You don't want to die. Who wants to die?! Can you do something useful besides threats?! Who owes you, who is this face? look!"

Master Lin is always cold and proud, and he has nothing to look at, but he did not find him to worship. Just after Feng Wu’s shot, he directly stopped him. In the face of the strongest in the field, the master’s instinct worship and admiration, Therefore, instinctively maintain the phoenix dance.

Yan Yan was almost killed by Master Lin.