Miracle Doctor, Wild Empress: Genius Summoner

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Yunsheng children's shoes once again ignored the fact that she was only six years old.

The next moment, she understood the reason why Ye Beiming did so.

The sound of pushing in the door came.

In the middle of the night, the only person who could walk freely in the Fa Temple was Yang Damo.

He wanted to see that he saw the lights in Ye Beiming's room.

In the middle of the night, a dry and thin middle-aged man broke into a little Zhengtai's room?

When the old gray wolf meets the injured arrogant little fox?

Yun Sheng was full of thoughts, but she was unconscious, and she didn't think about it. In the middle of the night, she changed what a six-year-old little Loli was hiding in the bed of 10-year-old Xiao Zhengtai.

Ye Beiming's bed was not big, and it was very cramped to accommodate the two.

Ye Beiming had just finished his treatment, and his upper body had been stripped away by Yun Sheng.

When Yun Sheng was thinking wildly, he moved slightly, carefully avoiding the smooth abdominal muscles of Ye Beiming.

Just when she was taking drugs and blood, she discovered that Ye Beiming looked slender and beautiful, but his muscles were very strong, not like a 10-year-old boy.

"Injured? World of Warcraft?" Yang Damo looked at the **** clothing that Ye Beiming threw on the ground.

Yuewu Mountain Yebeiming has been there many times, and every time is in and out of Enron, never embarrassed tonight.

Ye Beiming turned sideways, tucked down the quilt naturally, and blocked Yun Sheng's restless eyes.

He pretended to be lying in bed and said casually: "Clashes with several hunters, including summoners and war beasts."

Hunters are professional personnel who retry all kinds of assassinations, hunting and even various tasks on the Promise Continent. Most of them are composed of several types of people, such as warriors above the Grand Martial Division, big magic guides and even summoners.

Most of them belong to different hunting corps, most of them have martial arts skills and extraordinary skills. For money, they use all means to make them a controversial group on the mainland.

It was already a miracle that Ye Beiming was alone and was able to escape with serious wounds under the siege of several adult hunters.

The poison wound on his abdomen appeared to be caused by the war beast of the hunter summoner.

"The wound has been treated?" Yang Damo's voice was cold and cold, without half the temperature.

The relationship between the two is not like a communication between master and apprentice, but like a kind of...

Yun Sheng wondered what the relationship between Ye Beiming and Yang Damo was.

"Some hemostatic flowers were applied," Ye Beiming frowned slightly, and the small cat under him moved uneasyly, and he could feel her delicate nose rubbing against his chest.

Notice that something was wrong with Ye Beiming. Yang Damo stepped forward and said, "Let me see."

Seeing that he was about to open the quilt first, Yun Sheng's heart hiding beneath his throat leaped out of his throat.

"Are you looking for someone?" Ye Beiming suddenly tightened his body and opened Yang Damo with one hand.

Yun Sheng didn't take any precautions, the nose bridge hit his wound, the wound that had just stopped the blood burst, and the warm blood slipped against Yun Sheng's cheek.

A hand quickly reached into the quilt, and quickly wrote a few words on Yun Sheng's back: "Don't make a sound."

After listening to these words, Yang Damo’s original intention to test Ye Beiming’s hand came to a halt. He smiled: "How could it be possible that you are my apprentice and hurt you, what good is it for me?"

"Perhaps, you don't want them to kill me, but just to test me, to what extent is my strength? Rest assured, I promise to give my dharma soul to you, as long as you can cure my eyes," Ye The blood on Beiming's body had soaked the quilt.

Yun Sheng can smell the thick blood.

Soul of law? eye?

Yun Sheng suddenly glared.

Their conversation is very strange, why she listened indifferently, and for a long time did not understand what they were talking about.

"Yes, that's our agreement. As long as I heal your eyes, you will hand over your magic soul and the unparalleled magic soul. Five years later, my magic circle has only one last step, as long as You can find a two-hundred-year-old Warcraft Soulstone, and I will be able to heal your eyes," Yang Damodao was agitated, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"I will obey the agreement, find the two hundred years of Warcraft Soulstone, and immediately get out of my room," Ye Beiming had felt dizzy for a while. He gritted his teeth and held his last grudge.

He knew that Yang Damodao was extremely cruel. If he couldn't stand it, he fell down, hid in the bed, and overheard Yunsheng, the secret of Yang Damodao's big secrets, he had to die.

"Then take a good rest, I'm waiting for your soul stone," Yang Damodao smiled. He was already surprised at Ye Beiming's presumptuousness.

Genius is often arrogant.

Ye Beiming was a genius, but he couldn't escape his palm.

Yun Sheng was startled by the conversation between the two.

Use soul to exchange eyesight?

Until Yang Damo's guide exited the room, Ye Beiming was finally out of energy and comatose twice.

This coma didn't wake up until the middle of the night.

When he woke up, he habitually touched the pillow, and a sword was always on his pillow.

His movements were so large that he pulled the wound and he snorted.

"Don't kill yourself and move down, drink this bowl of brown sugar water," Yun Sheng opened his eyes wide and replaced the wet cloth on Ye Beiming's forehead.

After Yang Damo’s departure, Ye Beiming's lack of physical strength and excessive blood loss caused a high fever, but Yunsheng helped him to do heat treatment in time, otherwise he would die and burn his brain.

"What the **** is that, I don't eat sweets," Ye Beiming smelled a sweet smell and turned away in disgust.

But at the next moment, his tall nose bridge was pinched by a pair of soft hands, and the hard edge of the bowl ran into his teeth with impunity. Yun Shengqiang squeezed Ye Beiming's nose, he just put a big bowl of brown sugar All the salt water was poured in.

"Little wild cat, do you dare to pour me medicine? You know I am!" Ye Beiming was like a little wolf with a fried hair, holding Yun Sheng's collar, and the attack was about to happen.

"I'm saving your life, I don't care what dirty business you and that Yang Damodao have. My Yunsheng men have never saved inactive patients. If I have a chance to see your mother again, the next For a few days, what do I feed and what do you eat!" Yun Sheng didn't panic, his mouth turned over, crisp and sweet.

After she finished speaking, Ye Beiming's hand froze, and he said, "How can you know my mother, I..."

"You talk nonsense when you have a high fever, shout for a few hours, and still hold my hand. You are better than me, my mother, died very early," Yun Sheng said with a careless lip.

There was a silence in the room, and a suspicious aura appeared on Ye Beiming's face.

He said softly, "Sorry."

"Relax, everything you said last night was nonsense, and what I heard was nonsense, and I wouldn't say a word," Yun Sheng understood, knowing too much would be short-lived.

She inspected Ye Beiming's wound and determined that it had initially healed, quietly sneaking back into the house while the sky was still dark.

After Yun Sheng left, Ye Beiming sat on the bed as if he had entered.

He took a delicate ring from his body, which was a storage ring.

There are several soul stones in the ring, and one of them is the two hundred years of Warcraft soul stone.

****!

Yunsheng children's shoes once again ignored the fact that she was only six years old.

The next moment, she understood the reason why Ye Beiming did so.

The sound of pushing in the door came.

In the middle of the night, the only person who could walk freely in the Fa Temple was Yang Damo.

He wanted to see that he saw the lights in Ye Beiming's room.

In the middle of the night, a dry and thin middle-aged man broke into a little Zhengtai's room?

When the old gray wolf meets the injured arrogant little fox?

Yun Sheng was full of thoughts, but she was unconscious, and she didn't think about it. In the middle of the night, she changed what a six-year-old little Loli was hiding in the bed of 10-year-old Xiao Zhengtai.

Ye Beiming's bed was not big, and it was very cramped to accommodate the two.

Ye Beiming had just finished his treatment, and his upper body had been stripped away by Yun Sheng.

When Yun Sheng was thinking wildly, he moved slightly, carefully avoiding the smooth abdominal muscles of Ye Beiming.

Just when she was taking drugs and blood, she discovered that Ye Beiming looked slender and beautiful, but his muscles were very strong, not like a 10-year-old boy.

"Injured? World of Warcraft?" Yang Damo looked at the **** clothing that Ye Beiming threw on the ground.

Yuewu Mountain Yebeiming has been there many times, and every time is in and out of Enron, never embarrassed tonight.

Ye Beiming turned sideways, tucked down the quilt naturally, and blocked Yun Sheng's restless eyes.

He pretended to be lying in bed and said casually: "Clashes with several hunters, including summoners and war beasts."

Hunters are professional personnel who retry all kinds of assassinations, hunting and even various tasks on the Promise Continent. Most of them are composed of several types of people, such as warriors above the Grand Martial Division, big magic guides and even summoners.

Most of them belong to different hunting corps, most of them have martial arts skills and extraordinary skills. For money, they use all means to make them a controversial group on the mainland.

It was already a miracle that Ye Beiming was alone and was able to escape with serious wounds under the siege of several adult hunters.

The poison wound on his abdomen appeared to be caused by the war beast of the hunter summoner.

"The wound has been treated?" Yang Damo's voice was cold and cold, without half the temperature.

The relationship between the two is not like a communication between master and apprentice, but like a kind of...

Yun Sheng wondered what the relationship between Ye Beiming and Yang Damo was.

"Some hemostatic flowers were applied," Ye Beiming frowned slightly, and the small cat under him moved uneasyly, and he could feel her delicate nose rubbing against his chest.

Notice that something was wrong with Ye Beiming. Yang Damo stepped forward and said, "Let me see."

Seeing that he was about to open the quilt first, Yun Sheng's heart hiding beneath his throat leaped out of his throat.

"Are you looking for someone?" Ye Beiming suddenly tightened his body and opened Yang Damo with one hand.

Yun Sheng didn't take any precautions, the nose bridge hit his wound, the wound that had just stopped the blood burst, and the warm blood slipped against Yun Sheng's cheek.

A hand quickly reached into the quilt, and quickly wrote a few words on Yun Sheng's back: "Don't make a sound."

After listening to these words, Yang Damo’s original intention to test Ye Beiming’s hand came to a halt. He smiled: "How could it be possible that you are my apprentice and hurt you, what good is it for me?"

"Perhaps, you don't want them to kill me, but just to test me, to what extent is my strength? Rest assured, I promise to give my dharma soul to you, as long as you can cure my eyes," Ye The blood on Beiming's body had soaked the quilt.

Yun Sheng can smell the thick blood.

Soul of law? eye?

Yun Sheng suddenly glared.

Their conversation is very strange, why she listened indifferently, and for a long time did not understand what they were talking about.

"Yes, that's our agreement. As long as I heal your eyes, you will hand over your magic soul and the unparalleled magic soul. Five years later, my magic circle has only one last step, as long as You can find a two-hundred-year-old Warcraft Soulstone, and I will be able to heal your eyes," Yang Damodao was agitated, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"I will obey the agreement, find the two hundred years of Warcraft Soulstone, and immediately get out of my room," Ye Beiming had felt dizzy for a while. He gritted his teeth and held his last grudge.

He knew that Yang Damodao was extremely cruel. If he couldn't stand it, he fell down, hid in the bed, and overheard Yunsheng, the secret of Yang Damodao's big secrets, he had to die.

"Then take a good rest, I'm waiting for your soul stone," Yang Damodao smiled. He was already surprised at Ye Beiming's presumptuousness.

Genius is often arrogant.

Ye Beiming was a genius, but he couldn't escape his palm.

Yun Sheng was startled by the conversation between the two.

Use soul to exchange eyesight?

Until Yang Damo's guide exited the room, Ye Beiming was finally out of energy and comatose twice.

This coma didn't wake up until the middle of the night.

When he woke up, he habitually touched the pillow, and a sword was always on his pillow.

His movements were so large that he pulled the wound and he snorted.

"Don't kill yourself and move down, drink this bowl of brown sugar water," Yun Sheng opened his eyes wide and replaced the wet cloth on Ye Beiming's forehead.

After Yang Damo’s departure, Ye Beiming's lack of physical strength and excessive blood loss caused a high fever, but Yunsheng helped him to do heat treatment in time, otherwise he would die and burn his brain.

"What the **** is that, I don't eat sweets," Ye Beiming smelled a sweet smell and turned away in disgust.

But at the next moment, his tall nose bridge was pinched by a pair of soft hands, and the hard edge of the bowl ran into his teeth with impunity. Yun Shengqiang squeezed Ye Beiming's nose, he just put a big bowl of brown sugar All the salt water was poured in.

"Little wild cat, do you dare to pour me medicine? You know I am!" Ye Beiming was like a little wolf with a fried hair, holding Yun Sheng's collar, and the attack was about to happen.

"I'm saving your life, I don't care what dirty business you and that Yang Damodao have. My Yunsheng men have never saved inactive patients. If I have a chance to see your mother again, the next For a few days, what do I feed and what do you eat!" Yun Sheng didn't panic, his mouth turned over, crisp and sweet.

After she finished speaking, Ye Beiming's hand froze, and he said, "How can you know my mother, I..."

"You talk nonsense when you have a high fever, shout for a few hours, and still hold my hand. You are better than me, my mother, died very early," Yun Sheng said with a careless lip.

There was a silence in the room, and a suspicious aura appeared on Ye Beiming's face.

He said softly, "Sorry."

"Relax, everything you said last night was nonsense, and what I heard was nonsense, and I wouldn't say a word," Yun Sheng understood, knowing too much would be short-lived.

She inspected Ye Beiming's wound and determined that it had initially healed, quietly sneaking back into the house while the sky was still dark.

After Yun Sheng left, Ye Beiming sat on the bed as if he had entered.

He took a delicate ring from his body, which was a storage ring.

There are several soul stones in the ring, and one of them is the two hundred years of Warcraft soul stone.