Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

It is night, the stars and moon are obscured by thick clouds.

Countless eyes are staring at Weifu Bieyuan, for fear that Mu Qingge will disappear.

In the Weifu Bieyuan, the courtyard where Mu Qingge lives temporarily. She was sitting on the rocking chair with her legs up, shaking leisurely.

In the darkness, she was dressed in red and coquettish as blood, with a dangerous and deadly temptation.

Huayue stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders gently for her, the calmness, as if she had never felt the undercurrents outside.

You He stood aside, with a solemn expression, and her always gentle brows also brought a bit of heroism and fierceness.

In front of Mu Qingge, twenty-six people knelt on one knee.

They were dressed in black, dressed like ink, embroidered with weird totems with secret silver-gray threads, mysterious and exquisite. Those are forbidden, Mu Qingge personally designed them, please embroider them with skillful hands.

Similar to the principle of her own refining device, these restrictions embroidered with special thin threads can also have a certain effect.

It can increase the dresser's speed and reaction ability, and even defense ability.

This increase is actually very subtle, but it can play a decisive role at a critical moment!

A group of Dragon Tooth Guards led by Mo Yang silently knelt in front of their most admired master. The night wind suddenly rose and blew through the gap between them, curling up some yellow dead leaves on the ground, singing towards Mu Qingqing Fly away.

Just as the dead leaf was about to hit the tip of Mu Qingge's nose, Young Lotus's eyes condensed, ready to take action. Mu Qingge, who kept her eyes closed and enjoying Huayue massage, suddenly opened her eyes.

Those pair of bottomless clear eyes suddenly opened with a cold air. The dead leaves that were close at hand instantly turned into powder in everyone's sight, and were blown away by the night wind again, leaving nothing to fall on Mu Qingge.

The dead leaves disappeared completely, and a faintly blue lustre flashed through the depths of Mu Qingge's eyes, but it was too dark to make people look real in this night.

Mo Yang raised his face, his resolute eyes fell on Mu Qingge, and he said solemnly: "My Lord, the subordinates are ready."

Mu Qingge's eyes drooped slightly, and she landed on the Dragon Tooth Guards with cold eyes. It was slightly cold, and he said with a frantic voice in his laziness: "Are you all ready?"

"Yes, Sir Alex!"

The dull and neat voice sounded in the dragon tooth guard, like a beast waiting for an opportunity in the night.

These young and resolute faces are as cold as a knife. They looked at Mu Qingge's eyes, without exception, with an indestructible fanaticism.

It seems that as long as they are under the leadership of Mu Qingge, even if they are going to destroy the world, it is not difficult.

This kind of fanaticism caused Mu Qingge's red lips to bend slightly.

Her people want this courage to fear everything!

Ruyu's hands slowly landed on the armrest of the rocking chair, and Huayue took two steps back sensibly.

Singer Mu Qing used his wrist slightly and stood up on the armrest. Ryuga followed her movements and looked up.

At this moment, the night breeze was blowing wantonly, disturbing Mu Qingge's clothes and hair, a blood-colored robe, set off her beautiful and delicate face, becoming more and more charming.

In the eyes of the Dragon Tooth Guards, their lord, their master, stood like a **** and demon between the sky and the earth, and the tall and straight figure seemed to never be bent.

Putting his fisted hands behind him, Mu Qingge's smile was as dangerous as a poppy. "Now that everything is ready. Then... the game begins!"