Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

The poisonous mist came to the forefront, and the non-smoke did not have any reaction at all. When the poisonous mist hit his face, a sharp heartbreaking pain suddenly spread across his face!

"Ah!!" The screams of the screams suddenly burst out of the mouth of non-smoke, and his figure crashed into the ground. ?八一中文网? W?W?W (eight). ?8 (eight) 1? Z? W (eight). (a) C (one) O? M

Unbelievably wide-eyed, the Emperor wanted to stand up, but with a little movement, her brain slammed for a while, and the whole person was as stiff as the bones were interrupted, and everything in front of her eyes became blurred. .

Fang Jinghe panted and landed, half-squinting and looking down to the ground, licking his face and mourning the non-smoke, and spit a black saliva.

The poison in his mouth was his last life-saving chip. He didn't even think that he would be forced by a strong spirit to use the venom in his mouth.

The strength of non-smoke is so amazing that Fang Jinghe almost messed up his position. Fortunately, he has a spiritual ring protection, and he has been seriously injured in non-smoke, and he is poisoned, so that he can take the opportunity to attack.

If Fang Zhenhe and non-smoke continue to fight, even if he can kill him, I am afraid that he will not be able to retreat.

The trials are just around the corner, and Fang Jinghe is not willing to let himself suffer a little bit of damage, which directly moves the tricks of lore.

A mournful mourning, wearing a cloud, the flesh on the non-smoke face is like a corpse of water, and the pieces are turned into a pool of blood, falling from his fingers, the pain of the heart. The pain of being swallowed up a little bit by the flesh is simply unbearable.

But for a moment, the non-smoke hands have been covered with blood, the cheeks in the fingers, there is a good skin, and even the faintly visible bones exposed to the air after being exposed to the skin...

"Oh, little devil, you are a bit of a skill, but you are still too tender." Fang Jinghe secretly sighed, making a arrogant opening, but his eyes, already no longer before, but leisurely, but Much more cautious, and very killing.

The strength of this little devil is too weird, he can never leave him again!

Fang Jinghe thought of this, and immediately walked toward the non-smoke direction.

The non-smoke eyes were injured by the poisonous mist. The eyes were dark and nothing could be seen. The pain was so clear. The most terrible thing was that he could already feel that Fang Jinghe’s approach was close to him. Spirituality has already provoked the poison in the body. Now he can't see it, and he can't move it. There is only one dead road.

He can clearly feel that Fang Jinghe has come to his side. At this moment, he seems to indicate the coming of death.

Obviously, I don’t want to die. I obviously have a lot of unfinished wishes, but I don’t know why, but I laughed when I was not smoking. He raised the blood-stained hand high in the dark, compared with the one who only knows him and Rong Ruo. gesture.

He knows that if you can see it, you must see it.

If Xiao is smarter than him, as long as he can drag Fang Jinghe for a moment, Xiaoruo must have a way to escape.

As long as Xiao is able to survive and get rid of this life, what's the big deal?

He felt the proximity of Fang Jinghe, the dangerous and murderous breath, just in front of his eyes...

However, just when the non-smoke was ready for the death, the smell of Fang Jinghe, which was lingering in front of him, was far away! !