Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

The non-smoke glimpsed a little, and in the next second, a huge explosion sounded loudly in his ear. The strong airflow blew his whole person, his body was mixed with blood, and countless gravels were wiped from his side. Like a blade, he cut his clothes and cut his skin. Eight? One Chinese W (one) WW. 81ZW. COM

The strong **** smell fills every corner at this moment, and the strong airflow makes breathing extremely difficult.

Non-smoke can only subconsciously hold the ground under his hand, so that he does not rush to a farther place.

What happened to me?

The non-smoke heart is beating wildly. He wants to open his mouth and call for it. But the lips that have been eroded by the poisonous fog have been stuck together. He opened his mouth slightly and the wind blew into his throat. It hurts.

The strong impact, after lasting for a long time, finally stopped.

Non-smoke fumbled in the dark and climbed up on the cold ground.

He can't feel it...

Feel the breath of anyone.

The breath that belongs to Fang Jinghe has disappeared without a trace. The murderousness and the horrible power of the smashing are dissipating at this moment, as if there has never been.

but……

He can't find...

I couldn’t find a trace of scent that I could have been able to feel a little, but now...

"Small... If?...small...if..." The panic that I have never experienced has filled the non-smoke heart at this moment. He stretched out his hand in the darkness and fumbled on the ground, anxiously. The spirit is tight to the extreme, the scarred hands, groping on the constantly broken ground, trying to find their most precious baby.

However, what he touched was only the gravel of the monk, and some sticky liquids that did not know what it was.

"Small if?! Xiaoruo, where are you? Don't scare me... don't scare me... you say something!! You say something!" The huge fear is filled with non-smoke hearts, he I hope I can see it.

Let him take a look and look at it!

"Small if!!!"

On the broken streets, echoing the desperate embarrassment.

In the silence of desperation, a footstep, suddenly, the non-smoke spirit fiercely tightened, but in an instant, his tight spirit suddenly relaxed, he felt...

Feel the familiar atmosphere.

"Two...two Joe, flower brother? Is it you?" Non-smoke looked up, his voice fainted.

On the empty street, the two blood-filled Joe stood on the unrecognizable gravel and looked at everything in front of him. Every pore was shrunk. He was full of **** faces, and his eyes reached the limit. His figure shook a little, and the flower squat on his shoulders almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly held his body, but a blood stalked in the eyes of the blind man.

"Two Joe?" Non-smoke can't get a response, only once again.

Qiao Chu’s eyes swept through the streets that were covered with blood. From the ground to the walls, every place was covered with fine blood spots, just like a hell.

Above the earth, he saw, saw a red butterfly, a huge, red-stained butterfly, soaking every slate.

"Two Joe, Hua Ge! You talk! You see Xiaoruo? See her?!" Non-smoke is going to be mad by this dead silence!