Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

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Ye Qingli wants to lift his hand.

But she couldn't even move a small finger.

I can only feel my fingers, and I was tightly held by Jun Ao, and gently rubbed on his mask.

A feeling of restlessness, flowing slowly between two people.

Then she completely lost consciousness.

The last life in the body seems to have left her.

Jun Ao cold body shock!

He clearly felt that the hand of Ye Qingli became cold!

She didn't even have the final body temperature!

He bent down without a word.

Whispered in a low voice.

It is like tearing the sound of the bottom of my heart, sending out such grief and sorrow.

"This king is not allowed, you will come back to me!"

He stood there like a statue.

Keep an eye on Ye Qingli.

long……

Even the eyes didn't move.

The bell doctor around me coughed softly and broke the silence.

"Wang Ye, please change your mind..."

The other doctors around me also nodded at the same time.

"Yeah, Wang Ye, this girl has already gone. Please mourn!"

Of course, they all want to save Ye Qingli.

However, they are only doctors, not gods.

Healed the disease, can't save his life...

"fart!"

Jun Aohan suddenly broke out like a volcano!

The anger of his whole body was released at this moment!

Like to completely devour everything around you!

"Do you say the words just now?"

Zhong Tai’s doctor was so nervous that he couldn’t tell a word.

Jun Ao smiled and looked at Zhong Tai. The red-red eyes are like the dark nights of blood-sucking.

"You are a doctor, actually said that your patient is dead?"

"Since she is dead... what do you want!"

With a direct kick, he will fly out of the hospital!

The body of Zhong Tai’s doctor, like the leaves in the wind, flew directly to the ground outside the seven or eight feet.

The whole person is four feet in the sky, but his face is faceted with a strange face.

The neck twisted into one hundred and eighty degrees.

Death can't die anymore!

"Ghost King is killing!"

All the doctors around the screamed.

They want to go out when they panic.

The chill in the eyes of Jun Aohan is even deeper.

"A bunch of useless things..."

He felt the blood of his body rushing, and he was almost out of control.

"Go all to die!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The incomparably strong palm wind is emitted from his hands.

One by one, they were directly shaken out!

Those doctors, all of them were thrown out by Jun Aohan!

Falling on the ground, blood mad, the whole body is bloody!

Jun Ao cold kept sneering.

A violent feeling rose in his body.

After killing so many people, he did not have the slightest pleasure.