Shen He wanted to catch him by surprise and reveal the true face of King Yin now.
But all he saw was a yellow talisman.
The seal carvings on the talisman have extremely complicated patterns, which are like the principles of heaven and earth and the origin of all things, directly covering his mind.
He couldn't resist at all, and his sharp eyes suddenly burned like fire, causing him extreme pain.
Invisible flames seemed to be igniting around him, constantly burning his soul.
He could only roll around, trying to put out the fire on his body.
But he would not know that the invisible fire that burned his soul came from this talisman drawn by the emperor's master for Zhao Wujiang himself.
This was something that Shen He, a little yellow cat city, couldn't resist.
Because Emperor Master Zhang Xukun was the only person in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty who was as powerful as the Holy Emperor, let alone Shen He, even the lord of Yellow Cat City could only bow his head and bow to him.
Shen He kept wailing in the prince's study. The severe pain in his eyes was nothing but a small thing. The pain of the fire burning his soul was the real heart-breaking pain.
He regretted it, but it was too late.
He tries to pry into secrets he shouldn't pry into.
died.
Prince Ji Boying suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He fell down on the wooden chair and murmured:
"Shen He...is dead..."
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"I can rest assured that."
Zhao Wujiang nodded.
Qing'er spent a cup of tea carefully checking whether there were any external injuries on his body, especially the lower part of his body.
As a practitioner, if your lower body skills are stable and your mind is stable, then you are truly stable.
After Qing'er finished the examination, he wiped his wet mouth and shyly told him that the preliminary examination was fine, so he said playfully, "Then I'll be relieved."
"The inspection hasn't been completed yet..." Qing'er squeaked:
"No external injuries, but internal injuries?"
"How to check for internal injuries?" Zhao Wujiang really doesn't understand. He is a doctor and knows the serious treatment of internal injuries, but now he really doesn't understand how Qing'er treats internal injuries.
He is too simple.
"Internal injuries may damage the muscles, bones, flesh and blood." Qing'er said it truthfully, her pretty face was red, and her girlish voice was extremely sweet, mixed with Su Mei:
"Next, I want to check whether your flesh and blood can be filled, whether your muscles and bones are intact, and how well you are exerting force."
After saying that, Qing'er rubbed and scratched with a dragon-exploring hand and began to check.
The flesh and blood are full, the muscles and bones are erect, and they are ready to go.
"Brother-in-law, can you do it?" Qing'er pouted, her eyes as charming as silk, and her words were stimulating.
Zhao Wujiang turned over and became the master, directly holding Qing'er's slender waist and pressing her under him.
"Hey." Qing'er snorted:
"I haven't finished checking it yet."
"Practise yourself, your inspection is not efficient enough." Zhao Wujiang began to test hard and softly.
A river flows with spring water.
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Hard work and hard work.
The spring river flows.
Go straight to Huanglong.
The beauty is sad.
Twist gently and slowly.
Tender as water.
Eyes pulse.
Lips and teeth meet.
Dragon Crash.
He groaned.
The spear pointed diagonally.
Plow the courtyard and sweep the holes.
Mandarin ducks hug each other.
Whitecaps shoot.
Valley spring.
Stacked together.
Each other gasped.
one two three four.
Again.
Repeat the old trick.
Holding my sister in my arms.
Repeatedly contradicted.
Return color.
Guan Bao's acquaintance.
Snapping sound.
"Brother-in-law, I'm going to die..." Qing'er frowned, lamenting again and again, and lay softly and limply in Zhao Wujiang's arms.
"Then you sing to me, and I will let you go." Zhao Wujiang, a doctor with a kind heart, could not bear to see the beauty want to cry.
"There is a lone wolf on the bed named Wujiang..." Qing'er snorted and blushed:
"Born to be good-looking and kind, with a pair of captivating big eyes...
stick...
Well...you!
I won’t play with you anymore..."
Qing'er, with her beautiful breasts and sweet breasts, was so ashamed and angry that she chose to beg for mercy.
She escaped Zhao Wujiang's dragon. After a short rest, her unwillingness surged up again, and she chose to fight the dragon again.
It's just that Shen He is dead, Wujiang is standing, and he is invincible in the world.
The dragon-slaying girl was finally pierced to the core. She was exhausted physically and mentally, unable to fight anymore, so she could only let the dragon breathe.
