Generally speaking, the people who look for him are there to save people. Therefore, he was unwilling to walk in the heavenly realm with his true face.

Ordinary people don't dare to make a move on him, but those who are dying can't care so much, so it's still a trouble.

Of course, the stalk of 'kitsch' is also the second main reason for his reluctance.

And the girl in front of her, it seems that she is just catching herself, she seems to have a goal. What kind of patient is it, even he has been turned into that useless substitute?

The first person of the dignified Heavenly Rank Alchemist was actually used as a substitute to save people, which really made him unhappy.

"Let go." got the answer he wanted, and Fenghua hooked his fingers again. The flower vines that were wrapped around myrrh retreated like noodles.

Although asking people to help, it should not have been used in such drastic ways.

But Fenghua thinks that there is nothing that can move people. Instead of wasting your tongue, you should just use the strong one.

Look at now, how obedient are you?

The binding power disappeared, Myrrh struggled to remove the sack from his head, and took a big gulp of fresh air, the world is so beautiful, it should be seen more.

Just when Myrrh felt so good about the world, a large group of people jumped in from outside the wall deep in the alley, each dressed in the best clothes for battle, and walked silently.

It looked very difficult to mess with, but they walked in front of him with neat steps, and walked up to him with great respect, their eyes were full of fanaticism, "Young master myrrh, what's going on here?" What is the purpose of calling us? ”

His own people came, but the sworn myrrh changed his eyes.

After quietly glancing at the elegance of the small vase that seemed to be out of the situation, he almost scolded his mother in his heart.

Tell me that you will not come sooner or later, but when you have sworn yourself.

He found out that the situation was wrong, and he sent the signal as soon as possible, how long has it been since you appeared? If anyone really wanted to kill him, he should have been sliced.

Bastard!

Myrrh's brain was running rapidly, looking at this group of people who were supposed to save themselves, but they wanted to get rid of them with their own ideas, and their hearts were congested.

Fortunately, he has an extremely serious face, Rao is depressed and crazy in his heart, and he can't see the slightest change on his face. He groaned slightly, "I...... Show her, Beacon Opera Princes! ”

“……”

So young master, feelings you issued a distress signal, this is to tease them, and your purpose is to - pickle girls?

Looking at the convulsive facial features of the secret guards of the Alchemy Alliance, and the exclamation of sudden realization, the myrrh young master's chest was depressed. Still pickling girls? He was almost ruined by this girl, and he couldn't afford it!

Are the men and women blind? Treat such a violent and terrifying girl as a gentle and harmless good girl, let him chase after him stupidly, and then - tragically ravaged.

His poor head, his poor heavenly spirit cover, are swollen and bulging.

Raising his hand expressionlessly, Myrrh rubbed his head by himself. Who said alchemists don't hurt? He's so painful!

"Young master myrrh, your, head?" Seeing their young master, rubbing his head seriously, the guards found that their young master looked like he was taller than before, five centimeters?