In addition to cultivating spies, Tianji Camp also recruits skilled craftsmen.

One of them developed a very powerful thunder fire.

However, the people in Tianji Camp do not like to use this, but the big guys in Mo Camp like it very much.

When they heard that Mu Yan allowed them to use Leihuo, they were all excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Dozens of people rushed towards the center of the city.

The surviving people and the doctors stared in amazement.

Suddenly, boom-! boom-! boom-...

There were dozens of loud noises, the earth was shaking, and the house collapsed.

This huge power scared everyone's faces pale.

Not long after, a few figures rushed out of the rolling smoke as if they were burning with their butts.

Everyone was covered in dust and indescribable embarrassment.

"Who is he? He was so impatient that he dared to take action in Lotus Town!!"

Mu Yan smiled slightly and looked at the old man in the lead, "Doctor Qian, long time no see, don't come... It's okay!"

Ruyan, who was standing behind Mu Yan, looked at the old man's face with gray and black eyes and white, and couldn't help laughing, "It seems that Doctor Qian is not very good! If I didn't say it, I would have thought this was a beggar from where I came from!"

Qian Qing's eyes fell on Mu Yan's face, and after a while, he said word by word: "Your! Mu Yan! It's really you!"

However, he just opened his mouth.

A stream of black smoke suddenly spewed out.

The original momentum of gritting teeth suddenly brought a bit of funnyness.

"Hahahaha..." The group of people in Moying could no longer help, holding their stomachs and laughing, "Doctor Qian, how does the Thunder God Fire taste just now? Do you want to taste two more?"

"What kind of money doctor? I think it's more reliable to call money roasted pigs."

"Hahahaha... Money roasted pig, so the truth is it! This pig is all black and smelly from head to toe, from inside to place, and I don't want to taste it."

As a miracle doctor, Qian Qing has been admired and admired over the years, so how could he have suffered such humiliation?

His face suddenly twisted.

However, soon he calmed down, took the cloth handed over by his subordinates, and wiped off the black and gray from his face.

After seeing Qian Qing wipe the gray and black, he showed his familiar face.

The murderous intent in Mu Yan's eyes spread little by little.

Back then, this person was the one who was diagnosed with her under the name of her.

The news that she was pregnant with the fairy spirit was sold to Gong Qianxue.

From then on, she fell into the Hell of Avici and was tortured by pain and regret forever.

After wiping away the dirty face, Qian Qing restored the fairy-like Mu Yan and smiled happily: "Jun Mu Yan, it's been a long time since I saw you. I really didn't expect that the thin and pitiful little girl back then would grow to this point. I am really relieved for you!"

Mu Yan said lightly: "So many years have passed, it's really hard for Doctor Qian to remember me."

"How could I forget it? That was the first and only fairy fetus I found after taking my pulse. Before that, I thought the secret method passed down by my family was fake."

Doctor Qian still smiled and said, "This is also my fate with you and the fairy fetus. Since we have met again today, are you not planning to let me meet that child back then? I guess now, I must have grown into a little boy with a sculpting of jade?"

Mu Yan's finger pressed on the Heavenly Demon Piano suddenly weighed.
Chapter completed!