MTL - Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife-Chapter 1 Fengxing is alive

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Dashun Dynasty, Tianwu, twenty-one years.

On the night of the moon, there was a sudden thunder and thunder, and the roof of the palace was trembled with a few tremors, but there was no rain.

The Qintian Superintendent is rushing to the Qiankun Temple, and slamming in front of Tianwu Emperor: "The Emperor, the heavens move, the northwest direction... Fengxing is alive!"

Tianwu Emperor twitched with the hand of the tea pot: "Northwest..." The gaze was sent out along the half-open window. "Speaking, the child should be back."

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On a sunny day, the thunder was also blown up in a mountain raft on the northwestern border of Dashun, and the female corpse in the mass grave was directly blown up.

Feng Yuying struggled to sit up in the middle of a pile of corpses, and after a burst of his head, he finally woke up. Can blink, the full body of the dead again shocked her.

"I rely." She blinked, removed a person's head on her leg, and then smashed the environment. "Is it dead?"

She clearly remembers that the helicopter she was sitting on exploded and could not have a chance to survive at an absolute height. As a senior medical officer of the Marine Corps, she remained a clear-headed mind at the moment of death. Therefore, Feng Yuzhen is very sure that he has died.

Yes, it’s dead, dead and alive.

She stood up in the dead heap and moved her arms and legs. The next moment, a strange memory suddenly poured into her mind - Feng Yu, 12 years old, Dashun, the left-wing adult, the phoenix, the niece. Three years ago, a family of ancestors was convicted of being ridiculed, and his father was afraid of being implicated. The grandmother of the grandmother smashed his mother Yao’s house and then rehabilitated Fu’s mother.

This is not finished, but then, I don’t know where to come out of a fortune-telling bastard, pointing to Feng Yuxi’s saying: "This girl’s life is like a scorpion. If you stay in the government, you will have a day in the morning and evening. The house is broken."

Therefore, the grandmother veteran waved, Feng Yu, Yao, and his brother, Xiao Zirui, who was just three years old, were sent to the remote northwest mountain village to survive.

"I am tired." Just like watching the movie replay and reviewing the life of the original master, Feng Yuxi had to accept a reality: "Through!"

Different eras, different ages, different life experiences, different appearances, the only ones with the same name, only one name.

"Don't worry!" She patted her right hand with her left hand and said comfortably: "I know your grievances. Since I am here, I will not let those who have bullied you better. Feng Feng, right, this account. I will do a good job for you!"

Suddenly a soft sigh came from the brain, and then a girl’s voice floated, only one sentence: “Thank you.” Her nerves trembled as if something had drifted away.

Feng Yu licked his lips and smiled. It seems that the original owner of this body died very unwillingly. He was willing to leave when she heard her promise. But... there is such a sly, there is such a family of so-called relatives, it is the hate!

She has always been a very committed person. Since it occupies the body of others, then this hatred is naturally reported.

Feng Yuqi patted the dirty cloth of the dirty Bala, took a few dead people to climb out of the mass grave, and did not wait to observe the terrain, they heard a whistle came over -

"The drunken house that Shantou sells to Fucheng can get at least fifty-two dollars. If you want to make this sale, don't say to the dog, it's enough to ask for two small ones."

"The beauty you want! Dare to be small, I fight to go to the prison with you and tell the story to the door!"

"I have done it, I will casually say that you have so much nonsense!"

Feng Yu's eyebrows hit a knot, and the memory of the original master rolled again. The mother was seriously ill. She went to the nearby mountains to collect herbs and was suddenly stunned. After fainting, I glanced at it. The man who had not yet had time to put down the stick was Wang Shugen, the man of the village’s head.

At eight o'clock in the direction, Feng Yu's ability to discern the position is accurate. As the sound gets closer and closer, her cat is waisted and quickly looks around. She is allowed to drill in a dense mountain seam.

Now, when it’s not a slap in the face, Feng Yu’s work is never too big. Now, just come to this place, except for the memory that the original owner has intermittently emerged, nothing else. Coupled with this 12-year-old small body, thin arms and thin legs, she is not stupid enough to go with two ready-made adults.

Just hiding, I saw the couple holding a torch and touching the grave. Feng Yuying stared at it for a while and determined the identity of the other party. It was Wang Shugen and his wife, Xu.

After the two men turned around and found a pass without gain, Xu first rushed: "No! It is obviously thrown in this place, man?"

Wang Shugen slammed his feet: "Isn't that ran?"

"Impossible! The weight of the medicine is enough for her to sleep for two days and two nights. How can I wake up that night!"

Wang Shugen was in a hurry: "Where do you say people go?"

Xu also eagerly anxiously: "What is the use of you with me! After the people are stunned, the tricks that are given to her together, you are blind, how lazy I am alone!"

Wang Shugen said nothing, sullenly bowed his head and did not give up the body, and Xu continued to find it.

Feng Yuying contacted the memory of the original master, and finally figured out this thing.

The two darings are to stun the original master and then administer the drug, and then deposit it in the burial pit. When the night is quiet, then pull it out and pull it to the state to sell the money.

Feng Yu consciously touched his cheeks. So, the original master is not bad?

Stretched his hand and pulled a gravel on the ground. Feng Yu picked up his lips and hanged his evil smile. Suddenly his finger flicked, and a stone flew past Xu’s head.

Just listen to the woman screaming "ah", followed by a sentence: "Who? Who beat me?"

Wang Shugen stopped to look back at her: "Which?"

"Yes! Someone just hit my head."

Just saying, another stone is flying, this time the goal is Wang Shugen's eyebrows.

"Ah!" The man also yelled, but he hadn't waited for him to finish, and the pain of the second and third was passed from all over the body.

The two were scared, and the torch in their hands fell to the ground, burning the body, and burning it quickly.

"Come on!" Finally, Wang Shugen was still a bit sensible, and Xu, who was sitting on the ground, climbed outside the pit.

Unfortunately, it was hard to climb up, and suddenly there was a pain in the leg and it rolled down again. Xu's obese body rolled like a ball in a pit, stained with flames, and soon burned her clothes.

Wang Shugen didn't have a good time to go. The clothes were burnt seven or eighty-eight, the blood was seen on the legs, and the left face was burned with a large piece of meat.

Feng Yuyu threw out the last stone, patted the ash on his hand, and no longer took care of the two people who had struggled to climb out of the pit.

On the first day, I still don’t want to make a good life, not auspicious.

Seeing that the two men ran away, the fire in the burial pit was still burning. Feng Yu’s hands crossed for the place and worshipped. “The dust is dusty, the soil is returned to the earth, and burning is better than throwing a dead wilderness.”

"Oh." Suddenly, not far from behind, there was a scorn, and Feng Yu’s stunned hair was erected. It wasn’t afraid, it’s just an accident to catch the oriole, and she didn’t even find it.

I think her 21st century Chinese and Western medicine double sacred hand, from the age of 12, he followed his grandfather in the military camp, followed the troops with special training, the wind and rain have never retreated, and he has already trained a few times more acute than ordinary people, and A hard work. At the age of 18, she was on the operating table. At the age of 25, she is already a senior medical officer of the Marine Corps. If she is 28 years old, she will not die... Cheng will be even bigger.

Unwilling to think more about the past, Feng Yu turned and walked in the direction of the sound.

A man, or can only be said to be a young man, about 20 years old, dark purple robes, long hair bundled, face like a knife, a pair of eyes shining on the cold star, sharp as a prey on the falcon. A purple lotus flower pattern with a small nail size at the eyebrows adds a few demon to the original face that is so beautiful.

just……

Feng Yu frowned and frowned, sucking his nose twice, and the smell of blood was filled. She looked down subconsciously, only to see the man sitting on the grass mat, his legs stretched out, and his knees began to be stained with blood.

"Who are you?" she asked with vigilance. According to the current situation, this man is not a threat to her. She is a doctor. The situation of these legs is not too bad to see and hurts. At least it is impossible to stand up at the moment.

Listening to her question, the man was cold again, but did not answer. Just when it’s cold, the gently swelled lips make this face a bit fascinating.

Feng Yuqi made a chill in the air. This man is also born with extravagance and flirtatiousness. Even if his face is white, his forehead is sweaty, and his legs are sowless, and he does not affect the gas field at all.

"If you see enough, go out." The man leaned against the rock wall and opened his mouth. He didn't ignore the look of the wilderness of the mountain.

Feng Yu’s cockroach is so annoying. Why do he let him go out?

Simply went two steps in the middle, and also found a grasshopper sitting down. "Mountain is your home? The seam is your home? I can't leave, how can you take me?"

After that, I seemed to think of something. I looked at it and looked at it. I suddenly said, "Hey! It’s not just me who wants to go now, you have to go!" She pointed to the fire that was burning in the mass grave. This burning method, this place will soon be ruined."

The man also turned his head. At first glance, his face was white and his eyebrows were twisted into knots. The purple lotus was tightened and made people look flustered.

"Forget it." Feng Yuxi felt that he had no resistance to such a man. Before she got up, she went to the man. "I will help you, can you barely move?"

The man looked at her up and down. The girl was in her early tens. She was thin and almost smashed. Although the stone was beautifully played, it was also a trick, so that she could hold her weight. It is difficult.

"You are talking!" Feng Yuyu fanned his hand on the nose. "The fire is not burning, but don't you think the taste is getting heavier? This mountain seam just meets the wind, we are Smell the smell of roasting corpses! Grilled meat! Bake..."