Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"Why aren't you running?" The woman looked at him with a condescending gaze.    

    

This gaze was extremely familiar, just like when he looked at Wu Lai. She looked at those believers, as if she was going to take away the lives of those believers. It was an incomparably cold gaze, a gaze that didn't put any lives in his eyes.    

    

When Moonfang saw this gaze, it was as if his entire body was about to explode. He liked to use this kind of gaze to look at others. What kind of feeling was it when he held the power of life and death? He enjoyed it very much, but he hated it when others looked at him like that. This feeling of being controlled by someone's life and death was too uncomfortable for him.    

    

"I thought you would continue running. I quite like this game of Old Eagle catching chickens." The woman lightly said, and then she stretched out a finger.    

    

This finger touched Moonfang's shoulder.    

    

Boom!    

    

It was this light point, but it was as heavy as Mount Tai!    

    

The crescent moon's legs sank into the ground like a wooden stake, and then he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.    

    

The woman waved her hand, and the blood that sprayed out avoided her. A charming smile appeared on her face as she asked, "How is it? How do you feel? How does it feel to have everything in one's hands and be unable to resist? "    

    

The crescent moon stood there, unable to move. He felt as if all the bones in his body were going to fall apart. Celestial Stage was too powerful. Even he felt that he was only a layer of paper away from a Celestial Stage. As long as he could break through the paper window... But before he entered the legendary realm... This was the difference between heaven and earth.    

    

Just a tiny bit more and he would be able to enter the heaven and earth realm.    

    

"My Murong Yan's nephew is not someone anyone can touch. Initially, I didn't want to bully the weak with the strong. Unfortunately, you don't know how to appreciate favors." The woman stared at him and her smile slowly disappeared. Her tone was filled with killing intent.    

    

Murong Yan?    

    

A figure flashed across Moonfang's mind when he heard this name. He seemed to have some impression of this name.    

    

The next second, his pupils shrank. He looked at Murong Yan and stammered, "You... You are the woman from twenty years ago..."    

    

"Hmm? What did you say?" Murong Yan's eyes widened and her killing intent increased once again. The weeds in this area were all frozen in her killing intent and the occasional breeze in the surroundings also stopped at this moment.    

    

This area seemed to have been restricted by Murong Yan.    

    

Feeling this aura, Moonfang swallowed the words that he did not finish speaking. All the energy in its body was gathering, wanting to resist this murderous aura. However, the more it was like this, the more despair he felt. There was nothing he could do. There was nothing he could do. At this moment, he... He was as helpless as a baby who had just learned to speak.    

    

"Looks like you're definitely single. Don't you know that a woman's age is always a secret? Didn't anyone tell you not to easily expose a woman's age? Is it easy for me to maintain my youthful and beautiful appearance all these years? If you don't open the kettle, then bring it up!" As she spoke, Murong Yan raised her hand and gave Moonfang a slap.    

    

Slap!    

    

This solid slap directly stunned Moonfang. A few teeth flew out from his mouth. His mouth was full of blood and his eyes were filled with countless traces of blood.    

    

"It's been a long time since I've used my strength to beat someone up. You're very lucky. You're the first person in all these years that has ever interested me like this."