Chapter 1211 Patriarch Yan who is so sad that there is no muscle

"You took the task of the royal family, and then the communication was suddenly interrupted. I guess something happened and you looked everywhere. Until Xiaoqi turned on the coordinate machine, and when I led people to find the past, you lost most of your mental power and your physical condition was not very good. Evian Yege led someone to chase you down, and you had a battle with him, remember?"

  Yunkuo gently pressed his fingers on the top of Yan Tao's head, and his voice was elegant and indifferent.

  The boy's picturesque brows were lightly frowned, he felt his body, and raised his arms in disgust, "So, I am a weak chicken that even Evian Yege can't beat?"

  She reached out and squeezed the soft flesh on her arm, and began to sink into sad thoughts.

  How miserable is she to fall to this level?

   Cloud wide and slowly returned to his seat, Yuan Shan raised his eyebrows lightly, "Relax, everyone who knows about this is scared by me to seal the password. Those who won't obey the order are all dead."

  Master Yunkuo Liangliang said, "It will not damage the reputation of the S-class fighter."

   "Xiao Kuo Kuo, you really know me too well."

  A bright smile bloomed on the handsome face of the young boy, his thin lips were evil, and his arms opened, "Come, hold one. To celebrate our long-lost meeting."

  Cloudy...

   "We have seen each other for a long time."

   Yun Kuo glanced at the pale youth, “You have overdrawn your mental energy. You can’t use any strength to do anything with others while you are recuperating.”

   Yan Tao was a little unhappy, "No, Evian's **** cheated me, I haven't asked him to settle the account yet."

   "A small fleet of the Evian family was destroyed by you, and Evian Yege is dead and clean. You have already paid most of your account, so you can temporarily delay it."

  The young man lowered his head slightly, pressing his temples with slender jade-like fingers, and his words were three-pointers at a loss, "Why don't I remember? Yunkuo, what's the matter?"

   "It may be that mental power is overdrawn and the memory disorder is caused. When I picked you up, you had been on the edge of the planet for a long time. I didn't know the specifics, but I rushed over."

  Yunkuo said half-truth and half-false.

"Yes?"

   Yantao raised her brows, she trusted Yunkuo very much.

  At this moment, as soon as she used her brain, her temples hurt suddenly, her head was tumbling in confusion, Yan Tao frowned, and she was extremely irritated by the sequelae.

   "Tru——"

   "Tuk Tuk——"

   "Marshal, the military doctor is here."

  Yuan Jing stood outside the door and knocked respectfully.

   Yan Tao leaned back on the bed, "Come in."

  Mullu, carrying the box, followed by five military doctors, gathered at Yan Tao’s bed.

  Young Master Yan moved into the bed with disgust, "Why are there so many people here? What about the monkeys in a group?"

  The military doctors froze in mid-air, and Muluru put down the medicine box in embarrassment, and said dryly, "Marshal, you are so humorous."

   Yantao waved impatiently.

   "There are so many people in the military doctor's room. They all came to me, and others didn't watch it?"

   "I can't die, Mululu stays, and the rest are gone."

  The military doctors are very wronged: Master Marshal is indeed hanging by a thread, and the rhythm is about to die. They are finally saved, but they can't make a confession!

   Yunkuo smiled softly, his voice as if the breeze passed, "They are worried about you too."

   "Let's do this, Mululu stay with Yizhi, and the rest will go back."

  The military doctors looked worriedly at the young marshal who was obviously very poor, and saw that she was full of disgust, so they could only turn around and leave.

  (End of this chapter)