Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Just above this sky, among the white clouds, a white old man is sitting in a frisbee with his hands on his knees. He closes his eyes and looks like he is meditating and rests.

However, the external knowledge of the outside listened to the voices of the people below, and faintly heard. Among the cluttered voices, there seemed to be children's cry for help and the screams of the tiger.

Listening to this voice, he slowly opened his eyes and calculated it with a slap in the face, then looked down.

Through the clouds, I saw a small three-year-old baby in the grove below, crying on the branches of a big tree, crying for help, and under the tree, a seven-year-old boy was bloody. While avoiding the bite of the tiger, he tried to stab the tiger with the dagger in his hand.

However, the little boy is weak and weak, and he can't kill the tiger. He sees the child being slammed by the tiger. The little body flies a few meters away and stuns and stuns. He is going to bite and faint. When the little boy used to, the little baby on the tree stopped crying and took off his boots and slammed into the tiger. Unexpectedly, it caught the attention of the tiger.

"Roar!"

The tiger slammed and slammed into the front, and slammed into the tree with a tiger. In an instant, I saw the little baby holding the branch screaming, and the whole man fell down.

"what!"

Xiaofeng night stunned his eyes with his hands, and he cried. He was afraid of being eaten by the tiger. He was afraid of dead bones. Maybe the tiger would eat even his bones. There is no bone left.

However, in panic and fear, he closed his eyes without feeling the pain of hitting the ground, and the pain of being bitten by the tiger's mouth and teeth. Instead, he heard a scream of a beast.

"never mind."

The old and sly voice was introduced into the ear, let Xiaofeng’s heart squint, and the small hand that squinted his eyes slowly removed the small slit. Through the small fingers, he saw the old white-haired white-browed eyebrows in front of him. grandfather.

"God Grandpa! You must be a **** grandfather!"

The little guy surprises and takes a small hand, only to find that his whole body is suspended in the air, and slowly descends in the hands of the fairy grandfather.

When I heard Xiaofeng night, the old man smiled with a beard and smiled. It seemed very pleasant. He flew from the air, came to the ground and got up and went to the side of Zhao Yang to see the injury on his body.

"God grandfather, how about Yangyang? Yangyang will die?" Xiaofeng night worried.

The old man caressed his beard and smiled and shook his head: "He won't die. This is the number of robberies you should have, and it's your chance."

He took out a medicinal herb and stuffed it into Zhao Yang's mouth. When he explored his breath, he had a strange look in his eyes: "This physique is a rare cultivator who has a rare encounter in a hundred years."

Xiaofeng couldn't understand and looked at him with a squint. He saw his face and his sly grandfather touched his head, then placed his hand on top of his head. I didn't know what he did, he listened to his voice. With a sentimental sentiment.

"It seems that you are undoubtedly."

The old-fashioned loving eyes fell on the two of them, and smiled: "Let me go!" The sound fell, and a wave of dust, Zhao Yang lying on the ground was moved to the frisbee.

"God grandfather, where are you going to take us?" Xiaofeng night stood still.