Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Do not look up and down this masked ghost doctor. Because he couldn't see his face, he guessed how he was twenty years old from his words and deeds! But who knows, he said that he is only ten or fifteen?

At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder if it would be right to bet the black market's reputation this year.

Just as President Ke was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ling Mohan looked at Feng Jiuyi deeply because he knew that the other person recognized him and knew that he was the one who entered the hot spring that night. Man in black.

A middle-aged man walked over at a pace, squinting at the phoenix's phoenix, and then looking at the president of Ke: "Five?"

"Oh, Ke Kechang, you are here to find a baby who is still squeaky? Are you black market no longer? Have you invited such a small child to participate in the elixir? You are not afraid to take you The black market’s face is lost?”

President Ke heard this, his sharp eyes swept away with the majestic middle-aged man, and he was welcome: "We have nothing to do with the black market."

"Oh, your black market has been lost for three years, and I can understand the mood of President Ke."

The middle-aged man glanced at him with a provocative look. Then he pulled a young man of 18 or 9 years old and smiled at Ling Mohan. He said: "Ling Tutor, this is a child..."

His words were interrupted without saying anything.

Ling Mohan saw that he didn't look at the father and son. He only looked at Feng Jiu's body and said: "Little brother, the elixir has not started yet, is it better to walk with me?"

"Yes." She smiled and raised her mouth. She said to Ke Hui: "I will come back later than I will."

President Ke looked at Ling Mohan with amazement and looked at Feng Jiu. This should be said: "Well, let's go!"

Looking at them, the two of them went black and red and went to the top of the mountain. He was puzzled by his heart. Do these two people know each other?

"What is your relationship with the black market?"

Ling Mohan asked, looking at the short red boy, his brow wrinkled, no wonder he called his uncle, he stood with him, really like a child who has not grown up.

"As you can see, they asked me to help and help them get back first." She said casually, looking for a stone to sit down.

He sneaked into Gu Tan’s eyes and stared at him with an inquiry, asking: “Have I seen you before?”

Hearing this, Feng Jiu looked at him, and the look of Yingying with a smile was a bit of a joke: "Uncle, are you still wearing red pants?"

When the sound fell, his eyes stared at him like a wolf, and he smiled. "In fact, I also like red. You see, I am red."

When I heard this, Ling Mohan only felt a bit of aversion, especially when the other person’s eyes were staring at him like a wolf, and it was even more uncomfortable.

My heart is dark: This young boy should not have bad habits in that regard?

"Large Uncle? What happened to you?"

I don’t know when Feng Qi, who got up, came to him and asked almost anything to his chest.

"what are you doing!"

Lingmo colded his face and immediately stepped back a few steps.

"I didn't do anything!" she said innocently.

He stared at him with a sullen face, and the low voice showed a chilling lesson: "A man should have a man, like you, what kind of system!"