Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The people on their side have not started, then, can only say that this is the hands and feet of this Feng Xiao brother? When did he move his hands and feet? Didn’t they notice that they were following him?

At this point, one heart burst into a wave of shock and shock. Fortunately, he is not malicious to them, or else, he may not know when he will start with them.

The old man in the gray coat whispered: "What kind of medicine can put down the Feixian monk? It is still colorless and tasteless? Unbelievable, incredible..."

He is a healer. Naturally, it is easy to use a medicine to lay down a general monk, but the stronger the person, even if it is used, it is not useful. Moreover, if there is any smell, it will be easy and strong. Feel it.

Even he, in this air, did not smell any medicine. If it weren’t for those who fell down one by one, he couldn’t believe it. Someone could use medicine to lay down these strengths that can’t be stunned...

"Well? Still not falling?"

Feng Jiu slowly stepped forward and saw some monks who were unable to fall down on the ground, but some were still holding on, and they smiled at each other's eyes, reaching out and taking out a bag of white medicine from the sleeves: Then I will give you some more!"

Talk, open the pack of powder, the sleeves wave, the white powder will spread out, sprinkle on the scattered door, see the Lujia people all the mouth straight, for a long time can not say a word .

It turns out that it can be like this...

"Cough..."

Even if they wanted to hold their breath, the powder spilled on the body, and the pungent feeling suddenly made them cough up, and then they fell down one by one.

Feng Jiu’s sleeves waved, and a light breeze passed, spreading the smell of the medicine. Only then did he look at the white tiger lying next to the tree. She did not hurry to go forward, just staring at its eyes. After a while, this asked: "Would you like me to help you bandage the wound?"

She asked as she stepped forward. And Lu, who saw her move, quickly stopped: "Feng Xiao Brothers can't!"

Feng Jiu stopped his steps and looked back. It seemed to be somewhat puzzled. He asked in confusion: "Why not?"

Lu Lao did not go forward, but walked out from the middle of the protection circle, looked at the white tiger who was alert and said: "White tiger is fierce, not comparable to the general tiger, not close to life, if you approach it I am afraid I will attack you."

"Oh, it’s like this!" Feng Jiu smiled, but said again: "But it doesn't matter, it has no strength." Then he went forward and came to the white tiger: "The Holy Spirit is already open, you know I am not malicious? Look at your wounds, I will help you bandage."

The white tiger stared at Feng Jiu and looked at it. He snorted lowly, but he turned over and directly illuminated his belly in front of Feng Jiu’s eyes. A pair of tiger eyes stared at her, and there was a pleading in his eyes.

The Lujia people were so dumbfounded that they saw that the white tiger, who had never been close to life, turned over, and his limbs were facing up with his belly lying flat. This scene, how to look at it, how strange, even, some incredible.

"Tummy? Are you going to be born?" Feng Ji asked softly, and stretched out a hand and placed it on the belly of the white tiger. He felt the kick of a small life inside, and could not help but reveal a soft smile, just under For a moment, the smile on her face converges.