Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Seeing this scene, the fat man’s mouth was pumping and asked: “Would you be a kid to scare people?”

Perhaps in the bottom of my heart, he still does not quite believe that this young man’s cultivation will be stronger than that of the surname Li. After all, the other party is a monk-level monk, even if his cultivation is invisible to him, but the top is up. That is, the spiritist peak is a little higher than him!

What's more, if his strength is really strong, shouldn't he be as scared to sit on the ground like this?

"Hey!"

She made a squeaking action and looked around. This took up the two beasts and said: "This is really a good thing, not every World of Warcraft." She played with it. Two pieces of animal crystals then went into the space, and looked at the pile of things on the ground, with a big hand and a wave, all packed into the space.

Seeing this, the fat man looked at him strangely and felt that this person could not understand it.

You said that he is weak! But he can kill Chen Xuehai, who is the peak of the spirits, you said that he is strong! But why didn't he see the pride of the strong man in him? Instead, the nerves are eccentric.

"The things in him are given to you." Feng Jiu gestured, looking at the body of Chen Xuehai on the ground.

"Thank you." The fat man thanked the fist and closed the bag around his waist. He looked at the dead, and his heart was complicated.

I didn't expect a brother to do it, but it ended up like this.

"Take away." Feng Ji patted his shoulder and said.

The fat man should have a voice, and finally, the palm of the hand condenses a cluster of flames, burning his body into ashes, so as not to be torn by Warcraft.

In front of Feng Jiu looked back, the lips slightly hooked, the light flashed slightly, this fat man is a sentimental.

The two walked all the way forward. Under the leadership of Feng Jiu, the fat man was surprised to find that they did not encounter a formation. The identity of Feng Jiu, who could not help, became more and more curious.

"Xiaojiu, are you really a nebula student in the nebula?"

"I don't look like it?" She glanced at him and asked with a smile.

The fat man shook his head: "Unlike, your strength should be above me, and, no less than the big spirits!" His voice rang: "Although I have never been to the nebula, I know that. The strength of the nebula is definitely a top student."

"Hey!" She grinned, but didn't speak again.

The fat man saw his heart and knew that he didn't want to say it, and he didn't ask much more.

Until then, when there was a strong breath on the front, the two talents quickly stepped back and stopped.

"Hey! Strong spiritual fluctuations!" Seeing the spiritual fluctuations and swords in the air, the fat man exclaimed and meditated, saying: "The disciples and students who come in can't have such strength, I guess It is a villain or a cult."

Feng Jiu looked at the breath in the air, and the light shook slightly. "You are waiting for me here, I will go to the front to see." Then the red figure swept away and went forward, so fast. Fat people have no time to stop.

"Ha ha ha! The sects of the sects and the nebula are all blind, and they have sent the famous Zuo Yuangong's famous left-protection law to China as a martyr who is only at the spiritual level."

Seven or eight evil men around the middle-aged man with a beard pulling **** smiled and said: "But also, today's Xianghua is almost the same as the waste, otherwise we can't be here. I met you! Hahahaha!"

In the dark, Feng Jiu heard the sinister words and then shone.

Tianyuan Palace? Left guard?