Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

However, the god-like man of that day looked as if he had never looked at it, as if he couldn’t see the tempting spring. He looked at her calmly for a while, then he regained his gaze and lay his eyes on the bed. On the woman.

Two identical faces, one is a person, the other is a soul, but it is differentiated by one person. Just why her soul can't get back to the body?

So he reached out and grabbed her hand and checked it carefully.

At this time, I felt interesting and fascinated, and her body fluttered. She floated and fluttered to the side of Xiaoyaojun. She stood as if she was soft and boneless and put her hand on his shoulder. The whole person was soft. Leaning on him.

"Hey? I can actually meet you?" I thought it would penetrate the past, but I could touch him if I didn't expect it, which made her a bit strange.

She has no physical body now, just a soul. It is reasonable to say that she can't touch people. I didn't expect to meet him. Is there anything special about this person?

Unable, he looked at him with a slight side. However, she was half-reliant on her, but she was lightly fluttered by him. The whole body flew up and fell back on the soft couch without waiting for her to speak. The unique sound of the Qing dynasty passed over.

"A restless ghost."

Wan Yan Qian Hua heard a sneer out loudly: "Who said that I am a ghost? I am just a soul." She said, she was beautiful, and asked: "Happy, how can I not return my body?"

"You are the person who finished the family?" He got up and turned and took his hand to the soft couch, stopping in front of Yan Qianhua.

In the absence of self-reporting, was he actually seen through him? After Yan Yanqian’s eyes flashed, she smiled and smiled: “Yuyao Jun is really smart, but he guessed it.” She said, she got up from the soft couch, and she stood in front of him with a little laziness, but it was Solemnly gave him a ritual.

"End Yan Qianhua thank you for your help."

She knew that if he did not save her, she would not be able to live at this time. Well, although it seems to be half-dead, it doesn't work.

Jun looked at her, her eyes were calm and waveless, her look was cold and indifferent, and she didn't know what she was thinking. For a long time, she turned and walked away without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wan Yan Qian Hua quickly followed, the fluttering body flew to his side, because she was worried that the soul is not stable, she will be blown away by the wind, then stretched his sleeve.

The gentleman who walked out of the house had a hard time, and half of the head smashed the transparent hand on the sleeve, and then slowly looked up, and the sight fell on the face of Yan Qianhua.

"Let go." The sound was flat and there was no ups and downs.

"I am bored here. I am going out to see you. If you don't pull your sleeves, I am afraid that I will be blown away by the wind."

She said, looking at him with a smile, as if he didn't see his cold face, smiled: "You can rest assured! Others can't see me."

However, Jun did not give her the opportunity to pull, he sleeved a sleeve, directly sent Yan Qianhua back to the bamboo house, and he left.

After seeing this, Qian Yanqian saw this and lay back in the soft couch. She was beautiful and half-shouldered, and she evoked a glimpse of her hair and revealed a touch of laughter: "Just absolutely? The happy swordsman of the happy party is really interesting."