Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Pan Ning’s heart sank and still bowed his head and respectfully said: “Chen Chen did not know their origins. When the ministers brought them back, they only took them home because they saw that they had been robbed and there were no adults around them. Chen, I dare not have a little bit of deception."

Seeing this, Sheng Shang licked his lips and glanced at him. He turned his gaze to the little girl wearing a pink dress and said, "Before, you said that you are Xuanyuan Mu?"

"Yeah." The nephew nodded.

"What is your parents calling?"

A pair of beautiful eyes turned around, and the eyes were filled with agile brilliance. The smile said: "I am called Xuanyuan Moze, my mother is called Feng Jiu."

Listening to the little girl's words, St. slowed down and asked, "Where are they now?"

"I don't know! We forgot how to go home." The soft voice of the child said.

"Then you..." He was about to ask again, and he saw the **** who had recently withdrawn and rushed in with excitement.

"Sacred, great, holy, great!"

The Holy One, who was about to be angry, heard this and went to the dragon chair. He asked, "Where is it from here?"

"Returning to the Holy Spirit, the immortal has come to the palace. Now it is coming to the temple. Is the holy man going to see it now? Or..."

"You say immortal?"

Originally on the dragon chair, the face of Sheng on the face, a fierce standing up, his face is difficult to cover the excitement and ask: "Where is the immortal? Please come in!" He thought about it, depressed the joy of his heart. I sat down again and looked at a few people in the temple. I waved, "Oh, let's go back first, go outside and wait for you, and you will have to ask you if you have a word."

In his view, even if the three children seek a spiritual sign, it is not as exciting as a fairy immigrant.

Panning quickly responded with a slap in the middle of the hall. At this time, a man wearing a wide robes and goatee was on the lookout and saw Muxi and Muxi. When the three children were stunned, their eyes lit up, and the pace of their feet could not help. He stared at them and they looked at them, and the breathing was even heavy.

The other's gaze with inexplicable burning, it is difficult for the three of them to think about it. The three of them looked at the man. The two little ones were nothing, just frowning, the delicate little face with no Hi, and when the child saw the person, it was a cold face, and there was a trace of murder in his eyes.

Because he perceives the breath of the other person, it is not a cultivator, but a demon.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Pan Ning saw him stop, his cold eyes staring at the immortal, could not help but whisper.

I watched the man being brought in by the **** and disappeared into sight. He said this: "This is not the place to talk."

Pan Ning nodded. There are so many ears in this palace. It is definitely not the place to talk. It is just that the Holy One let them wait outside and they can't go far.

"Amitabha, a few donors."

The voice of the host came, and a few people looked at it and saw him and the one who stood still and looked at them.

Seeing this, Pan Ning took them to the past and waited for him to talk. The host apologized and looked at the three of the children. "Three donors, we brought trouble to the three." He was very It’s a pity that things are going to happen in this way, and they are already unable to cover up.

Mu Yan glanced coldly and swept two people.