Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

However, his strength was better, and he quickly stabilized. Looking at the chaotic hall, his eyes fell on his nephew, but he asked Pan Ning: "Pan Ning, this is the end." What is going on? What is this thing? And what about... How did it happen?"

That smeared the ghosts floating in the corners, some dressed in white, with long hair, pale and godless, some hanging down, not seeing the face, making a faint voice, that scene, Rao is him Such a person who does not believe in evil spirits has seen it, and his heart has not jumped.

In this world, there are really ghosts!

"Don't you still scatter? Do you want me to beat you away!" The child snorted with a cold voice, and the spiritual power of his body accompanied the pressure. The ghosts who were still unwilling to leave immediately screamed. The next moment disappeared into the temple.

As the ghosts dissipated, the cold atmosphere in the temple eased a few points.

When Pan Ning and others saw this, they couldn’t help but sigh with relief. After a while, Pan Ning simply explained: “Wu, the so-called immortal who is invited to the palace is a demon, he is attached to the holy I have had previous things on my body."

"I didn't expect that there was a demon in this world, or a golden demon." Qi Bohou also guessed some faintly, looking at the huge gold plaque **** by the silver net on the ground, the twilight of the twilight.

That silver net seems to be a baby, and can detain this demon, this Xuanyuan about ten years old is really not simple!

"Little fairy, the saint is possessed by the demon, will there be anything?" The old man has been calling the emperor, and he could not help but worry.

"I was sucked up a few mouthfuls of essence, and I couldn't die." The nephew said, just wanting to ask the gold plaque, and where it came from, he was called by Pan Ning.

"Well, can you wake up the Holy Spirit first? If he doesn't wake up, this thing will not be round."

Hearing the words, he squatted his feet and looked at Mu Xi. He said, "Hey, let's wake him up."

"it is good."

Mu Yan should be, the small face of the stretched calm, he stepped forward and came to the front of the dragon chair, and gathered a little spiritual power into the emperor's eyebrows. After a while, he saw the emperor faintly woke up. .

"St. Up!" The old man saw this, and this time he let go of his heart. The grateful emperor went to the ceremony: "Thank you for the little fairy."

"How was it just..." The emperor groaned, and some did not think about the matter just now. He only felt that he was very weak and he had some strength in his speech.

The old man whispered his side to say something about him.

"Small donor, how should this monster be handled?" The host asked to ask the child, worried that if he let him escape, he would go around.

The nephew did not speak, but just came to the golden urn and asked coldly, "Where did you come to this mortal world?"

Of course, the golden cymbal was silent, but staring at him with hatred.

Seeing this, the child’s palm turned, and a sword slammed into the golden scorpion’s leg that had not been cut off: “Say!” The sharp sword pierced, and a green blood leaked out, a miserable The cry also overflowed from the golden mouth.

"what!"

"Don't say it!" The child pulled out the sword and prepared to stab again. The indifferent look, cold eyes, even Qibo, who was on the side, could not help but be surprised.

"Say, I said, I said!"