Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Although her strange attack moves are quite lethal, but the double fist is difficult to match four hands, if she can't cope, it will help her!

When those people swarmed up, Song Mier also took the pan and greeted him. Although the person was petite, her strength was not small, and the combat power was not covered. Especially the pan in her hand, the guards had to retreat three. Minute.

When Feng Jiu came to the West Street, he saw the place where many people were surrounded. He couldn’t get in front of it, so he walked down the second floor of a tea house on the street and called a pot of tea. Drinking.

Feng Jiuyi was close to this side, swallowing the cloud and perceiving her breath. Looking up and looking around, I saw the owner sitting on the second floor of the tea house leaning against the fence.

Feng Jiu glanced at the swallowing cloud, smiled and made a look at it.

Swallowing this, I looked at Song Mier to deal with the ten guards. This look is also very strange. I thought that she might not be able to fight so many guards. I didn’t expect to deal with it. More than enough.

On the second floor, Feng Jiu, while drinking tea, looked at the fight below. When he saw that Song Mier’s attacking style was entirely a mode of cooking, he could not help but laugh.

She does not know that there is such a martial arts skill? And looking at her technique, it is not a general fire.

In her opinion, Song Mier did not take those people as opponents, but saw them as a kind of dish. I don't know how she practiced it. The skill is really good. None of the eleven people is her opponent.

She took a sip of tea and saw the middle-aged man's hand fretting. There seemed to be something slipping through the sleeves. The next moment, a hidden weapon hit Songmi.

Feng Jiu's hand bombed a stream of air, and shot down the hidden weapon that hit Song Mier. At the same time, his hand swelled, and a few drops of tea flew out and instantly condensed into ice and attacked the limbs of the middle-aged man.

"Oh!"

A scream, I saw the middle-aged man twitching, then fell down, his lips twitching, his body chilling, after a while, a face like a frost covered with frost, even eyebrows Also frozen into ice.

"Wei Ye!"

The guards who were knocked down to the ground saw the middle-aged man look like a surprise, and quickly came to his side to help him.

"Fast! Send Wei Ye back!"

The guards shouted nervously, and they refused to fight again. They lifted the people back and went straight to the Wei family.

"Hey! I thought I was a soft persimmon? I dare to bully me, have you asked me about my pan?" Song Mier snorted, his chin swelled, showing a smug smile, and licking his hand in a lethal manner. Pan.

Swallowed the clouds and walked up to her side and stepped on her feet with her claws.

"What's wrong?" Song Mier asked, looking down at the fat pets at the feet.

Guan Yun looked at the second floor of the tea house and ran to the second floor.

Song Mier looked up and saw Feng Qiu, who was in the red dress, sitting on the second floor. The tea in her hand was smiling at her. Seeing this, she could not help but scream.

"Sister is back!" Happy to follow the swallowing cloud to the second floor, went to the table at the second floor and sat down, looking at Feng Jiu, said: "Sister, when did you come back? How is it here? ?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "I have just arrived for a while, I heard that you are here to fight with people, come over and see."