Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The people around them were only listening to the sound of the ground. When the obese woman sat heavily on the stomach of the tall and thin man, it felt the ground shaking.

"puff!"

The tall and thin man didn't scream, because he couldn't even scream. When he was sitting on the stomach by the obese woman, he just spit out the foam in his mouth, his face became pale, and even a little sound. Can't send it out.

Also, he is at most 90 pounds, and the obese thirty-something woman is almost two hundred kilograms. This pure weight can make people half dead, let alone sit still. The foaming at the mouth is already light.

Not far from Ye Jing, she saw a small mouth slightly, and her face was astonished and wrong, until Feng Jiu came to her side, and she could not slow down.

"How? I don't need to even pick up the hands of myself, and I am venting, but I also save energy."

Feng Jiuguang smiled, his chin was light, and the beautiful face exudes a dazzling and flying look. The whole person seems to be so glorious and sultry, attracting the attention of some young women around her for a long time. Take back.

"call out!"

The sound of a cold weapon suddenly struck, and the sound was not prominent in the lively streets. Even, it can be said that the fierce air current was almost covered by the buzzing sound on the street.

Because Ye Jing heard the words of Feng Jiu, she could not help but smile. The original low mood was also pleasant to see the high-skinned man getting a lesson. When she was about to speak, she saw a smug look of Feng Jiu suddenly. A change, not waiting for her to ask, not waiting for her reaction, the whole person was slammed to the right by her.

"Hey! Hey!"

The fierce air current slammed through, and the slamming shot fell on the main pillar of the shop behind Feng Jiu. Seeing this scene, Ye Jing's look is also a change, and I am afraid of it.

She didn't even hear the voice, and she didn't notice it. If Feng Jiu took her away, the cold weapon would be shot on Feng Jiu.

The smile on his face was raised, and the face of Feng Jiuqing was cold with a cold face. She swept the sleeved arrow nailed to the pillar and said to Ye Jingdao: "Man is coming to me. You go back to college first."

My heart is thinking: Who is it? Who is moving her hand? The sleeve arrow is only to test her reaction, not to her life, because she can be sure that the strength of the person who shoots the sleeve arrow is at least the Jindan monk, but the strength of the sleeve arrow is only 30%.

At this moment, twelve black men plucked from the dark, eight of them armed with long swords, cold and murderous, murderous, sharp and chilly eyes fell on the red phoenix .

As soon as they appeared, the murderous murderous smashed the whole street, the powerful pressure instantly solidified the air, the strong man was on the scene, the pressure of the death breath shook, and everyone was screaming and screaming. Take the climb and escape to a safe place to escape.

"Eight Jindan monks, four Yuan Yingqiang, a big hand!" She snorted, her eyes falling on the twelve people, while pushing the stunned Ye Jing behind her.

"Come on!" She whispered, and if she knew that she would meet with the ambush, she would not bring Ye Jing out.

"Feng, Fengjiu..." Under the powerful pressure, Ye Jing's legs Microsoft, his face pale.