Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiu’s other hand was intriguing, and the two glasses were not lifted and the two glasses were lightly placed on the table. Her eyes stared at the man and smiled. “You are worthless.”

The man was slightly stiff, his chin was slightly raised by the dagger in his throat, and his gaze looked up at the dazzling red-haired boy in front of his eyes. Although his face was not visible, his heart was slightly shaken.

He is very clear about his own skill, but this boy, his strength is still above him, he raised his hand, he will be subdued, and the one that is against his neck is his own dagger.

The brave men who stood up and stared at the two men, each looking different. Originally, some of them wanted to start, and they saw that the teenagers had subdued their bosses in three or two.

They are also the people of the Great Master class. How about the young man's skill, watching him kill one person in the blink of an eye, and then to the uniform of their boss today, already know that his strength is set above the Great Master.

However, above the Great Master is a foundation-based monk. Is this young boy a foundation-based monk?

Feng Jiu took back his hand and sat down on his robes. The slender, white fingers tapped on the table: "Pour the wine."

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She licked her hand and motioned him to sit down, and the light fell on the man in front of him on one knee.

Bai Xiao smashed, squatted down, and sat down on the side of the gauge. He stared at Feng Jiu. He suddenly felt that Feng Ji’s sometimes exhaled breath was very impressive, and people could not help but be free. Obeying and disobeying, the kind of pressure, the kind of momentum, he only saw it in his ancestors.

The man stared at Feng Jiu for a while, then he stood up and put the dagger in his arms. He took the jar and drunk the wine for the boy.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding big men frowned one by one, but they didn’t open their mouths. They just stared at them and watched the red boy sitting at the table. Their boss stood by, when the boy finished drinking. After the wine in the cup, he poured another cup for him.

Until a voice came, the talents turned their eyes to the sound.

"Come on, roast wild boar."

The two big men carried a whole roast pig up, tied with trees, and placed on the table, the two said to the man: "Boss, this wild boar is very tender, or the mountain is baked with special techniques. The taste of the hind legs is aggravated, and it smells more fragrant, but we know that the boss's taste is too light, and we have less seasoning on the front legs and the taste is lighter."

Upon hearing this, the name of the big man was slightly moving, staring at the roasting wild boar and glanced at it. He then looked away.

When the man heard this, he looked up at Feng Jiuyi and saw that he was drinking wine in his glass. His face was slightly red, and there was a trace of blur in his eyes. It seemed that he was drinking too much and he didn’t seem to listen. To the words of the two men, a glass of wine was consumed and a shout was poured.

Aside from the side, Bai Xiao pulled the sleeves of Feng Jiu: "Don't drink too much, it's not good to be drunk." His eyes looked at the big men who looked at them like a wolf, and they were under the heart. Some worried.

"Well, I won't drink too much, just the barbecue is coming. Come and cut two pieces to taste."

Feng Jiu put down the glass and shouted, and went to smell it: "Well, it tastes good, very sweet."