Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Wen Yan, Feng Jiu's lips smiled: "Although I met my sister tonight, but I have known each other for a long time. From the perspective of my sister's temperament, I must not be a Qing Tengguo person. I only chatted with my sister for a while, but I can know. My sister originally wanted this Qingfeng sword to be a moment of interest. I dared to push the Qingfeng sword to my sister. I believe that my sister will not take it away."

After hearing this, Wan Yan Qianhua chuckled: "I see you are a good person, my few brothers, but you are so elf and weird."

"Then I will tell my sister again, although I like to dress up as a man, but it is not a man, but a daughter." She blinked at her and said slyly.

After listening to this, Wan Yan Qianhua really stunned: "Ah? Female? Your chest?" During the conversation, the eyes squinted on her bare chest, and looked strange: "So Unexpected?"

Feng Jiu mouth twitched slightly, and saw that Xiang Hua and Du Fan were a little embarrassed and bowed their heads. She coughed aloud: "Of course, it is better than your sister."

"Oh, huh, that is."

She covered her red lips and chuckled, but only lit a Qingfeng sword and looked at it without looking at it. Instead, she pushed it back to her: "Put it up! Qingfeng sword is both an ancient sword, not what it is. Everyone can get it, you can get the Qingfeng sword, naturally it has to recognize the Lord, I will not play the idea of ​​this sword, because I found that you are more interesting than this sword."

When she heard the words, she snorted and smiled softly: "The first time someone took me over the sword, I really don't know if I should cry or laugh."

"This means that your charm is bigger than the ancient sword. You should of course laugh." She sat up straight, lifted the jug and poured two glasses of wine, saying: "Today, your sister, I am sure."

Seeing this, Feng Jiu smiled and picked up the glass: "Sister, this cup, I respect you." He said, look up and drink.

"Good." End Yan Qianhua also smiled and raised the cup: "This cup of wine is drunk, and later you can be my sister who finished Yan Qianhua." It is also a drink.

Except for the one that was so slumbering and the same as the pig, the awake Xianghua and Du Fan had somehow said this scene.

I thought it would be a fierce battle, who knows that in the end it will become a device of worship.

"To the nine sisters, those 20 people have been hung up! You have the Qingfeng sword, they also said it, in exchange for vitality, for this betrayal of the betrayal, I originally wanted to pack one Don't let them die too easily. Since you are here, or are you going to solve them?"

"They are still alive?" Looking to the surprise of China, Feng Fengji: "The son..."

Feng Jiu brows slightly wrinkled, and looked at China: "To China, don't forget your identity, do you think I can treat them well?"

Hearing the words, the body is stiff, is it! They betrayed the son, and told the story of Qingfeng sword for survival. This is already a death sin. How can he ask the master to save them?

"For those who betrayed and sold, I have never been merciless, my sister, how to deal with it, how to deal with it." She looked at Yan Qianhua.

Seeing this, she chuckled and said lightly: "This is simple, my sneaky ghosts are collecting tens of thousands of ghosts, then add them to twenty more ghosts. I am coming."