Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Hey! Are you the master or I am the master? How dare you sleep until now?"

The gloomy voice was angry, and as soon as the voice came out, she felt a soft whip from her waist and pulled it to the black woman on the bed.

The woman in black only fell asleep in her cloak, and she woke up a little, but it seemed to hurt her body. It hurts even if she breathes, let alone get up. When she hears the sound of the door, she knows that the master has to lose her temper. So I wanted to get up, but after I tried it twice, I couldn’t get it. I saw the master stepping up, and when I didn’t say anything, I would whip at her.

"call out!"

The sound of the whip crossed in the air, bringing a fierce airflow, and slamming on the woman's body in the bed, only listening to a scream, the woman's white coat instantly showed a blood mark, showing the hotness of its hand. It is unrelenting.

"The master, the master...the anger."

The woman screamed, and even with the whip rolled down the ground, the whole man fell to the ground holding the red man's feet, cold sweat on his forehead.

Upon seeing it, the red man was confused and stared at her pale face on the ground. She asked, "What's the matter with you?" How can she not get her whip down and she won't get up?

The gray man who followed him came to the door and watched quietly. He is a family sent to protect her, as long as there is no fatal danger, he will not shoot.

Yesterday's farce, he also looked at it. However, at that time, he stood behind the door and did not pay much attention to the gold coin that the red boy had attacked.

"The master, the slaves can't breathe, the spiritual power of the whole body can't be lifted, and the breathing can't get out of bed. It's not, it doesn't mean to provoke the master to be angry, but also hopes that the master will forgive sins, not to be mad at the slaves."

Even if she was beaten, the woman still said it very well. However, it is precisely because of this, the anger of the red boy is dissipated a lot. After staring at the woman on the ground for a while, he said to the middle-aged man in gray coat behind him: "Help her see what happened."

It was said that the middle-aged man in gray clothing glanced at the woman on the ground, and then he stepped forward and squatted down to explore her pulse. This exploration, a glimpse of the glimpse, had a slight change in appearance.

"Injury to the veins, blood and blood flow, the operation of the breath is blocked, as if the waste can no longer cultivate and raise the gas, and then die after three days."

His words fell, the face of the woman on the ground was full of blood, and the white paper was so scared.

"Injury to the pulse? Yesterday was still good, how could it suddenly hurt the pulse?" The red man asked with a sullen face.

After this question, the woman on the ground finally thought of it, looking angry and hateful: "It was the man who was yesterday, the boy who was wearing the red dress called Feng Jiu like the master, must be the slave of his injury!"

"Isn't that the man didn't go upstairs? How did you hurt you?"

At this time, the gray man standing on the side thought about it: "Is that gold coin?"

He only heard a sigh at the time, but he didn't care. Who knows, the gold coin at that time would hurt the spirit of a great spiritual master. That person is a good means.

Thinking of the man, he thought about it, the strength of that person seems to be the great spirit, how can he be hurt by the blow? You know, you can't do it with casual people.