Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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The sound of the dust, the pair of clear and sloppy scorpions looked toward Mu Qian, a gentle smile.

It seems that no matter what? doing what? He will be forgiven by him.

However, Mu Qianxi felt that the gaze fell on her, and she had to see through her inside and outside.

Her easiness is seen through the sound of the dust?

The sound of the dust said: "This time is the life of the master, come to the north to carry out a dusty experience, break through the barrier of cultivation. Before you break through the barrier of cultivation, I want to borrow in the North Han Hall. I wonder if the Lord can promise me this rude. Request?"

As a voice, do you live anywhere?

Choose to come to the North Han Temple!

Gu Baiyi now only wants to blast this person out. It’s no coincidence that when the first sound is stalking the scorpion and robbing the sword spirit!

Most likely, what does he know?

This person is very dangerous. He knew it when he first saw him in the West.

Mu Qianxi took Gu Baiyi, he wants to stay in the North Han Temple, just in the North Han Temple!

Under their eyes, it’s better to be in the dark than to put him in the dark!

The elders were very nervous, for fear that their lords would say what they refused.

The Fanyin Kingdom is not a good war, but it is definitely the strongest force in the four worlds!

Although the North Han Temple is strong, but the northern masters are not necessarily concentrated in the North Cold Hall, but the Fanyin Kingdom is not the same!

Everyone in the West has admired the Buddha, and he is obedient to the king and the Son of the Vatican.

Once you are offended, there will be no small trouble!

Gu Baiyi said coldly: "I promise you!"

Gu Baiyi is slouching, the elders are happy, the elders said: "I will prepare a comfortable palace for the Son. My granddaughter has several disciples who will follow you. What do you have to say, though!"

The elders put Jade Bingqing and the young and the poor to launch them. It would be very beneficial for him to be able to win the Son.

The dawn of Yu Bingqing is as cold as ever, but I can't help but flash the amazing colors when I look at the sound.

The lord of the temple is like a snow lotus, so that people can only look far and not close.

And he is like a quiet holy lotus, holy and warm, maybe...

Even if she is the master of the house, she knows that there are many advantages to being close to this person. If she can get his favor, she will have the opportunity to step on Murong’s night.

The dawn of Yu Bingqing became softer, and looked at the sound with the look of anticipation.

The sound is like a dust: "You don't need to be so troublesome. It is enough to take care of me in a thousand nights."

The face of the great elder and Jade Bingqing froze!

Murong spent thousands of nights, why did the Sanskrit Son choose Murong thousands of nights?

It is clear that Murong’s thousands of nights have been against him, so unreasonable.

Mu Qian is a dark light, this guy is really a bad person!

Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Since the Sanskrit Son has chosen me to take care of it, then there will be fewer points, and I will definitely take care of you."

Although the identity of the other party is very high, he is now the hall of the North Han Temple!

Who is afraid of who owns the site! If you really angered him, go to war.

Don't let Xiaobai go to the battlefield, just hit it and hit it. It's even better if you lose both.

Taking care of the two words, Mu Qiang said that it is particularly heavy, and anyone who has ears can hear it.

The elders have been sweating again and again, and they always feel that this unconscious child will make something happen.

However, the sound of the sound does not seem to hear the meaning of the words of Mu Qian, but a gentle smile: "There is a temple for a thousand nights."

Mu Qianlong lazy: "There is nothing you can do to find me, this Shaodian will go back to practice first."

When Mu Qianyi left, Gu Baiyi did not stay much.

The elders also went to let people prepare for the sound, and Yu Bingqing wanted to be close to the sound, and the sleeves were close.

But I didn't think that the sound of the dust had a layer of pale golden light, which separated everyone from three meters away.

As the northern cold temple, the icy people can't get close, and as the most sacred son of the Sanskrit **** country, you can easily get close.

Going back to his own palace, Gu Baiyi looked at Mu Qianxi with some worries.

Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Don't worry about Xiaobai. I remember the thing that I had to grab the Yanlong with me. He took the initiative to send it to himself. Who is afraid of who?"

"That guy, I can't see it completely, it's dangerous."

Mu Qian said: "Xiaobai, the northern boundary is your territory, is he still dangerous to have you?"

She said again: "And Ah stopped waking up, I am not afraid of him! I will accompany him to have fun."

He liked the words in the front, but it would be better if there was no such sentence.

When he was a boy, his contractor was part of her strength. Is there nothing to rely on him?

But thinking of the provocation of that teenager, the tacit understanding and intimacy of that teenager made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Gu Baiyi said: "You must be careful."

Mu Qian said: "Well!"

The sound was suddenly married, and he was chosen to let him take care of him. Mu Qian felt that he was seeing her in her capacity.

But what about seeing through?

Mu Qianxi is thinking about how to entertain this guest!

The elders also know that Mu Qian is uneasy and kind, and even anxious, even to look for Bai Baiyi, let Gu Baiyi give a good management of the millennium, do not let him offend the Sanskrit Son.

As a result, Gu Baiyi said: "You have too much control!"

The elders are vomiting blood, and they have too much control. They are thinking about the North Cold Hall!

In the end, they came back to the feathers and only prayed that their homes should not be too hustle.

The next day, Mu Qianxi was refreshed to find the sound.

The elders worked very quickly, and a palace was modified like a Buddhist temple.

The entire palace is adorned with Vatican, and this van Gogh has a spiritual power, which makes people very comfortable!

Mu Qianxi saw an amazing back, and tranquility seemed to wash all the dust.

The ink hangs down on the ground, and the man puts his hands together and prays versely before the Buddha.

The length of the two hands is as perfect as the elaborately crafted art. The perfect lips are combined one by one, and the Buddhist scriptures that spit out are like the fairy music above nine days.

At this moment, Mu Qianxi feels that she is a completely harmless Buddha with all her heart. She is not dangerous, not aggressive, and people want to be close.

Mu Qianqian, this temperament, this appearance, too deceptive.

After reading a passage of verses, the sounds of the dust opened up and looked at Mu Qianxi.

That pair of scorpions is as clear as a newborn baby.

In the past, Mu Qiang felt that people who would pretend to be disguised would also have flaws in their eyes, but there was no flaw in the sound.

Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Vatican Son, are you not talking about the dust? You can't experience it in the North Cold Hall, or I will take you to see the scenery of the North Cold City."