Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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Mu Qian said: "I will wait for him for three more days. If he will not come in three days, then I will leave him alone."

The scabbard is important, and it has many things, especially her life.

However, it is absolutely impossible to throw Xiaobai into the hands of the North Palace.

"But we are here, can the Son of the Sun find us?"

"If he is alive, he can find it here. Otherwise, his son has been white for so many years. This is his territory."

On the third night, Mu Qianxi had contacted her subordinates and was ready to go to the east.

"Know it!" The window was opened, and the faint **** smell was poured into the room with the wind on the window.

Daddy, Mu Qian opened his eyes.

At that moment, she seemed to think that the big killing star of the soul was coming.

But if it is him, there will be no such **** smell.

She got up and saw a pale yellow figure standing by the bed, his perfect lips whispered, "I didn't lie to you."

"Sound if dust!"

That pair of pure and unstained scorpions, in the dark, is still so bright.

"Well! It's me!" The sound nodded slightly.

"Since it is not dead, it will not appear earlier. If you are a few hours later, our cooperation will probably last a long time."

If you look at the sound, you will look at Mu Qian’s words: "Let you... long time..."

The words have not been finished, and his body is directly carried forward.

Fortunately, the face of a thousand eyes is fast, otherwise the face of the Sanskrit Son is estimated to be broken.

Mu Qianxi threw him on the soft couch and checked his injury!

"Hey!" Mu Qianyi feels a bit strange.

"No trauma!"

"Not at all!"

When the sound is seen from the outside, it is completely a healthy person, but after Mu Qian explored his spiritual sea, he found that he was very bad.

Worse, I will sleep forever and wake up.

Ms. Qian said: "Fortunately, I met me."

This is not a good place for alchemy, but Muqian can refine pharmaceutical preparations.

I took out a lot of prescriptions for the elixir, and soon a few pharmacies were configured.

stamp!

Mu Qianxi did not gently poke on the body of the sound, it seemed to feel pain, but the sound did not open his eyes.

He is tired of him!

Then he swallowed one or two bottles of medicinal herbs, and Mu Qiang looked at the guy: "It’s so badly hurt! It’s so smug! I changed my refusal and changed it back to men’s clothing. In exchange for the deity, I came to the Fanyin country. You are not afraid of being caught!"

The soul of the sound is still heavy, and even the millennium does not know when she can wake up, raise it first!

The ancient sandalwood came in and saw the sound of the dust. "This... is this the Son of the Son?"

I have seen the appearance of the sound of the women's clothes, and then seeing his normal appearance, the difference is really shocking.

The Son who slept there, the holy one worshipped.

Some rumors are not exaggerations, but real, the saints have such charm.

But now, the rumors of the filth of the saints are flying all over the sky.

He asked: "When can the child be awake?"

"Not sure, look at himself! He will take care of you."

The national capital of the Fanyin Kingdom is definitely a dangerous place. After all, the sound is now wanted by the whole country.

Once found, these Buddhist believers are crazy and are not good at all.

Three days, three days, someone found it here.

"Hey!"

Knocking on the door, Tan Tandao: "What should I do?"

"I will go and see first. If you find it wrong, leave with the sound, you can escape for a while with your strength." Mu Qian said.

"Yes!"

Although he does not know how many people of their ancient nationality live, he has already regarded Mu Qianxi and the Son as benefactors.

If it is not for the Millennium, the barrier is broken, and not the Son has destroyed the enemy, and the ancients will not be able to keep it.

When Mu Qiang went out, he saw a few monks who were well-dressed and squatting.

She asked: "Is there anything?"

"Amitabha, the donor, we are sinners who are taking the kingdom of God, want to go in and see, and ask the donor to give permission?"

"If I don't agree, do the masters want to force a search."

"At this time, it is no small matter. If the implementation of the Lord does not cooperate, the impoverished can only offend."

Although polite, it is also very tough.

Just as Mu Qiang was ready to start the poisonous halo, a nice Sanskune came out.

"The sinners in the mouth of the masters are the Sons?"

This one can wash the voice of the human heart, and the people in the shrine are no longer familiar.

Their pupils suddenly shrank and were in high alert, looking at the holy man who slowly came out of the room.

The pair of pure blinds looked at them and made them unable to do it.

They remembered the past, this is their Son!

"The Son of the Son!"

"The Son of the Son, don't run away, go back with us!"

"The Son of the Son..."

If the voice is back, "I will return to the shrine, of course, I will go back with my friend."

The extra coordination of the sound makes them a little surprised.

It takes only two people to go to the shrine, and naturally there is no problem.

"The Son of the Son! Please!"

The sound goes all the way, others look in the eye.

Looking at the figure of the man, they were completely stunned.

They don't know what happened to them?

Because of a rumor, they had a high degree of worship for the Son, and suddenly they hated it.

But now, once again, see the Son, such a perfect Son.

Does he really do something like this? No, absolutely not!

They think they are wrong, they are the real sinners, and they misunderstood the Son of the Son.

All the way to the look of these people, Mu Qian looked at his eyes.

She is also somewhat surprised. The people of the entire Sanskrit God Kingdom completely regard the sound as a spokesperson of the Buddha.

Once there is a little embarrassment, they can't accept it.

However, as long as the sound is in front of them, there is no need to say a word, and the resentment in their hearts is gone.

Because, the sound of dust has a natural charm.

It was so easy for him to reverse the situation, and he was stunned: I really looked down on this guy.

They entered the shrine so smoothly, and the people who originally hated him are still respecting him like the past. This is an instinct, the instinct of believers.

"The Son of the Son, the Lord is waiting for you." A Luohan came out.

"Well! I just have something to do to see the king." The sound is faint.

"Mu girl, the ancient patriarch, go with me!" asked the voice to ask them.

Mu Qian said: "Well! The vulture promised me that I haven't done it yet. If I can't reveal my identity, I have already gone to him to settle the account!"

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