Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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Nine nights looked down at the woman who fainted on him, the little face was pale to transparent.

The breath converges slightly, and her waist is covered with one hand, and the figure of the ink passes through the dark night.

"Master, you are back, this is..."

The white housekeeper turned his eyes and saw his master, and he returned to the house with a broken girl.

Look at this, I am afraid that they are the masters of the house, and the girl was given outside.

For so many years, the master has finally opened up.

"Prepare the medicated bath, send a female bone man, and give me a good clean up of this woman."

"Follow."

Warm water moistens her skin. Let each of her cells stretch out.

Since crossing, I first killed the giant wolf and then solved three. Then wash the marrow, go to the dead, and then fight a horrible man.

The nerves have been tight and have not been so relaxed.

However, God does not want to let Mu Qianyi relax, and when he opens his eyes, the whole person is not good.

Because there was a blood-red cockroach standing in front of him, the hollow eyes were jumping with a purple flame.

If it is a normal woman, I have already screamed when I saw this scene.

And Mu Qianxi calmed down his heart and was shocked by the heart. She was not afraid of a skeleton when she had been killed with the king.

This is a dark red-based room. It feels very good with the man's temperament. It seems that the man did not kill her after she fainted. However, she did not send her to Mujia, so she brought it to her home.

After the cleaning of Mu Qianxi, the red dragonfly took a woman's dress and sent it to Mu Qianxi.

Then you have to wear clothes for Mu Qian.

Use a monk, be a maid. That man is too abnormal!

Mu Qianxi waved his hand: "I wear it myself. You must step back."

Although this monk does not speak, he can understand the words of the thousand. When the clothes were handed to the hands of Mu Qian, they retired.

The lavender dress is soft in texture and embroidered with a large flower of Manzhu Shahua. The embroidery is exquisite and impeccable.

It seems that in her memory, the innocent local tyrants did not wear such exquisite clothes.

Mu Qiang put the clothes on, and then prepared to escape.

but……

There are all kinds of monks patrolling everywhere, and the purple flames in their eyes are like wildfires.

This kind of scene is simply a hundred nights!

Mu Qianxi knows that it is absolutely impossible to escape.

Then, for the present, you can only stay first.

Practice!

Become stronger!

Mu Qianxi returned to the room and remembered what the beautiful boy had given her to fly and gave it to her.

This is a practice method. She recites the mind and law. "Reverse the gods, the chaos begins, the beginning of Hongmeng, everything..."

For a moment, the aura of the entire Purple Moon State, vitality, rushed into her room.

In the nine nights in my room, looking at this strange spiritual power, there was no undulation in my eyes, and I closed my eyes again and again.

The next day, Chaoyang rose.

Mu Qianqi exhaled a sigh of anger, and a pair of dark eyes showed a ray of light, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

The third-order spirit, one night, she actually cultivated into a third-order spirit.

Not only the third-order spirit, she is still a third-order warrior. Because of the anti-Japanese gods, it is the cultivation practice of the fellow practitioners of Lingwu.

In this world, the level of the spirit is divided into the spirit, the spirit, the great spirit, the spiritual king...

The warriors are divided into warriors, martial artists, big martial artists, and martial arts...

In the memory of Mu Qianxi, they admire the first genius of the family, and the granddaughter of the great elders of Mujia is admired. At the age of seventeen, he reached the seventh-order spirit and became the first talented woman of the Purple Moon. He ranked second in the Ziyue Talents list.

And she became a third-order spiriter one night, so the first genius of the so-called Mujia, is not necessarily able to go where genius?

"Ugly woman, you don't be too happy, you have been washed by the water of the Lingling Lake. If your talents are not high, you can go to the wall. Now try to escape! You can't let me fall into someone else. In the hand." The voice of the boy suddenly passed into her ear.

Mu Qianxi said coldly: "You know now that I am afraid. When I died with the man like Shura yesterday, where did you die?"

He explained: "I just woke up and didn't have enough strength to sleep immediately, because you cultivated the anti-God, and I was a little spiritual and I woke up."

"How do you escape now?" Mu Qian squatted.

She does not feel that she has become a third-order spirit, and she can escape from the terrible man.

"This depends on how you think about it? Your strength is too weak and too weak, I just recovered a little bit and can't help you."

Her strength is too weak, and it is a fantasy to rely on this spiritual power to escape.

Only...

There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of Mu Qianyan, and went out and shouted the shout that had been kept outside: "You, come over."

The cockroach was obediently obedient, and Mu Qian asked: "Here, do you have a medicinal library?"

The nodded nodded and then turned and left.

Mu Qian’s face sank. He thought that this would take him to the medicine library, but he did not expect it to report to his master.

The monk is not looking for his master, but a white housekeeper.

The white housekeeper asked: "The master, the woman you brought back last night, need medicine?"

"With her!" A cold voice came.

"Yes."