Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor

They wouldn't guess, she has already come here, and she has entered the house!

"Hey? What are you doing there?" Gray Wolf noticed the figure squatting in front of the flowers and asked in a loud voice.

Feng Jiu turned around and grinned: "I'm weeding!"

"You kid?" Gray Wolf stared, "Aren't you from the outer courtyard? Why did you run into this inner courtyard?"

"The butler let in. I am responsible for sweeping the floor and watering the flowers and weeding."

"Yang Yong let you in?" Gray Wolf muttered weirdly: "When can a newcomer get in the inner courtyard?"

Yingyi on the side saw it and said, "Aren't you still pulling him in yesterday?"

"That's different."

"It's nothing different." He said, looking at Feng Jiu and then averted his gaze: "Yang Yong has passed the target, he can trust him, let's go!"

The gray wolf also retracted his gaze and ignored it.Yes, Yang Yong is the housekeeper, and there has been no accident in the house under his care. His abilities are obvious to all, and the people he can let in should be fine.

Watching them leave, Feng Jiu squatted back and pulled the weeds for a while.

Even after staying in the inner courtyard for a few days, she could not see Xuanyuan Moze, which made her feel a little unbearable.On this day, I went to the yard and swept the floor again, thinking about how he should come out, right?Or did she never see him when he came out?

At this time, she didn't know. On the other side, in a courtyard of the inner courtyard, Yang Yong looked at the old man in front of him and asked, "How?"

"When I arrived in the inner courtyard for a few days, the most frequent place to go was the main courtyard of the master. I was lazy when no one was there. When someone passed by and pretended to be a broom, I fell asleep in the flowers yesterday evening and went to sweep the floor in front of the main courtyard this morning. At first glance, it can be concluded that this person has a problem, and it is definitely for the master."

The old man's voice was low and serious. He glanced at Yang Yong, "Would you like to do it?"

Hearing this, Yang Yong smiled gently and asked, "Who is it that he is disadvantaged?"

"Not currently, but it's unpredictable."

"How about the strength cultivation? Didn't you feel it?" Yang Yong asked again.

"No, it may be a concealed technique of cultivation, and I can't feel the strength of his body."

Hearing this, Yang Yong nodded: "I see, go down! I will deal with this matter."

Seeing this, the old man nodded, then turned and left.

After a short pause, Yang Yong stood up and walked out with his hands on his hands. Then he walked around the flower rockery, passed through the courtyard, and came to not far from the main courtyard. He saw the figure sweeping the floor every time. A lazy look.

Seeing the young man, his hand moved slightly, and a silver needle as thin as a hair suddenly struck out at the young man, silently.

He watched quietly, and saw that the lazy-looking young man didn't even turn his head, but only slightly tilted his head. The silver needle ran across her cheek and fell into a big tree not far away. The tree's body enters into the wood three-thirds deep.

When Feng Jiu saw this, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to look: "Steward?"

Yang Yong nodded when he saw it, walked over, and asked warmly, "Are you still used to here?" The boy's unexpected keenness surprised him. He didn't even turn his head, so he easily avoided him and shot. Of silver needles.

How could such a young man come from the country?