Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor

In the palace on the other side, Feng Jiu slowly withdrew her hand, watching Xuanyuan Moze's chest wound recover at a speed visible to her eyes, she breathed out softly, and she leaned against the head of the bed. Resting, looking at Mo Ze who hasn't woken up yet, startled.

She closed her eyes and rested, her body gradually relaxed, but at the moment she closed her eyes, she opened her eyes suddenly as if sensing something.

"Mo Chen?"

She called, but couldn't get a response. At the moment, she flashed into the space, and when she saw the golden lotus in the spiritual spring disappeared, she was slightly startled, and then relieved.

He once said that when the golden body is cultivated, Jinlian and him will disappear at the same time and return to his master. Although I don't know what triggered his opportunity to make him cultivate the golden body in advance, but at least, this is one thing. A good thing.

She turned around and out of the space, and heard the voices of Du Fan and others coming from outside, so she walked out, sat down outside, poured a glass of water and drank, while calling: "Come in!"

Du Fan and the others outside heard the sound and looked at each other. Then they walked inside, opened the door and walked in. They saw the master sitting at the table drinking water, his clothes had not had time to change, and his expressions were also Slightly tired.

"Master, it's too late to come down." They knelt down in unison.

"Get up!" Feng Jiu said, putting down the cup in his hand, and said, "Even if you are here, what can you stop? All this will still happen."

After hearing this, they glanced at each other, and then stood up: "Master, we will definitely find three little masters."

Feng Jiu didn't speak, but just poured another glass of water and drank it unhurriedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Du Fan was worried. So Du Fan asked, "Master, how is the injury of Hell?"

"The wound is no longer a serious problem, but you can go and have a look before you wake up." Feng Jiu said.

"Then let's go in and take a look at the Hell." They walked inside and saw that the Hell's breath on the inner bed was calm and the wound had recovered, so they turned around and went outside.

"Master, let's take a break first! We will arrange the other things." Du Fan said, his eyes fell on her.

"Well, let's go!" Feng Jiu didn't say anything else, or said that he was unable to say anything else. Each of them is a person who has the ability to handle things. As long as they come, they don't need to confess, they know what to do. .

Du Fan, Qi Kang and others retired, while Bai Qingcheng and Ye Feifei stayed. Seeing that the clothes on her body were not changed, and the wounds were not treated, they helped her prepare bath water.

"Master, you have to take a bath first, and the wounds on your body have to be treated." Bai Qingcheng said, looking at her with some worry.

"I see, let's go out!" Feng Jiu said, letting them go out, then walked to the big bath tub in the cubicle, took off his clothes, and sank his whole body into the water.

Outside, Ye Feifei looked at the room worriedly, and said in a low voice: "Is the master really okay? She doesn't seem to be in good condition."

Bai Qingcheng sighed softly, "The three little masters are gone, where can they be better? But don't worry too much, the master will adjust."

Ye Feifei looked at the starry night sky, closed his eyes with his hands together and muttered: "I hope the three little masters are safe..."