Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

This person is heavily protected. Even if it is shot, I am afraid that he will not be able to take his life absolutely. Moreover, even if they are coming, if they don’t have a plan, they can’t let them do it. Otherwise, the damage will be fixed. It will be great.

Moreover, although she was included in the black robe man's side to become a close-family guard, but the person in the dark seems to be still guarding her, and the eyes that occasionally fall on her will take a trace and explore, let her stretch I don’t dare to relax.

Maybe a nap on that day can create an illusion for them. She feels that she is not threatening. After all, what she shows is not absolutely elite, but more like a flesh and blood, she feels that it is because of this, that black The robe man will turn her around.

A black man came in from the outside and respectfully said, "The Lord, Han Rong is here."

The black robe man who handled the affairs before the table looked up and put everything in his hand together: "Bring it in."

At this time, when Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the column, heard the words of the man below, the heart could not help but move a dark light in the eyelids. If it was not her heart, it would be there. Instantly revealed flaws.

Han Rong?

Is it the same name with the same name? It should be that no one should be here or not.

She pressed her heart and sighed and sat on the column, but her eyes looked at the palace door until she saw a black man coming in with a middle-aged man. Color fretting.

not him! Not the Han Rong she knew.

Also, if the Han Rong at that time, when he was expelled from the Prince Edward House by Xuanyuan Moser, he would abolish his cultivation and be seriously injured. At that time, it was impossible to survive.

She thought more, but the same name and the same name.

However, the scene she saw next overturned her previous affirmation.

"See the Lord."

Han Rong went on a ritual, then straightened up and looked at the man sitting on the main seat wearing a mask. This person, even if his master does not have a portrait of him, no one knows what he looks like. It seems that only the person he trusts most knows what kind of face is under the mask.

"How come again? What's the matter again?" The black robe man blinked and his voice was a little distracted.

"When you come to take the liberty, you still don't want to see the lord. Just because my Lord got a message, I sent me to the temple to take a trip."

Han Rong said, seeing the man’s eyes seem to be impatient, so he did not wait for him to ask, and said: "My Lord received the news that although the Phoenix Dynasty was destroyed, Feng Wei was half-dead, but half of it was under the hands of Feng Jiu. Trained to become a strong soldier, and, is the grandfather and father of Feng Jiu, and did not die."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the top, shrank, staring at the people below.

Han Rong, who stood below, seemed to feel the general. Looking up, he naturally noticed the few people sitting on the top. His gaze passed over the few people and he was shocked.

There are so many strong guards around the lord's side. If it wasn't for the glimpse of the above, I was afraid that he could not detect the existence of the above.

The black robe man raised his head slightly and glanced at the black boy above...