Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Lenghua Wensheng said, looking at him: "Just, the master has just asked Xianjun."

"Where is she?" asked the stranger.

"The master has already returned to the government, but she has to deal with things, I am afraid that there is no time to see Xianjun, and Xianjun can come back in a few days."

Hearing the words, the stranger asked: "But is it busy with the owner of the black market?"

"Exactly." For him to know about this, Lenghua was a little surprised, but he nodded.

He fell down and said nothing more, just saying: "If this is the case, then I will come back in a few days!" When the sound fell, he turned and left.

On the other side, after Feng Jiu went to Lingfu to see the owner of the black market, he prepared the herbs to be used. This opened the aurora transmission axis and looked carefully from above to find a suitable place. Alchemy.

She looked at it from above, and it seemed that she didn't have a heart. So she put the aurora transmission shaft away and entered the room and then directly entered the space.

If you say alchemy, which place can match her space? There is no one to bother inside, and it is self-contained, and the spirit is full of energy.

However, the seventh-order medicinal medicine is not so easy to refine. Although she has studied some days, but the main medicine is limited, she can't even have the chance of failure.

At the same time, a base of Wudumen, the middle-aged man who had been cut off by an arm, went to the lobby with a white face and bowed his head to the respectful person.

"The door owner, his subordinates are derelict!"

Even if he was himself, he did not expect that he would lose an arm when he took a trip to Tiandan Building. With the strength of his immortality, this arm was cut off in this way! Really hateful!

Looking at the middle-aged man kneeling down, the man in the main position wearing a mask showing only a pair of haze eyes blinked: "Have your arm been cut off by the ghost doctor?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man lowered his head lower: "Go back to the door, not the ghost doctor Feng Jiu, but a man named Guan Xiyu! The next time I went to the day today, I went to Danlou, the phoenix Nine consecutive faces are not exposed."

"Oh?"

The voice of the Lord is slightly elongated, and some accidents, but in a blink of an eye, it is relieved: "It is said that this ghost doctor Feng Jiu is surrounded by capable people, but your strength is not weak, and you will be cut off your arm. It is obvious that it is a light enemy."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and bit his teeth. He said: "The doorkeeper, this Guanxi is actually the strength of the basaltic **** level!"

Hearing the words, the person of the Lord’s heart moved: “Wu Shen’s level? Is it still a mystery?”

"Yes, the subordinates have followed the door for many years, but once thought, they will be defeated in the hands of a Xuan Xiu. They can't swallow this breath, please ask the doorkeeper to ask for justice!" He turned his head Your Majesty, because he knows that if you want to deal with Guan Xi and Feng Jiu and so on, you can only ask the doorkeeper to personally take it, otherwise, whoever goes is useless!

His hand will never be cut off in vain! Whether it is the ghost doctor Feng Jiu! Still that close! Or the owner of the black market! As long as there is a chance, he will not let go!

Hearing the words, the person in the main position stretched out with his left hand in black gloves, and the low laughter was a bit cold: "You must retire first! In a few days, the deity's poisonous hands must practice." Cheng, when, then slowly pick them up one by one!" During the speech, his hand slowly screwed up, making a squeaking voice...