Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"I have chaotic Qinglian in my body. Only a few people know it, and I believe that these people will not tell this to outsiders. Moreover, these people are obviously not the people on the upper reaches of the mainland, but they are Know that I am pregnant with Chaos, then..."

There is a thought in her mind that floats up, but she is not willing to believe in her own guess.

Xuanyuan Moze looked at her, and the low voice followed with a serious voice: "If you don't know a few people who say it, then it is very likely that someone has fallen into the hands of those people, and they have learned of Chaos Qinglian. The whereabouts."

His voice was a meal and asked: "Who else knows you are chaotic Qinglian?"

"The old man, and Zhuojun Yue." Her voice rang, and the light flashed: "There is another person, the mysterious sweeping old man who gave Qinglian to me."

"The mixed yuan for you can ignore the life of death to protect, and now in the nebula Xianzong rehabilitated, naturally it is impossible for him, and Zhuo Jun Yue..." His voice was slightly, look at her.

"Zhuojun has been in Fengfu, and he and I also believe that it is not someone who will sell me." Feng Jiu said slowly, she lowered her head and crossed her finger across the wound that Dantian had crossed.

"Those people want to dig out the green lotus from my body." With this in mind, her lips twitched slightly in the arc, and there was a cold cold in her eyes.

"When the old man gave Qinglian to me, he would not tell the people about Qinglian’s news on me. Even if he died, he would not say it."

Her gloom is faint, her look is cold: "But these people can find me, and know that Qinglian is on me, they must have heard the news, so I guess that the old man who was sweeping the land was afraid to fall. Their hands have been killed."

"Soul search." Xuanyuan Moze said slowly, looking at her, said: "It must have been learned by Soul Art."

The two guessed here, scrutinizing, but I don't know, this thing is as general as they think. The mysterious old man who was sweeping the floor in Taohuawu that year was falling into the hands of those people. They were used by Soul Soul to learn the whereabouts of the chaotic Qinglian, and they found Fengjiu.

"This injury is very strange, Qinglian's power can not be cured." Feng Jiu's gaze fell on his body, his brow slightly twisted: "It seems to be prepared."

"I will let the people in the temple to check and see the origins of these people." Xuanyuan Moze said, turned into the inside of the suitcase to help her take out a dress.

"Put the clothes first."

"Yeah." She replied, putting on the clothes with his help, but when the wound was slightly pulled, there was a pain in the wound.

"You are lying on the bed!" Xuanyuan Moser did not let her go out, but helped her to go to the bed in the first place.

"Let's talk to them and let them not worry too much."

Xuanyuan Mozie nodded, and then he walked out of the room and opened the door.

When everyone in the hospital saw the door open, they quickly came forward: "How? Is the wound serious?"

Xuanyuan Moze micro-side turned over and let them in: "It has been bandaged, and now rest in bed, it should be no big deal, don't worry."

When I heard this, everyone sighed and asked: "Who is it for you?"