Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

The spiritist can't afford a little courage in the face of no medicine, and the word "evil" is like a curse, branded in his heart. August 1st? Chinese W?W?W. 81ZW. COM

"How? How long have you not seen, have you become so timid? This is not like the spiritual master who confronted me in the past." Jun looked at the spirits casually and looked at the teacher with a slapstick smile. He raised his hand. The fingertips are lightly shaken, and a glass of wine that has been transformed by the power of the soul falls on his palm. He smells the wine, half squints, and looks evil.

The spirits are dumb, and if they are drug-free, they evoke memories of his past, but they are not very beautiful.

"I have heard that since that time, you have left the position of the soul teacher. How? The spirits of that year will be so scared and horrified?" Jun looked at the spirits with a smile, the whole ghost world, he The only thing I remember is that the spirit and the spiritual master can be remembered by the king without a cure for the soul of the millennium. Is it so simple?

There was a bitter smile on the corner of the spiritist.

"The soul teacher should have taken care of the safety of the ghost world, but I didn't realize that waiting for you to appear, I missed the best defense time, and the ghost world was in your claws. It was my incompetence. Such a mistake, what is my face, continue to be a soul teacher?"

"Oh? So, you only give the position of the soul division to your disciple? What? Do you think he is more suitable for you as a soul teacher?" Jun has no medicine to support his chin with one hand.

The face of the spirit teacher changed slightly, and he naturally knew who Jun said no medicine.

Jun has no medicine and does not wait for the spirit teacher to open his mouth. He said: "The ghost world in the past can make me look at the eye. There are few, you are one of them. I still remember that you were almost hit by me that year. The soul flies, but in front of the little devil, just loyal and amazing, I thought that you never fear the power, but I did not expect to let me look away, you are just like this." Jun no medicine's eyes flashed a trace Disdain.

When the spirited master was stabbed by the sinless medicine, he gnawed his teeth and looked at Jun without medicine, forcibly suppressing his inner grief.

Jun had no medicine to see his resentment, and looked at the wooden box.

"It seems that you are not growing at all. You should have already come to me already? But why don't you see it, do you want to inform your spiritual master, prepare well?" Jun said with no medicine.

The more ugly the face of the spirit is.

"The Spirit Lord does not want to see me."

"Yes." Jun gave a light smile.

"The spiritual master who once trusted you, is it now to abandon you? Or, is your disciple more like him? Unfortunately, your disciple does not seem to remember you such a master."

"The evil emperor! You come to me, what do you want to say to me!"

Jun has no medicine and shrugs.

"It’s just to come and talk to old friends."

"I don't think I can count as a friend with you."

"As long as I think it is, that is." Jun has no eyebrows and an unusually overbearing opening.

"But you don't want to talk to me too much, I don't want to be jealous of you. I am coming to you today. I want to ask you, what is the ghost tower that your proud student proposed to build." The eyes are slightly picked up.

"Ghost Tower..." When the spiritist heard these three words, there was a slight repression in his eyes. Then he pretended not to know:

"I don't know what the ghost tower is. I retired thousands of years ago. What did Wu Ji do? I don't know."