Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Don't be afraid, I will be good to you."

When Feng Jiu heard this sentence from the mouth of the gray-haired old man, he only felt a bit of chills, and the goose bumps came out, and even the corners of his mouth could not help but pump.

In particular, the old man still stared at her with a pair of excited and strange eyes, the kind of disgusting, can be imagined.

She glanced at him, rubbing his hands with his goose bumps, and rudely said: "Old things, when you talk, you don't take a mirror to look at your old face like dried oranges. The person who entered the coffin, actually still such an old shame."

The ridiculous words made the old man's eyes sink, and even the smile on his face was converged, staring at her with a haze.

"The old man will accept you as a practice stove, that is to see you!"

"How to practice the stove?"

Feng Jiu screamed, and looked down from the bottom to the top. He sneered: "Can't you see that this old thing is still a ghost? But you are a lot older, can you use it?"

"presumptuous!"

He was so angry and sulking, his chest was ups and downs with anger, his eyes were violent, and he glared at her. The next moment, the gray figure flicked out like lightning, and the thin palms were clawed to the phoenix.

Feng Jiu’s expression changed suddenly, and the fierce temper suddenly burst out. She did not evade the welcoming. The half-eyed gaze with a bloodthirsty breath, the strange footwork drove the figure, the dagger in the hand Turn, the spur of the mysterious airflow to the gray old man.

"Glyphs!"

The old man in gray clothes snorted and turned his hand. It was easy to avoid the attack of Feng Jiu. When one hand blocked her dagger, the other hand buckled at her.

The hand was buckled by the old man in the gray coat, and Feng Jiu immediately took advantage of the force to squat down. When he was separated from the old man’s five fingers, he lifted his foot and crossed it. He only listened to the force of the envied force in the air. Bringing a fierce screaming airflow, the old one did not notice, the calf bone was kicked, and the knee was bent. When the man went down, he quickly jumped back and suddenly retreated from Feng Jiu’s side. .

Feng Jiu did not stop and attacked again. She knew that the movement of the two elders in the midair had already alerted the forces of Yunyue City. Those people will definitely rush here. At the moment, what she has to do is Those people rushed to solve this old man!

"Oh!"

The old man's body was balanced and stood firm. He saw the cold dagger facing the neck, and he was so shocked that he leaned back and kicked his body. Unexpectedly, the woman jerked back and smeared it. The dagger blade slammed into the calf he kicked.

The stabbing force, and the strength of his kicking and kicking, almost touched each other, and his foot pierced through his life. He only heard the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh, and the heart of the heart The pain, the strength of his body burst out.

"what!"

A powerful Wu Zong breath suddenly burst out from his body, and the savage and mysterious force of the savage force flew out.

"puff!"

Feng Jiu’s heart hurts a few meters, and it spurts a heart of blood, and the heart is damaged, making her whole person’s breath suddenly weak.

Seeing that the old man unplugged the dagger and threw it into the flame, step by step toward her, her eyes were slightly stunned, and she did not panic and endured her heart and stood up, standing in the wind.

Raising his hand, the blood of the corner of his mouth bears a complex and ancient imprint, and the voice of indifference is like a low-pitched, melodious and mysterious sound from ancient times.

"With my blood, break your bondage!"

"In my name, let you show your true body!"