Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Wen Yan, Song Ming's heart fretting, micro-side to make a gesture of please: "Peace Lord please."

Feng Jiu, who was eating something inside, heard the movement from outside and looked at it slightly. He saw Song Ming with the white city and a middle-aged man coming in.

Seeing the white city, Feng Jiu put down the chopsticks in his hand, and his lips looked at her with a sigh of evil spirits: "Beauty, are you coming to me?" It’s a bad thing to be respectful. His face was used to tease the disciples of others.

Song Ming saw a smile in his eyes. He stood by and looked at the ground, as if there were any treasures on the ground.

Yuan and Xianjun met the boy like this, and they couldn't help but slightly twisted their eyebrows and said with a calm voice: "I am the master of the city, Yuan and Xianjun."

"Oh, Xianjun is coming to find Song Ming? Then I will not bother you, you talk." She stood up, a pair of going out, seeing the Yuan and Xianjun's face with blue veins.

Obviously, this boy did not do anything, but the words, the movements, the look, but inexplicably annoyed him, let him a good-tempered person with a fire in his heart.

"And wait a minute." He called Feng Jiu and said: "I heard the Aurora transmission axis in the hands of the son?"

"Not bad." Feng Ji nodded without hesitation.

"I want to change the Aurora transmission axis with the son. I don't know if the son is willing?" He asked, but he did not use tough means.

"I don't want to." Feng Ji smiled and said.

"So, bother." He said, he turned and left. However, when he turned away, his sleeves were pulled by Bai Qingcheng.

"Master." Bai Qingcheng took his sleeves and saw her master stop and walked back. His face had an unpleasant color, and he quickly released the hand that pulled his sleeve. He said: "Master And wait a minute, I said to him."

Yuan and Xianzun glanced at her deeply, without speaking, but did not leave.

Song Ming regarded himself as transparent and did not pay attention to them. He just stood by and smiled.

Feng Jiu looked at the white city with great interest. She returned to her seat and sat down. She poured a glass of wine and took a sip, her eyes slightly looked at her, waiting for her words.

When Bai Qingcheng looked at Feng Jiuyi’s eyes, he took out several pieces of instruments from the space and said, “How do I change these instruments?”

"Not how." She stretched out her index finger and swayed, not interested in her face.

Seeing this, Bai Qingcheng’s eyes are annoyed: “What do you want to change?”

I wanted to tell her directly that she did not intend to change her with her. Feng Jiu looked at the beautiful woman in front of her face and suddenly laughed, but the smile seemed a bit strange.

Familiar with her, Song Ming looked at Feng Qiu’s strange smile. He only felt a slap in the face of a goose bump, as if he thought of something, and involuntarily rubbed his arms with his hands.

Looking at this smile, he knew that Feng Jiu had to count as a person. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Bai Qingcheng.

Yuan and Xianjun looked at the sudden change of the boy, and could not help but touch a strange color. This boy...

"What are you laughing at?" Bai Qingcheng frowned and asked.

"Do you like my aurora transmission axis?" She swayed the glass with one hand and asked with a lazy voice.

Bai Qingcheng looked at the boy, and suddenly he could not see through this person. At first sight, this young boy looks like a color embryo, staring at her in color, a beautiful woman, but now, it seems inscrutable.