Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Shortly after Feng Jiu entered the alchemy room, Yi Xiu Dian, who had not returned for a few days, came to Fengfu. When he entered the door, he asked: "I heard that Feng Jiu is back? Where is she?"

The next person in the hospital told him that he was in the alchemy room. Therefore, he also strode to the alchemy yard. However, there was cold frost outside the courtyard and another monk guarding.

"Your master is back?" Yi Xiucai asked, and a pair of eyes went to the hospital.

Cold frost looked at the easy-to-repair of the beard and slag, and said: "Come back."

"I want to see her." Yi Xiici said, the pace went forward, but was blocked by a pair of hands.

"The master refines the medicinal herbs, she doesn't come out, and no one can come in." Cold Frost said, a pair of indifferent beauty fell on him, saying: "The master has confessed, let you come back and wait for her, she want to see you."

When I heard this, Yi repaired his eyes and flashed a glimmer of light. There was a slight accident in his eyes: "She wants to see me? Why does she want to see me? Does she remember me?"

Speaking of this, the inexplicable mood is flying.

Looking at the slightly sullen mouth of the person in front of me, the cold frosty face is expressionless: "You are waiting outside, the master is busy and will meet you, others, then you will ask her by yourself."

"How long has your master been in? When will it come out?" Yi Xiuwen asked, and the tone eased a bit.

"Just go in, when it comes out, maybe."

"That's it! I will come back." He didn't stay any more, but turned and went back first, ready to take a shower and change clothes before coming over.

However, he did not expect that Fengjiu, the alchemy, would stay in it for so long, until the evening of the next day, he came out of the alchemy room.

Seeing her out, the first frost ran up: "The master, the water is ready, can you bathe first?"

"Yeah." She sighed and walked out.

"The master, that Yi Gongzi is back, waiting outside." Cold frost followed her.

When Feng Jiu walked out, he saw the figure that fell on the tree and fell asleep. The other side wore a purple robes, and a jade belt was attached to the waist. A **** jade on the side of the body was drooping with a tassel, and the body was covered with a luxurious, like a noble son.

Perhaps her gaze caught his attention. He suddenly opened his eyes. The gaze of glare was on her nephew. At that moment, there was a surprise. Then the sharpness in the eye appeared on his face. The smile disappeared.

"Feng Jiu? You finally came out." He jumped from the tree and jumped down on the ground, stepping toward her step by step.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, can you still recognize me?" His eyebrows were slightly picked, and his eyes sparkled with deep light.

“Easy to repair,” she said slowly, asking: “Still, you don’t call this name?”

Hearingly, he smiled lowly: "I am easy to repair, this is the name, how? You remember me, but not sure? Could it be that I am more handsome than I was a year ago?"

"I remember, I am not very familiar with you, but how can you find me here?" She walked up to her yard and asked casually.

When I heard this, Yi Jian dyed the light and shimmered. He said: "How is it not familiar? It is also the life and death of the good, not to mention, I said it when I first saw it, we have seen it."