Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Bloody smell broke into her breath, and Feng Jiu, who was walking towards the light spot, only had a dirty and wet thing on her face, and that feeling made her unbearable to reach out. beat.

"Snapped!"

A slap in the face of your own face, woke up yourself, but also stunned.

"what are you doing?"

She is black-faced, and she doesn't have to look at it to know that her face is definitely not like a ghost. She licked her face and looked at her, and she looked at her while she was still stunned. One finger was still stained with blood, and a pair of faces were going to paint on her face, and she could see her mouth twitching.

"Wake up?" Wan Yan thirteen took a look at her and said: "Is it ugly."

"What do you paint on my face with blood?" Feng Jiu frowned and asked, glanced around and felt a little surprised. Just for a while, he actually solved it?

"If I didn't paint a blood for you, do you think you can come back?" He said with a sigh of relief, and looked at her with a puzzled look: "But you..."

He seemed to want to say something, and he felt that it was not easy to open his mouth. In the end, he just waved his hand: "Oh, don't tell you, you have to wash your face with water, what kind of girl's family is made?"

Feng Ji looked at him silently. When he saw this enchantment, he also untied. He went to the backyard and washed his face. When he came back, he saw him sitting at a table and wrapped his wounds. He went forward and said: "I Help you!"

"Hey, what do you do with this cloth? I just tied it up. Are you not tossing it?" End Yan XIII shouted, and saw Feng Jiu’s wound on his wound. He snorted.

He squinted and looked at the white bubble that popped up after the wound was spilled. "What are you pouring here? How are you still rolling out?"

"I just want to ask you what you sprinkle? You don't know that you are hurt by those things, and the wounds will not be cleaned."

Feng Jiu said, while helping him to clean the wound, he tied the tape back again: "If you don't see you are my sister's thirteen uncle, I will not bother to take care of you."

"Hey, you have no conscience in this little girl! You don't want to think about it. I am taking care of you this way. You actually told me this? You said, I will help you just now." When the soul calls back, do you think you can stand here and talk?"

"Yes, I thank you too, and I have a ghost on my face."

"How can I blame me! I said that I am for your good, if not for me to take a picture... forget it, don't say it, I know this little girl, it is a heartless heart." He waved his hand and looked like he didn't talk to her.

After Feng Jiu tied the wound, he went to the dead black crepe and the man, and collected all the things from them. As for the old monster, she turned back to the end of the 13th: Do it yourself!"

"Do you have two people?" Finished the thirteen and took a look at the things she held in her hand: "Look at a lot of bad things."

"Who let these two people kill me!" She said leisurely, took some gold coins from one of the Qiankun bags and put them on the table, to the shopkeeper who had woke up but did not dare to come out in the backyard. Road: "These compensate you."

"Nothing to eat, let's change one!" Finish Yan XIII said, as if thinking of something, generally looked outside.