Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Who are you slaves? I dare to rudely like this! Call your master! I will ask him how he taught people!" The middle-aged man screamed and pressed his anger at him. Cold frost.

The cold frost faintly glanced at him and said: "I just want to see my master? You are not self-reliant."

"Bold!"

He screamed and screamed, and it contained a strong pressure of pressure to attack the cold frost in front. He wanted to suppress her with pressure. Who knows that she looks like nothing, not half of him. The influence of the pressure, not waiting for him to open again, but also heard the black woman's voice containing Weiwei.

"I don't want to die and leave me as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will let you regret this trip." Cold frost said coldly, his eyes passed over those around him, and the threat was very obvious.

"A mad man!" The middle-aged man snorted and heard a bang in his ear.

"Snapped!"

A palm of the hand, the slamming sound was very crisp, the voice, all the people around heard it, and looked at the black woman with a shocked look.

She stood there and didn't even move a step. However, she heard her raise her hand and raise her hand. The palm of the hand came out. The palm of the hand was actually on the face of a middle-aged man. The whole person instantly fell to the ground, and a trace of blood in his mouth also oozing out.

"Home!"

Those people exclaimed and quickly stepped forward to help people.

The middle-aged man was shocked. He didn't think that one day he would give a little girl a slap in the face and be shackled by a slave. If he does not smash her body today, who will serve him in the future?

"How is your family, how are you?" The monks who helped him up quickly asked.

The middle-aged man pushed them away and stared at the woman in black in the cold. The next moment, the hand moved, and a sword with a cold light appeared in his hand. The sword swayed and the sword gas suddenly hit, cold Go away with the frost.

Cold frost swept forward when his sword hit. She didn't even use the sword to take it out, but she did it with her own hands. After all, with her strength, even if she didn't need weapons, she would never be her. Opponent.

The two outsiders are fighting, and the recruits are savage and murderous. In the auction house, some of the top-floor guards guard the auction house’s monks. At this time, the gods are outside, watching the two men’s tricks. The more surprised.

"The owner of this Chen family is not the opponent of the black woman."

"Well, that black woman has a lot of strength."

"It’s just under anger. Chen’s family did not investigate it. He was originally venting for his son. Now he has become trapped in him. If he can’t get out as soon as possible, he’s afraid, and live. I can't see the sun of tomorrow."

"The woman in black is only going to kill her, and within three strokes, she must take his life!"

When the words fell, I saw a moment outside, and the middle-aged man was stiff and his eyes wide open, and the sword in his hand had fallen to the ground.

"Home!"

Watching their homeowners being killed, those monks are in a mess, isn't that just a little prostitute? How could it be so strong?

In the auction house, the old geeks who watched the scene saw this scene, and they could not help but take a sigh of relief. The eyes were shining and excited and asked: "Whose niece is this? Is it so powerful?"