Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

He didn't expect to see a Tsing Yi woman here. When she saw that age, she was in her twenties. Unexpectedly, she was so powerful.

He himself has a good strength to cultivate, can not only see at a glance that this place has a sullen atmosphere, but naturally also know how difficult it is to clean up the haze, I thought that the shot here will be an elderly person. The predecessor did not expect to be such a woman.

He suppressed the ups and downs of his heart, stunned the shock and misunderstanding in his eyes, and looked at the flames of her women's feet in the wind and rain.

If he is not mistaken, it should be a skyfire, and only Tianhuo has such ability to burn this haze. Historically, most of the monks who have a life-giving fire are alchemists or refiners. And this woman, what kind of? What kind of will it be? Will it be such a strength to repair?

For the arrival of the person behind him, Feng Jiu only took a glimpse of the side and looked down on the willow tree.

The flames on the ground swayed, and the circle went to the center of the willow tree. The ground burned by the flames, not to mention the rain, even the soil was blackened and cracked, let alone hidden in the mud. Those roots are necessary.

In the air, the unsuccessful roaring voice has become a little weak, but it is still persistent, asking again and again: "Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Who is it... ..."

The middle-aged man behind him listened to the echoing voice, and his heart couldn’t help but look at the woman in Tsing Yi. Don’t say that it was the haze to know, that is, he also wanted to know, who is this woman?

"I met you, it was your bad luck." Feng Jiu said slowly, the voice was cold and indifferent, and with her voice falling, the flame on the ground had burned to the middle of the willow tree, along the willow road Climb up.

A glimpse of the sound filled with a smoky black smoke, and then dissipated between the heavens and the earth after rising in the air, and the roaring voice gradually calmed down.

Just when the willow tree was completely burned out, the original gloomy sky containing the storm was actually scattered over the dark clouds. The wind was small, the rain stopped, and the blue sky and white clouds appeared after the storm. There is also a rainbow across the temple.

At this time, a flame of a small rectangular box flew over and stopped in front of her.

Feng Jiu took a look at the eyebrows and saw the so-called rectangular small box, which was actually a small coffin of Wushenmu.

"It turns out that." It turned out that Wu Shenmu raised the yin of the yin. It’s no wonder that he dared to form a willow tree. If it wasn’t for her to happen here, it’s estimated that no one can stop this smog. Formed.

In her hand, the little coffin of Wushenmu fell into the flames. After a while, only the wood scent of Wushenmu was seen in the flame, and finally there was no ash. Disappeared in the flames.

She turned and looked at the temple.

Originally intended to avoid the rain, the temple was burned with flames, and the smoldering gas was burned. Now it has cleared the haze, and it doesn't matter if the temple is burned.

She bounced the Tsing Yi on her body and saw that it was over. When she was about to leave, she listened to the middle-aged man who called her.