Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiu smashed: "What?"

The mixed yuan blinked: "I still have a stupid thing? It is a matter of worshipping the old man as a teacher!" When the words came out, I saw that the little **** licked his mouth and opened his eyes.

"Don't worship." She was too lazy to apprentice.

Although her strength in the Tianyuan Palace, which was worshipped by the secrets of the water, was not as good as that of the former, the Chu Batian said that she was blessed by her. Her body of spirit is that he helped her get through, she The ancient sword of the ancient sword in his hand is also his gift, although he only left her some treasure, but also guided her cultivation, but she followed his left, plus his own talent and understanding. Step by step to become stronger.

In addition to what she learned in the previous world, she has almost all self-study in this world. What is the use of a master? Just find trouble for yourself.

When she worshipped Chu Batian as a teacher, she promised that he would do three things for him. Today, the power of Tianyuan Palace has expanded from the former downstream continent to the upper reaches of the mainland, and the ancient swords are also in the dark. In the hands, there is only one thing left, and that is to find his descendants.

It’s a pity that after so many years, it’s extremely difficult to find someone else. Her master Chu Batian was in the lower reaches of the mainland to dominate the hegemony. Yes, the people she sent secretly inquired, but there was no news in the downstream.

Now that she has reached the upper reaches of the mainland, the forces have also moved to this side. It is even more difficult to find his descendants from the lower reaches of the mainland. Sometimes she even thinks, will it be, and his descendants are gone? Or is it to avoid the common people?

After all, the right is that his descendants are still there. In the lower mainland, she holds the Qingfeng sword in her hand. His descendants should also come to the door. However, this incident has always been like a sea of ​​stones, without a little echo. .

"Little bastard? Little bastard?"

The mixed-child saw the teenager sitting in front of him and actually walked up, and blinked his eyes: "Is it so boring and boring to talk to the old man? Can you still talk to the old man?"

Feng Jiu came back and looked at him: "Not a distraction, just thinking of something." She took the wine gourd from the space, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

When the lid of the wine was unscrewed, the scent of the wine was diffused and opened. The scent of the scent that sat in front of the scent smelled bright. He swallowed and stared at the wine gourd in the hands of Feng Jiu: "Small What kind of wine does the child drink? I bring it to the old man. I taste it."

Stretching his hand is going to take it, but let Feng Ji avoid it. He hugged the wine gourd in his arms and stared at him with vigilance: "Do you have it yourself? What do you do to grab me?" The old man is so greedy.

The old man was a little surprised at the speed he avoided. He couldn’t help but lick his beard and stared at him with a wink. He said, “I think your wine is more fragrant, I am the old man, you have to respect me. ,do you know?"

Wen Yan, Feng Ji smiled, staring at the ruddy face, an old man who was slippery and did not see half wrinkles, said: "You don't look like you except the hairy beard is white. Like the old man."

When I heard this, the old man smiled and smiled with a smug smile. "That is, the old man, I am well-maintained. I want to be a beautiful man who is fascinated by thousands of girls."