The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1282 Who is thicker?
"Benefactor!" Zhang Ba looked at Feng Zhuo, waiting for her next instruction.

Feng Zhuo waved his hand, and said: "Wait for someone to commit suicide, I'll find you again!"

"Okay!" Zhang Ba nodded, and then his eyes fell on Feng Zhuo's chest.

Originally, there was still a small piece of crystal tentacles exposed outside, but they all shrank back, and then the pair of black eyes of the claw poked out from the skirt, and it stared at Zhang Ba anxiously, lest it would be taken away Same.

"Zaw, be good!" Zhang Ba really wanted to stretch out his hand to touch the claw, but the location of the claw was really inconvenient, and coupled with its precautions, it could only dispel this idea.

After exhorting, he returned to the tower.

Zhang Ba's sudden appearance and sudden disappearance, coupled with his respect for Feng Zhuo, how can the people present not understand that the problem is with Feng Zhuo.

According to reliable information, the new head of the Yun family has a seventh-level imperial spirit beast as his guard, and the bald man just now is obviously stronger than the seventh-level imperial spirit beast. Could it be another even stronger monster? .

So, here comes the problem!

How many powerful monsters does this woman carry with her?

"Patriarch, that's it?" The third elder asked in a low voice with a sigh of relief.

"The king of the octopus clan!" Feng Zhuo replied.

Three elders:  …

Even the monster king of the octopus family can be used as a guard?
Great job my master!
"Patriarch, how many monster kings do you have?" Yun Fanxiao asked.

Anyway, let them know how many cards she has, so as not to worry about having a heart attack!
"Guess!" Feng Zhuo said with a smile.

Yun Fanxiao rubbed his nose and silently stepped back.

How did he guess?

How could it be possible to guess it!

Don't send it up for the owner to play with!

The Patriarch of the broken sackwood came back with a pale face, he stared at Feng Zhuo for a moment, and said, "What is that?"

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Ba appeared in front of Feng Zhuo again, Zhang Ba looked at Feng Zhuo because he didn't understand.

Feng Zhuo pointed at Patriarch Mu, and said, "He called you an idiot!"

"Your family is the thing!" Zhang Ba grabbed Patriarch Mu's lapel, and "slapped, clapped" his bow left and right, turning Patriarch Mu's head dizzy and staring at his eyes, his face swollen like a pig's head.

Patriarch Mu was directly beaten and forced.

He is the Patriarch of the No. [-] Family of Zhongming, and he has been like a proud son of heaven since he was a child, and he has never received a single slap.

Now, he is the seventh-level middle-level Emperor Spirit, and he is also a top expert in the Zhongming Continent. Who can touch him?
Patriarch Mu never imagined that there would be a day when he would be slapped in the face.

He widened his eyes, glared at Zhang Ba angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You..."

"bang bang"

Zhang Ba punched him twice in the eyes.

This human actually dares to stare at it, is it dead?

On Patriarch Mu's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, there were two black eye circles.

"Tell me, is your family something?" Zhang Ba looked at him and asked.

At this time, who dares to say no?

The end of saying no is that the head and neck are separated.

Patriarch Mu nodded hastily, and kept repeating in his mouth: "I am a thing! I am a thing! I am..."

Zhang Ba snorted coldly, and threw him away like a torn sack.

Then, disappeared in front of everyone.

Feng Zhuo walks up to Patriarch Mu with a smile...

(End of this chapter)