Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

On the way, calm and calm, Mu Qianxi and they successfully reached the prison emperor.

Mu Qianxi said: "This lord will not entertain. If we believe, the Lord of Shaocheng will be able to recover his health in half a month. If he doesn't believe me, now the owner of Wanjing City can take people back."

She was unfamiliar with the Lord of the Crystal City and promised to treat it for the sake of Shenjing.

There is no plan to let other people enter the Zongmen and lead the wolf into the room.

Wanjingcheng's main road: "The Lord of this city is naturally at ease."

Without that mysterious pharmacist, his son would have died long ago, and they did not harm him.

And he did not dare to kill him unless they wanted the entire jail emperor to be razed to the ground.

Wanbaolou also did not entertain, but Elder Gongsun asked to sit in Zongmen.

Mu Qianxi said: "Okay!"

The friendship with Elder Gongsun is not the same as other people, so go in!

This really made the owner of Wanjing City and the people of Wanbaolou a little bit jealous.

Elder Gongsun and Mu Qianxi talked about the next elixir trade, and the medicine can also be sold in the past.

As soon as this potion came out, the elder Gongsun felt that no drug store could match their Shadow Pavilion in the future.

As for Wan Jingcheng's young master Wan Changli, he naturally lost it to Yaofeng, and handed it to Yueshengliang to help him with subsequent recovery.

The broken meridian has been completely recovered, that is, her body is a little weaker, and there is no need to let her ghost doctor do it herself.

Wan Changli thought that he could see the holy pharmacist when he was in prison, but did not expect that there would be only a small pharmacist to take care of him.

Of course, although they are young, the talent for refining medicines is already very good.

Yuesheng Liangdao: "You can now try to cultivate, so that you can recover faster."

"Good!" Wan Changli said.

As soon as he cultivated, Yueshengliang was ready to save people.

His peak is not suitable for the cultivation of the vast majority of the Light.

From the beginning of Wan Changli's practice, she felt that her limbs and bones were very comfortable, no vomiting blood, and no discomfort.

Yue Shengliang froze slightly, and looked at his friendliness a bit.

Wan Changli also wondered, "Is Jade Emperor really an eighth class gate? This medicine peak has too strong aura, and the cultivation speed is fast! Even before my father used the **** crystal to assist me in cultivation, I am still struggling to improve Very slow. I didn't expect ... "

It's amazing, it's a cultivation land for him.

A talented pharmacist takes care of it, and there is such a perfect cultivation treasure.

Five days later, Wan Changli has been alive and well, and has improved a lot.

When the master of Wanjing City learned that the news was ecstatic, Shenjing was delivered.

I heard that Mu Qianxi was curiously interested in breaking off crime, and he was given a place.

Mu Qianxi looked at the **** crystals in her palms, and her face showed a gorgeous smile.

"Shenjing is really a good thing. You can improve the formation method to make the prison emperor's spirit stronger."

Half a month later, Mu Qianxi took Yan Luo Yan Ling to set off to break the crime.

The master of Wanjing City also came to pick up his son. As a result, his son said, "Father, I want to join Prison Emperor Sect and become a disciple of Prison Emperor Sect."

"What?" Wan Jingcheng thought he had heard wrong.

Isn't it good for Shaocheng to enjoy prosperity and wealth? Actually want to be a disciple in the ordinary eighth class sect.

Wan Changli said, "Father, you heard me right. Prison Emperor Zong is especially suitable for me to cultivate, and I like the atmosphere here."

There is no intrigue, no swords and arrows to deliberately hurt people, they all have one purpose and become stronger.

The improvement of his son's cultivation is indeed beyond the imagination of the owner of Wanjing City.

He said: "Since you like it, then stay! If the suzerain does not accept you, I will send her Ling Jing and Shen Jing, and she will definitely like it."

Wan Changli said: "Father, the lord has agreed."

A person who can practice in Yaofeng without backwashing is not a person who is wrong.

As long as the other party is willing, Mu Qianxi naturally accepted.

Lord Wanjing took a token to Mu Qianxi and said: "If Gongsun Laoer and Lord Wancheng regret not giving him a place, I will give you two more."

In the future, the son will practice in the imperial emperor's emperor, of course, he should not be too stingy to others.

Spooky city is located in the south of the light field, a distance from Jade Emperor Sect, and requires a teleportation array.

The landlord said to go to Wanbaolou to find them, the elder Gongsun was on the same side.

They haven't reached their destination yet, but they have been approached by a group of people.

"Is the young girl a disciple of the Eighth Class?"

"What is it?" Mu Qianxi said indifferently.

"We are disciples from the seventh-class sect, and gave me the token in your hand to enter the sinful land. How about I give you 100,000 spirit crystals?"

Mu Qianxi sneered: "Do you think I lack such a little spirit?"

"When you buy things with a disciple of your eighth class, you deserve you. Since you are so uncooperative, then ..."

He immediately started, and a black figure flashed.

"Well!" Yan Luojian punched people out instantly with a simple punch.

On the level, he was not much lower than Yan Luo, but he was still spiked.

Some of his companions were angry. "Dare to hit someone, can we also be an eighth class disciple who can offend you?"

The cold light flashed, the weapon was drawn out, and the killing burst out.

At this moment, a figure came over and said, "Master Mu, are you here?"

"Which one of you are you? How dare you offend our VIPs at Marlboro?" Then he glared at the group of guys.

These people were horrified. "Wanbaolou? Didn't she say that they are the eighth class of ancestors?"

"Master Mu, you're finally here." Someone from the Shadow Court also came.

"He ... he seems to be the patron saint of Shadow Court."

A disciple of the eighth class of Zongmen even knew the talented disciples of the eighth class of Zongmen, and they were so kind to her, it really killed them.

Mu Qianxi knew that the number of seventh-class sects was limited, and some ordinary disciples who could not get the quota had the idea of ​​robbing the eighth-class sects.

Only this time, they kicked the iron plate.

Wei Qu said: "Master Mu, do these people want to take care of them?"

"Forget it! Let them go!" Mu Qianxi said lightly.

At Wanbaolou, two tokens were in hand.

Elder Gongsun told Mu Qianxi that he had committed sinful things. Every time he opened it, he could only enter under the virtual god.

"Although the Mu master is talented, it is dangerous to enter this strength. This is a transmission token. Immediately after entering, he found the disciples of our two major forces nearby to act together, so that he could take care of it."

In fact, they want to say that there is no spiritual **** step to dare to go to break the sinful land, and the lowest are demigods and more than five. However, Mu Sovereign is not a reckless person, dare to go, it must be the Holy Pharmacist who prepared her life-saving card.