Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

That is, several black people are chasing two young women, but the two women have several guards and one old man is guarding them, just like this, several people have also suffered With less injuries, the body dress was broken by the branches in the runaway, revealing the white skin looming.

Seeing the skin of the two beautiful women, Song Ming’s eyes showed a glimmer of light, but the face of the right side of the night said: "The road is not flat, you said that we should help each other?"

Duan night gave him a look, indifferent: "I don't know, I am too lazy to save the two women."

When you turn around, you know, but he has been detained by his hand: "Don't go! If two weak women, we are men, seeing death is not a man's work? Walk around."

After the night had not slowed down, he was dragged forward and only listened to him and shouted: "Let the two girls go!"

It turned out that the guards couldn’t beat those people, and they were hurt again. They were the two women and the old man who fled, and when the black men buckled the two women, Song Mingla I jumped out in the night.

There was a baby face in the night, and he was dragged forward when he did not intend to shoot. He saw the sword in the hands of the black man coming toward him. He could only bite his teeth and glance at Song Ming. Those black people.

The black men were repaired in the middle of the building. If they were not afraid of an enemy night, when they were besieged together, he was not able to stand up, a small note, and his body was drawn. A few small blood marks.

He shunned and found Song Ming, but he was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Two girls, are you all right? Don't worry, there are people who can't hurt you, oh, look, this hand is bleeding."

Song Ming supported one of the women, talking about her wounds, but her eyes were looking at her looming chest.

"The son, thank you for the help of the son." The soft voice of the woman he was holding with a pleasant voice, her beautiful face may be pale because of fright, tears in her eyes, looks like a beautiful It makes people feel pity.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am fine." He patted the woman's back and comforted him in his arms. The opportunity was cheap.

The woman did not know whether she was ashamed or afraid. She did not retreat in his arms. Even another woman who was driven by the old man did not feel that it was wrong. She was as grateful as the old lady. Song Ming.

"Song Ming! You are a color embryo! Don't come over and help!"

The temperament of the night roared, waving a sword of a foundation-based monk, shouting by the moment of retreating to avoid. His voice contained anger, and almost when the sound came out, Feng Jiu and Ning Yu, who were asleep in the account below the mountain road, heard it.

"You don't have to worry, I am going to help, nothing, I am not going to let you have something."

When he saw the beauty, he changed his personal appearance. In the eyes, there were only two beautiful women, and even the voices of the voice became gentle and affectionate, and they only died in the night.

"Song, Ming!"

"I'm coming!"

Song Ming was busy, and after appeasing two women, this showed the long sword at the waist, and the appearance of a pair of cool swordsmen took the sword and attacked the black people.