Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Ha ha……"

Feng Jiu laughed softly, the laughter was cold, and it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. She leaned against the door and cleared the dozens of people in the courtyard. Finally, her eyes fell on the man who was headed.

"Is it? Unfortunately, I don't appreciate you." She said casually, looking at the man with her arms around her chest, but the words in the mouth were directed at the people in Fengfu: "The hacker killed!"

A faint discourse, not too slow or slow, is not light or heavy, spreads in this night, the coldness and murderousness in the voice let the person who killed the black smashed. This woman actually dared to be the enemy of their black killing temple?

Just thinking, I saw a dozen or so figures in the surrounding, and most of these people's strengths are at the level of Feixian Peak. These people are not others, just the players that Feng Jiu took.

They originally left, but some of them left her after a while, and they were doing things around her, because for some of them, as long as they agree, where It can be home, and everything can be home.

So, when Feng Jiu’s order came out, they immediately shot people in the courtyard. After training, they had strong means and excellent combat power. They knew where the most vulnerable part of the human body was. The deadly point of the other side.

The fierce swordsman's gas is filled with the killing in the air, the siege of more than 20 people, or the siege of more than 20 Feixian strong people, so that the face of the black killing temple is slightly changed, quickly The response.

For the killing orders issued by Feng Jiu, the black murderer only raised his lips and laughed out loudly. The burning gaze took the decision that was inevitable and stared at the woman in front of the red enchanting beauty.

"Sure enough, with the stomach of the deity, you, the deity must be fixed!"

"Oh! Just by you?"

Feng Jiu smirked, his hand swept from his waist, and Qingfeng's sword came out. The Qing Mang clipped with a fierce airflow to form the cold sword of the sword and the main attack of the temple.

"Yes, just rely on the deity!"

He blinked and stared at her with a sigh of relief: "I have only come to see it tonight, but the deity has changed his mind now, and I will take you away tonight!" A glimpse, blocked the sword of the phoenix nine, the sideways avoiding, a wrong step straight up, came to the side of Feng Jiu.

"The beauty is more common, but the beauty of this taste is extremely rare. Ghost doctor, do you say it?" His fingers stretched out to pick up the chin of Feng Jiu. However, before he met Feng Jiu’s chin, he saw Qing Mang crossed, and there was a sudden pain in his arm.

"Ok!"

He snorted and quickly retreated a few steps. He looked at the arm that was cut out by Qingfeng Sword and looked gloomy to Fengjiu.

Feng Jiuqi raised his chin and greeted his gaze. His tone was mocking and cold: "Don't take the mirror to look at you, then you dare to say, I don't dare to listen."

The lord was said this, his face was stiff, and his face was staring at her with a sullen look: "The teeth are sharp! After you fall into the hands of the deity, there is still this courage to say it!"

As soon as the sound fell, he put his hands in his claws and took a powerful airflow to the phoenix. The two men had a few tricks, and his hand had to be buckled on the shoulder of Feng Jiu, but he was so cold and sullen, his face was also Instantly red.