Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiu, who just got on the carriage, glanced at him and saw those people holding their headaches. With the initial pain, the expression gradually calmed down. However, they still looked a little bit wrong. Look carefully, they The spiritual power of the body dissipated as much as possible, and the eyes were dull, as if they were hit hard.

She raised her eyebrows and fell to the monk. I didn't expect him to abolish their cultivation as soon as he took the shot. Moreover, the situation of these people seems to have attacked their gods with Buddha light, and the gods have been hit hard, like idiots.

She regained her gaze and put the curtain down and said it to Xuanyuan Moser: "It seems that the master of the ring is not a person who does not understand the changes."

What is the difference between killing those people and ruining them like idiots? What is the difference between killing them? No, it should be said that it is more terrible than death?

"It is still alive by him. If they let the gray wolves do their hands, they are even extravagant." Xuanyuan Moze said, and the son who climbed to his leg was raised and held in his arms.

Listening to his words, Feng Ji smiled and looked at the outside again, seeing that the monk had recovered the bunch of beads, read a Buddhist language, and then stood still.

Seeing this, she said to the outside of the cold: "If you solve it, let's go! See if you can find a village or a town to rest before dark."

"Yes." Lenghua responded, and said something to everyone, then drove in the carriage and continued to move forward.

However, this way, what they did not expect was not only did not see the villages and towns, but the sky gradually darkened and seemed to be raining.

"Master, it seems that it is going to rain, there seems to be no place to shelter from the rain." Leng Hua said, looked up and looked at the sky.

Xuanyuan Moze picked up the curtain and looked at the sky. The brow was twisted. "This rain should be great, and it will be accompanied by thunder. Speed ​​up the point. Look at the place where there is no shelter."

"Yes." Lenghua responded and saw the monk walking behind.

"The donor, there will be a ramp in front, and there will be a temple in the road to the right. We can go there to shelter from the rain."

After hearing this, Leng Hua glanced at the monk and said, "Is the master gone?"

"The barren walked through the road here and was familiar with this area." He said with his hands together.

"Cold, listen to the master, and go to the right side of the road." The sound of Feng Jiu came from the carriage.

"Yes." Lenghua responded, speeding up the speed and driving the car, followed by Du Fan and others on the toes of the left and right, standing with the hand, the figure fluttering in the wind, the speed is also quickly raised.

The women who followed were injured, and the strength was not as good as them. At this time, when they saw their speed, her speed fell and they were left behind. Some people were anxious.

"Door, it doesn't matter if you slow down. You have injuries on your body. Even if you don't hurt, you can't keep up with their speed." The monk walked by the woman's side and said, for the speed of the front pedestrians, there is no hurry. It was thrown away, but the pace was not slow and steady, and it was very stable.

The woman listened to this and looked at the monk. He hesitated and asked, "Master, who are they?"

When I heard the woman’s question, the monk looked over at her and did not speak.