Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Upon hearing this, Murong Yixuan looked down and looked at him. "Father, the parents think that the father is still not going to go."

"Well? What is this?" Murong Bo asked to ask him.

"The father wants to think about it. At this time, General Feng is at a critical juncture. Fengfu will definitely not be hospitality. Moreover, this is not the case. At this time, not only are they, but also the forces and families in the city will pay attention to it. The movement of Fengfu, the father has sent doctors to visit in the past, has expressed concern for it, so now the situation of the ministers feel that the father is still not good."

"What do you mean, if the Lord goes again, afraid of being suspected of being the one who assassinated Feng Xiao?" He browed slightly and his sharp eyes fell on the son.

Murong Yixuan slightly caught his eyelids and did not answer directly. Instead, he said, "The parents only think that the father is not suitable for Fengfu."

Wen Yan, Murong Bo slightly contemplative, the line of sight stayed on him for a while before moving away, said: "You said it is also reasonable, since you do not go, then you go to the warehouse to pick a few herbs to send in, maybe they will It can't be used."

"Yes." Murong Yixuan responded with a sigh of relief as he walked away.

He looked thoughtfully at the back of his father's departure, and his heart was faintly uneasy, and his handsome face was also dignified.

I only hope that his guess is wrong. This is really not what he did. Otherwise, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable...

As for the other side, Fengfuzhong

In the courtyard of Feng Xiao, in the room, the old man and Feng Jiu and Guan Xiyu were sitting around the table and talking about Feng Xiao’s attack. After the exclusion and analysis, the result was finally made that the father was somewhat unbelievable.

"No, no, how is it possible? Maybe we guessed it wrong." Father didn't want to believe it because the answer made him too difficult to accept.

Feng Jiu sighed and said: "With the strength of our Fengfu, there are not many dare to be enemies with us, and it is the assassination of Yunyue City, which is a national capital. Let me think It’s hard to doubt."

"Maybe, maybe someone from other countries assassinated you, maybe, maybe..." When he hadn't finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Jiu.

"Yes, maybe there is such a possibility. However, in recent years, there have been no wars between the nine countries and other countries around the world. Therefore, it is unlikely that the opponent will be shot."

Her voice was slightly stunned and said: "The other one is that you can accurately grasp the recent laws of life, and this strength will hurt him like this. There are several people in the whole cloud city who believe that Grandpa also knows."

"Although there are no useful clues left in the battle scene, but can you pick up twenty or thirty such masters, who can you besides the Maori boss, Murong Bo? Grandpa don't forget, since ancient times, the kings are suspicious, more What's more, the strength of our Fengfu is indeed worthy of his jealousy. If he wants to weaken the power of our Fengfu, then he will not stop killing?"

Her voice is faint, but she analyzes the sentence and the needle is in the blood.

The tree is big, the name is big, and the power is high. Fengfu is now responding to this sentence.

The old man did not speak for a long time, but the fist that was slightly twisted slightly trembled. It seemed to be restrained and restrained. He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. He looked at Feng Jiu, who was sitting in front of him, and the old voice was tired. Outgoing...