Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

I saw dozens of black people suddenly appearing on the street where there were few people left. One by one, the bloodthirsty murderous hand-held sword was hit here. Because of the appearance of dozens of people, the original on the street. Several people in the collection were exclaimed, and they threw things and fled.

The whole street was changed by the appearance of dozens of black people. The bloodthirsty atmosphere and the pressure of the moment shrouded the surroundings, and the whole person's air became coagulated.

Feeling unusual, Feng Qiu, who was guarded in the cold and cold arms, flashed slightly and patted his hand: "Let me go." The strength of these people is not simple, the lowest is Jin Dan, and There are also a few of them who are Yuan Yingxiu!

It is absolutely impossible to send such a strong person to come to her, but to come to the cold.

No, maybe, it’s not the identity of the cold ink, but his original identity! Otherwise, no one can force such a strong force to send out so many powerful people. Such a strong shot, it is bound to want to take his life!

By the way, it seems to be fifteen tonight. These people seem to always like fifteen shots. I want to think that the fifteen-night Ling Mohan body is the weakest, and the body will be attacked by the millennium.

However, they did not know that there was a crack in her pill, and although the millennium cold poison could not be solved for a while, it did not happen again.

In her body, there are ancient gods and beasts, and Ling Mohan protects them. There is no fear of the pressure and murderousness from the eight parties. However, the cold frost and coldness behind them are in this pressure. His face was white and his mouth was overflowing with blood.

The gray wolf and the shadow one were in front of the two masters in an instant, and at the same time a signal was set off. The sound of the sound was like a fireworks in the night sky. In an instant, dozens of black people appeared, from behind. The black man in front.

"Cold frost is cold!" She quickly drank, let the two close, and released the ancient atmosphere of the body, forming a hood to block the pressure of the strong around them.

Seeing this scene, Ling Mohan looked down at her, but did not let her go, still kept her beside her, in her arms.

The strength of the coming is the lowest level of the Golden Dan. She is a good man. He still doesn't trust her to leave his side. Only by guarding her, he can ensure that she will not be hurt.

"These people are coming to you."

Feng Jiu opened, frowning: "The strength is very strong, the bloodthirsty atmosphere of each body is more intense than the average killer, and it is still a matter of play, your opponent is not simple!"

"Are you afraid?" His lips were slightly hooked, and his deep eyes fell on her face.

"Afraid?" She raised her brow and glanced at him. She smiled and asked a pair of eyes and said, "If I am afraid, will you let go?"

"will not."

He clenched her, and the black gaze stared at her. The low and magnetic voice was serious and overbearing: "For you, I will never let go, and you, don't be afraid, even if it is dangerous, I will protect you. It won't hurt you."

Listening to this, her heart shook, and a heartless disappointment jumped up. In this sword, she looked at him with a sly look. There was a voice in her heart, don’t hesitate, don’t be afraid. Try to believe, try to love...

However, the words are: "Hey! I know that there is nothing good to be with you."

Looking at a woman who was helpless but not afraid, he smiled.