Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

She stepped forward and helped her to pull the quilt up. Looking at his dirty face, Feng Jiu smiled and didn't stay here for a long time. Instead, he sat for a while and left.

Out of the outside, Feng Jiu looked at the cold frost and said: "You and Luo Yu are here to guard it tonight! I will come over and change you tomorrow."

"Yes." Cold frost should be, after watching her leave, this came to the tree where Luo Yu was.

When Feng Jiu, who came back to the government, came to the room, she saw Xuanyuan Moze had to sit on the bed and close her eyes to listen to her voice. She heard her coming in and opened her eyes to her.

"Not sleeping yet! It's too late."

Feng Jiu said, while he stepped forward, took off his coat, and walked straight into the front with his coat. He was about to turn over and sleep from him, and he was hugged by him.

"Looking at the nephew?" Xuanyuan Moser glared at her, letting her sit on him.

Feng Jiuyi smiled, reached over and grabbed him, and leaned his head against his chest, saying: "I went to Zongmen to see the king, and then went back to see the next child."

"Oh? To finish Yan Qianhua?"

"Yeah." She replied, "I am also curious, what kind of person is it? It is undeniable to see it tonight, it is very good."

"Is it better than me?" Xuanyuan Moze picked up his eyebrows and his deep eyes were smiling.

Wen Yan, Feng Jiu smiled low, looked up and leaned over his lips: "In my eyes, no one can compare with you."

Listening to this, Xuanyuan Moze’s heart moved like a flower in full bloom, and the smile on his lips floated on the cold face. He looked at her in her arms: “Ajiu’s words are very beautiful, I am very like."

During the conversation, he bowed his head and kissed her lips. It was not a light kiss, but a deep kiss.

The night is thick, the moon in the sky is also hidden in the clouds, and the room, the two smudges are thick, such as the neck of the neck lingering in the bed...

On the other side of the Temple of the Son, in the early morning, the people of the temple were in the middle of the temple early. While waiting, everyone also confided and talked.

"It seems that the Son of God is going out today, and he has closed this retreat for five years."

"Yeah! It's so fast! This blink of an eye has passed in five years."

"I don't know how much the strength of the Son has been improved in five years. I recently heard that the monarch and the Xuanyuan Moze had fought against the mountain. The strength of Xuanyuan Moze is now the level of the god."

"Not bad, I heard that he is very young and is a rare cultivator of genius in the millennium."

"Oh, you don't know this!" An old man smiled with a beard and looked at the crowd. He lowered his voice and said: "This Xuanyuan Moze is the emperor, and Fengxian is a phoenix star that complements each other. If they are not the people of heaven, do you think that casual people can be like them?"

"They are very powerful, but our son is not an ordinary person!" Another person said, laughing: "You look at it! The son of this time, the strength must not be the same as that of Xuanyuan Moze." up and down."

"The king level? Is it possible? After all, the strength of this **** level can be achieved without thinking."

"I heard that if the Son can break the seven passions, the practice of his cultivation will be great, and the power of power can not be said."

"Hey, look at it, the Son is out!"