Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Hey!"

The big tree was smashed in half, and the flames burned. The people finally stopped at this moment and quickly avoided them. However, at this time they had been stunned by the thunder and they were embarrassed.

They stood by the mountain roads one by one, watching the flames burning in the rain, and not even being smashed by the rain, all of them were paralyzed.

With their cultivation as their strength, they were thundered by the thunder on this rainy day.

They watched carefully toward their masters, and when they saw the breath on him, they only felt that one heart was smashed by one hand and could not breathe. In particular, they saw his red hair on the hair. The firecrackers, the smell of the scorching smell of the silk, let them fear in their hearts.

Going forward, the master smashed the fire, they didn't have that daring, but they watched the small fire burning his hair. They were also extremely fearful. Fortunately, but for a long time, they saw him raise his hand and make the little hair. The flames were pinched out, which made them secretly relieved.

This rain has been going down, there is no place to cover the rain before and after, the riders can only bear the feeling of guilty and come forward to stop the rain for their masters. At this time, the suffocating sigh of Shura, the kind of violent breath makes him The people around me don’t dare to breathe. I can only hope that this rain will stop as soon as possible.

However, the rain continued until the next morning, and it gradually stopped.

In the ruined temple, Feng Jiu and his entourage watched the rain stop and walked out. After the rain, the sky was exceptionally blue, and the air was very fresh. Feng Jiu looked at the beasts who were tied together and could not help but smile.

"The master, is it necessary to continue?" Du Fan asked, already sitting in the black carriage, ready to sell the carriage with them. After all, these can be regarded as their spoils.

"Well, let's go! Riding the beast horse, sitting in the carriage, speeding up the foot." Feng Ji smiled and let them all pick each other, and when they turned around, they said to the monk: "Master, You are in the carriage!"

The monk looked at the black carriage and whispered: "Amitabha, the poor walks..." After the words were finished, they were interrupted by Feng Jiu.

"Masters, monks should be eclectic."

Listening to this, the monk is not good to say anything, just after watching Feng Jiuyi’s eyes, this is the way: “Amitabha, the poor is obeying the donor arrangement.” Then he went to the carriage.

The resentment and arrogance around the carriage drove away from the departure of King Shura. However, in the eyes of the monk, the carriage was still stained with blood.

Xuanyuan Moze got on the carriage, Bai Qingcheng and Qinxin both took the children up. They also picked a spirit beast and rode. When everyone was ready, the woman who was in the corner walked from behind. I came out and looked at them. I seemed to want to follow but I didn’t dare to follow them.

"Your injury is almost gone, leave it on your own!" Leng Hua glanced at her, paused, and brought out a spirited horse: "This mount gives you a ride."

The woman looked at the mount, but she turned back with a white face: "No, I don't need this, I will go by myself."

If you don't know how it came, it's okay to know that those mounts are the guardians of Shura. Where can she ride? God knows if it will cause trouble because of this mount, and the person of the Shura King is eyeing?