Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

In the main courtyard, the Hell who had just bathed came out, with water drops on the tips of his hair. He sat down at the table, poured a glass of water, and listened to Yingyi's voice outside.

"master."

"Come in." A deep, magnetic voice came from inside.

Yingyi walked in after hearing the sound, saw him sitting at the table, and asked, "Master, the subordinates have brought them here, do you want them to come in now?"

"Let them in!"

"Yes!" Ying Yi's voice was filled with excitement, and immediately walked out and brought people in.

The Hell Lord looked at him strangely, really wondering what he was excited about.

What he didn't even know was that some restless little thing was climbing from the tree to the roof, and quietly climbing to the roof of the main house.

And because the Hell’s courtyard of the main courtyard was not guarded in the dark except for the two guards of the courtyard, no one found the red figure on the roof.

Ying Yi brought the two women in and then backed out, closing the door of the room by the way, and grinning outside the courtyard.

In the room, the Hell Lord looked at the two beautiful women, but the girl's ruined face was thought of in his mind, and his eyes flickered slightly, a little distracted.

"Master, slave servant, let the master dry his hair!" One of the women said softly, looking at the handsome man, her eyes filled with obsession and joy.

The Hell returned to his senses, but when she saw that woman was wearing a red dress, her brows wrinkled, and she said displeased: "Who allowed you to wear red?"

The coercion on his body and the aura of the superiors spontaneously released, and the two women knelt down with soft legs in shock.

"Master forgive and forgive sins."

At this time, Feng Jiu, who came to the roof, held his breath, quietly uncovered a tile and looked inside, and saw the two women kneeling trembling in front of the Hell Lord.

She thought to herself: I really don't understand Lianxiangxiyu.

"Get up and wring your hair dry." He calmed his face and put away the coercion as much as possible.

"Yes." The woman in red gauze responded quickly, got up to the screen and picked up the towel, and carefully helped him to dry the water droplets on his hair.

The Hell Lord stared at the delicate woman standing in front of him with her head down slightly, frowned slightly, and said, "You, come here."

"Yes."

The woman replied, looked up at the Hell Lord shyly, and moved Lianbu lightly and came to him.

He stared at the thin waist in front of him, raised his arms and hugged them, but when he started, he didn't feel right. He was obviously the same woman with the same waist. Why did he feel different when he hugged him?

The woman saw the Hell’s arm around her waist, sometimes tight and sometimes loose. She was so happy that she snuggled up and called out softly: "Master..."

When the sound came out, the whole person was pushed out severely, and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

"Ah!" the woman exclaimed, she fell to the ground with tears in her eyes, and looked at the man who suddenly changed his face with a pitiful and timid appearance.

Ying Yi heard the exclamation in the room and quickly pushed the door and ran in: "What's the matter?"

Of course, when I saw a scene in the room, I was a little dumbfounded.

"Who allowed you to lean on this lord?"

The Hell Lord stood up, and the coercion and cold breath spread out from all over his body, which was very shocking. The two women in the room were shocked to kneel and dared not look up.

Suddenly, there was a small voice from the roof, and the Hell's eyes were cold, and he drank in a deep voice: "Who!" The palm of his hand condensed and blasted toward the roof.

"what!"

Feng Jiu exclaimed, and the whole person fell without warning.