Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

"Huh?" Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"I also received a letter from Master, asking me to go back, maybe I have to go tomorrow." He said slowly, with a gentle look on her face: "I will rush back as soon as possible to help you. One hand."

Hearing that, Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Well, you go! Don't worry about me."

The two sat in the courtyard for a while, and after chatting for a while, Mo Chen got up and left.

After they all left, Feng Jiu also started to deploy the next thing...

As soon as the news of the demon master's destruction of the four great immortal sects spread, all the forces were busy watching, and there was a sense of alertness that a troubled world was about to come.

However, two small figures are quietly descending the mountain at this time...

Between the mountains and the forest, on the trail, Feng Ye and Zhao Yang walked step by step in their short legs, one followed quietly, watching the surrounding movement vigilantly, and the other seemed innocent and innocent. His eyes were filled with unstoppable joy.

"Yangyang, do you think we can find my niece?"

Feng Ye, who is now six or seven years old, has grown a little taller, but her delicate face has not changed. Especially, when his immature voice says the word niece, the weird feeling is even more so. People find it strange.

Zhao Yang, who was a few years older than him, already looked like a young boy. He carried a sword on his back, a humble cyan coat, and a dagger hidden in those boots.

The two sneaked out of the mountain in order to find Feng Jiu.

"I heard a senior member say that the princess is in the Tiandan Tower in Baichuan City, as long as we go there, we should be able to find her." Zhao Yang said, the little appearance appeared resolute, and compared to Feng Ye's If he doesn't understand world affairs, he appears mature and sophisticated.

"Yang Yang, do you think my niece still recognizes us? What if she doesn't recognize us?" Feng Ye asked with a little worried face, frowning.

"The princess can recognize it." Zhao Yang said, still paying attention to the surrounding movement, his sullen face did not smile at all, only serious.

"Yang Yang, we've been walking for a long time, and I'm tired of walking, or let's fly with a weapon!" Feng Ye said, pulling Zhao Yang's sleeve.

"No." Zhao Yang refused: "The two of us are just children, and there is no one to protect. If we take out the magic weapon, it is easy to invite murder." He looked at Feng Ye with a serious and serious expression: "Master, you You promised me, you must listen to me when you go down the mountain."

"I know, but I'm tired from walking, and we all use it this way." Feng Ye pouted her little mouth and pointed to the boots under her feet: "Look, the boots are worn out, and my feet must rise. Soaked."

"Then take a rest." Zhao Yang said, leading him to the grass on the side and sitting down, taking out something to eat from it and passing it to him: "Eat some."

"Yeah." Feng Ye took the dry food and ate, and drank a few more sips of water. The two rested here for a while. Suddenly, Feng Ye's eyes lit up when he heard the sound of fighting in the forest.

"Yang Yang, there is the sound of weapons, let's go..." Zhao Yang interrupted before finishing speaking.

"Can't go." Zhao Yang put away the things with a dark face, and took his hand to say: "We can't help others, and we may even lose our lives because of curiosity, so we can't go."