Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

"Uncle is not a bad person." He blinked and said with a smile, and then asked: "Uncle, we are going to Baichuan City, where are you going?"

"Not a bad person? Hahahahaha! It's really new." The demon cultivator glanced at Feng Ye, then raised his head and laughed: "I've lived for most of my life. This is the first time someone says I am not a bad person."

With a smile on his face, he looked at the little devil who ate the fruit from his sleeves, and said, "Little devil, you don't know what a devil is?"

Feng Ye ate the fruit and shook his head. He took another fruit from his sleeve and handed it forward: "Uncle, please eat the fruit."

The demon repaired squinted his eyes, took a look at him, and waved off the fruit in his hand: "Little devil, since you don't know what demon repair is, that demon wouldn't mind letting you see it."

As soon as his voice fell, he sipped to the magic repair behind him: "Grab them all!"

Hearing that, the people of the Thunderfire Mercenary Team wanted to do it. However, at that instant, a powerful pressure enveloped them, like a mountain pressing them, making them unable to move.

The twenty or thirty demonic cultivators quickly rushed forward, buckling and binding them one by one with their backhands.

Everyone in the thunderfire mercenary team, who had no resistance, looked ugly, but there was nothing to do.The Demon Cultivator led by him is at least at the Fei Xian level, and he is not a character they can deal with. When encountering a Demon Cultivator with such strength, what else can they do except a dead end?

Feng Ye blinked and bit the fruit. He looked up at the Mo Xiu beside him and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing with them?"

In addition to Feng Ye, even Zhao Yang was tied up and thrown aside.

"Don't you know what magic cultivator is? Then I will tell you why we are called magic cultivator." His voice was cold and bloodthirsty, and his expression was a little weird.

"Make fire! Put them on the fire rack and roast them!"

As the demon cultivator spoke, he saw a team of demon cultivators heading into the forest, picking up some branches, and then returning and stacking them into a fire. Feng Ye's heart moved when he saw it, and immediately said, "Is it alight? I'll help too."

With that said, he ran forward with short legs to help pile up the branches.

The headed Mo Xiu snorted, ignoring him.In his eyes, Feng Ye was nothing but a little demon, a little demon who had just entered the Qi-refining stage, and could not become a climate.

Therefore, he came to the fire and sat down, took out a raw beast from the space and let it be roasted by the way, and glanced at Feng Ye from the corner of his eye, and saw that the little devil was playing with fire and had fun. I didn't care about the life and death of those mercenaries, he gave a dark smile: "What a naive and ignorant kid."

As he spoke, he took out the wine from the space and drank it. He glanced at the mercenaries and saw them staring at him with ugly faces, but they didn't call out. He couldn't help but smile: "What? Are you not afraid? This deity is rare. In good spirits, I will give you a raw roast so that you can taste the taste of being slowly roasted to death on the fire."

Hearing this, the members of the Thunder Fire Mercenary changed their expressions slightly, and their eyes fell on the already burning fire.Are they going to be grilled on the fire?That was really Ling Chi's execution, far more painful and uncomfortable than killing them with a single knife.