Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

After listening to this, Wan Yan Qianhua's eyes flickered, she poured another glass of wine, and said, "It was okay as early as five years ago." When she spoke, she chuckled again: "Oh! It should be said that there has never been relationship."

That person, never wanted to have anything to do with her, before, it was just her own attachment.

After listening to this, and looking at the look on her face, Feng Jiu was slightly surprised. From her point of view, although her sister said that she had let it go, it didn't matter, but it seemed that it was not the case.

When I first met her sister that year, she just admired her in her heart. How similar she is to her, she naturally knew that her vision was not low, otherwise for so many years, she would not have been without the one she liked. .

But she did not expect that from the lower realm to the upper realm, she met someone who moved her heart, and she would also give up her proud face to pursue love. What she did not expect was that she fell in love with that The master of Xiaoyaomen.

The sect master, who is said to be several hundred years old, Jueshang.

Although in the world of cultivating immortals, age is not the focus of attention, there are also many strong or large families surrounded by young and beautiful female cultivators, but she did not expect that her sister would fall in love with an already People who are hundreds of years old.

When she heard her telling her about Jun Jueshang that year, she wanted to see this person. She was curious from the bottom of her heart. How good is a man who can make her sister tempted?

Drinking wine, thinking about things, watching her sister drank a glass of wine in one sip, she couldn't help but chuckle out: "Sister, you can easily get drunk by drinking like this."

"It's fine to be drunk."

Wan Yan Qianhua said, drank another glass of wine, and said, "Ajiu, why would he look down on me?" She Wan Yan Qianhua is dazzling wherever she goes, how many family princes and sects Junjie admires her, but the person she loves regards her as dust.

Feng Jiu put his chin in one hand, watched her silently, and laughed for a while, "Sister, I'll give you some treasure."

While talking, she took out a jug of wine from the space and poured her a glass: "Sister, try it."

Wanyan Qianhua took a sip, and after the entrance, she glanced at Feng Jiu, and at that glance, there was a charming and blurred color in her beautiful eyes: "The gods are drunk?"

"Haha, it's Shenxian drunk, after the improvement, is the taste better?" Feng Jiu said with a smile.

"Do you want to get me drunk?" Wan Yan Qianhua said, holding the jug and pouring another glass.

"Where, I just thought, let you taste my improved fairy drunk." Feng Jiu smiled sorrowfully.

"You said, how many cups will I get drunk?" Wanyan Qianhua asked, drinking the third cup, and when he was about to pour it, his eyes were already shaking.

Feng Jiu pursed his lips and smiled: "No matter how strong you are, you must be drunk after three cups." Otherwise, how could it be said that it was improved?

She looked at her drunk lying on the table with a smile, and called out: "Who is outside?"

"Master." Qin Xin and Leng Shuang walked in.

"Help her back to the room to rest, tell people not to disturb her, let her sleep well." Feng Jiu said, stood up and flicked her robes, only to see a layer of light passing over her body. The contaminated wine gas dissipated.

Leng Shuang and Qin Xin responded and helped Wan Yan Qianhua to walk outside.

"Master is going out?"