Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

Leng Shuang next to him said faintly: "Du Fan's foot, he will not die and be disabled." That foot not only hurt his back, but also hurt his internal organs, if not. The top-level pill treatment, he was also considered useless.

The fan in Du Fan's hand opened with a shriek, gently fanning the wind, and said helplessly: "I didn't want to be so rude, but this person is looking for death by himself, and he can't blame me." He said, stepping forward. go with.

"I don't know who these people are. They are too crazy. So many people use the Xiujian in front of the street." Ye Feifei said, seeing one of the monks who had fallen and still had the Xiujian stuck in his shoulder, he quickly walked up. Go.

"I'll help you pull out the sleeve arrows!"

"This...no, no need." The man's face was a little pale, as if he was frightened, or after seeing the power of Du Fan's kick, when the girl came forward and said to help him draw his sleeve arrows, The man with the fan swept his eyes lightly, and he felt flustered and afraid.

"Otherwise, you can go to the hospital and have someone help you pull out and clean the wound and stop the bleeding." Ye Feifei didn't force it when he saw the other party's face, just let him go to the hospital quickly.

"Yes, thank you girl." The man quickly got up and went to the hospital.

And those people in black costumes have quickly brought the dead Wind Wolf corpse and the dizzy companion back away...

The three of them came to Feng Jiu and called out: "Master."

Feng Jiu's eyes fell on the monk who couldn't stand up for a while after returning the child to the woman. She said to Du Fan, "Send that person to the hospital! Just go back to the inn directly. Up."

Du Fan was startled slightly, followed her gaze, and when he saw a monk slowly moving towards the corner with a painful expression on his face, he responded: "Yes." After that, he went out.

"Master, you see I bought a little pet." Ye Feifei took out the little mouse from his arms and put it on the table.

Feng Jiu took a look and raised his brows slightly: "This is not an ordinary rat." She looked at her and asked, "Where did you buy it?"

Ye Feifei was very happy when he heard the master said that it was not a normal squirrel, and said, "I bought it from a monk who set up a street stall. He sells spiritual pets. This little squirrel bit me and I found out It has a higher intelligence than a normal rat, so I bought it."

"Your eyes are golden and blue, like a treasure hunting rat." Feng Jiu smiled and glanced at the small rat that had shrunk into a ball.There was ancient coercion on her body, and a little spirit mouse did not dare to approach her.

"Ah? Treasure hunting rat? The master meant that this is a spirit rat that can find treasure?" Ye Feifei asked in surprise.

"Looking back, I'll look through the book of Hundred Beasts to see if it is right." She said, her voice stopped, and smiled: "However, it is impossible to make mistakes in all likelihood."

"It's great!" She couldn't hide her joy and laughed.

Leng Shuang watched from the side with a smile.Speaking of it, Ye Feifei's luck seems to have always been good.

"Let's go! Go back to the inn." She stood up, and after closing the bill, she left with them and went to the inn.

On the other side, the black-clothed monks who had returned to the spirit beast reported the matter to their master, and after the confession, they stood aside, waiting for their master's instructions.

Hearing what they said, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat pondered for a while, and said, "I know about this. Get out!"