Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

They dared not fight back for fear of hurting this little boy.However, Hao'er's attack was tightening step by step, and it made the two of them dodge a little effortlessly.

At this time, the dozen or so disciples behind them quietly gathered around Seventeen to deal with Seventeen, a low-level monk who had just stepped into cultivation. Any disciple could absolutely suppress him. In no time, they would do it. First caught seventeen.

"Stop! Otherwise, we will kill him!" A disciple who was holding Shichi drank, pressing the sword in his hand against Shishi's neck.

"Seventeen!" Yue'er exclaimed, a pair of beautiful big eyes filled with anger.

Mu Chen pursed his lips, clenched his small fist, did not speak, but stared coldly at the disciple with the sword on the neck of Seventeen.

Hao'er stopped her hand, gaze like a knife, and looked at the disciple coldly. The cold gaze made the disciple shiver, and she involuntarily shrank back, but she was holding the sword. The hand on Seventeen's neck did not move away.

"Get him up!"

There was a shout, and I saw that the great elder hurriedly with people, and immediately ordered his disciples to arrest Hao'er.

"Master, leave me alone!" Seventeen shouted, struggling, but was scratched by the sword's edge, and blood leaked from his neck.

"Seventeen, don't move!"

Hao'er drank coldly, with a cold face like cloth frost, his eyes swept across the blood-stained neck of Seventeen, and then stared at the disciple, saying every word: "If he is dead, I I want you to be buried with your family!"

Because of these words, and because of Hao'er's cold eyes and serious look.The disciple was shaken back alive, his face paled in fright, and his lips trembled. The Lord of Freedom took a step back and carefully removed the sword that was placed on Seventeen’s neck, lest he would return it. Will accidentally die under his sword.

Seventeen, listening to Hao'er's words, his eyes were hot and his throat choked.He stood stiff and didn't move, watching several disciples step forward, and tied Hao'er with ropes.

"Sorry young master, I was the one who caused you." He lowered his head reproachfully, very guilty.

"It's none of your business, I can't beat them." Hao'er said, staring at the elder coldly, and at the same time he ordered: "Silver Wolf, take Chen'er Yue'er and leave!"

"I'm not leaving! I want to be with Big Brother!" Yue'er shouted.

"I'm not going either." Mu Chen also said, standing still.

Silver Wolf glanced at the two little guys, but did not speak.Because even if you take them to escape at this time, you don't know where to escape. What's more, they are so small, without Hao'er and Shiqi by their side to take care of them?

In addition, Haoer is its contractor, and it is impossible for it to just leave it alone.

"Hahahahaha, you just want to go, but you can't go."

Rampant laughter came overcast, with a bit of excitement and hostility in his tone.

The silver wolf turned around for the first time, came to the two little guys to protect them, blocking them behind, bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes staring at the mighty crowd of people coming, vigilantly. Passing those people, fell on the monk wearing a black cloak at the front.

"Is this the super sacred beast Silver Wolf? It is indeed majestic and extraordinary!" The ancestor of the mountain demon stared at the silver wolf with excitement with a vicious look, as if looking at his belongings. The eyes are very aggressive.