Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 172: What are you doing!

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Can't help but look up and down at the ghost doctor wearing a mask. Because he couldn't see his face clearly, he guessed from his words and deeds how he was in his twenties! But who knows, he said he was only ten or fifteen?

At this moment, he couldn't help wondering, is it really right to bet the reputation of the black market this year on him?

While Chairman Ke was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ling Mohan looked at Feng Jiu deeply, because he knew that the other party recognized him and knew that he had broken in that night. The man in black at the hot spring.

A middle-aged man walked over and glanced contemptuously at Feng Jiu who was wearing a red shirt. Then, he looked at Chairman Ke and made fun of: "Fifteen?"

"Hehe, President Ke, where did you find a nasty kid over here? Isn't your black market already empty? You invite such a kid to participate in the elixir contest? I'm not afraid of it. Did you lose your face on the black market?"

When President Ke heard this, his sharp eyes swept towards the middle-aged man with dignity, and he said unceremoniously: "Our black market matters, it seems it is not your turn to talk about it!"

"Hehe, you have lost in the black market for three consecutive years, I can understand President Ke's mood."

The middle-aged man gave him a provocative look, and then pulled a young man of 18 or 9 years old behind him, and smiled at Ling Mohan to please, and said: "Teacher Ling, this is a child ..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Ling Mohan glanced at the father and son without looking at Feng Jiu's body, and said, "Little brother, the elixir competition has not started yet, why don't you walk with me?"

"Okay." She smiled and raised the corners of her mouth, and said to Chairman Ke: "I will be back when the big competition starts."

Chairman Ke looked at Ling Mohan in surprise, then looked at Feng Jiu, and then he responded: "Okay, you go!"

Looking at the two of them walking towards the top of the mountain in black and red, he wondered, do they know each other?

"What is your relationship with the black market?"

Ling Mohan asked, looking at the little boy in red who was shorter than him, his brows were frowned, no wonder he called his uncle, he was standing with him, really like a child who hasn't grown up yet. .

"As you can see, they asked me to help and help them win the first place." She said casually, found a stone and sat down.

He stared at him inquisitively with eyes as deep as Gutan, and asked: "Have I seen you before?"

Hearing this, Feng Jiu looked at him, with a slightly joking look in his smiling eyes: "Uncle, are you still wearing red pants?"

As soon as the voice fell, his eyes glowed like a wolf, staring at him thiefly, and smiled: "Actually, I like red too. Look, I am all red."

Hearing this, Ling Mohan only felt a bit of cold, especially when the opponent stared at him like a wolf, which made him feel uncomfortable.

I thought to myself: Does this little boy have any bad habits in that area, right?

"Uncle Ling? What's wrong with you?"

I don't know when to get up, Feng Jiu leaned forward to him, and almost asked something against his chest.

"What are you doing!"

Ling Mo lowered his face in the cold, and instantly took a few steps back.

"I didn't do anything!" She said innocently.

He stared at him with a stern face, his low voice revealed a cold lesson: "A man should look like a man, like you, how proper!"