Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 177: It’s hard to fly with wings!

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As soon as the sixteen heard it, they flew out and moved towards the back.

Seeing this, the Hell Lord stood up, and when he was about to walk back, he paused and touched his chin. Then, he took out half of the silver complexion from the space and put it on, before he walked back.

When he came to the back, he saw the red figure on the roof circling his men like a ghost. The speed of evading and retreating and the fierce attack made his eyes move slightly.

Originally when he was on the top of the mountain, he was stunned from behind while he was unprepared, but now he is on guard, the two foundation building monks under him were unable to take him down. I have to say that he once again let him He was admiring.

Unfortunately, it fell into his hands and it was impossible to escape.

"Hiss!"

A man in black who built a foundation and was kicked by Feng Jiu, took a few steps back from his entire voucher, rubbed his sore chest, and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn! What did your kid grow up eating? So strong feet?"

Feng Jiu closed his feet and threw a punch to another man in black at Zhuji, who was approaching, and sneered: "Of course he grew up on breastmilk!"

Hearing this, the corner of the Hell’s mouth standing underneath with the hand held an imperceptible arc, his deep gaze fell on the red dress, and he ordered: "Take the man down."

"Yes!"

The Jin Dan stage monks who watched from the side immediately responded. Two of them flew out, and the powerful pressure enveloped them. As soon as they shot, they captured Feng Jiu.

"Damn! Not only bullying the less with more, but also bullying the weak! Hiss! Uncomfortable! My hands!"

She exhaled painfully, her eyes staring with anger. This is the difference in strength, a world where the strong are respected.

Even if her strength is one of the best in the ninth-tier country, Yaori, but in these sixth-tier middle-tier countries, facing these powerful immortals, she is still vulnerable.

In the face of such a powerful enemy, she originally knew that she couldn't run away, but she still wanted to try it. Sure enough, the result of this attempt was that her hands were twisted back.

His! It doesn't hurt to twist other people's hands. Why is it that when you are twisted back, your muscles and bones feel like they are almost out of place?

"Master, the man has been arrested." Two Jindan monks detained the man before the Hell Lord.

Feng Jiuyi looked up, and then saw the man in a dark black cloud gown standing in front of her with his hand in front of her. Although the other party was wearing a half-silver mask and covering his face, only the **** thin lips under the nose and that The sharply chiseled chin, but the slender and sturdy physique, the sturdy and straight figure, and the temperament on his body still made her eyes bright.

At the moment, he blew a whistle like a dude, and praised: "What a **** and attractive man!"

Seeing that he was playing a rogue in front of the crowd facing their master, the sixteen monks in black were taken aback, glanced at the master quickly, and quickly lowered their heads to cover the corners of their mouths and couldn’t stop the overflow. Smile.

Sexy and alluring beautiful man? Said they master?

This boy probably doesn't want to live anymore.

When the Hell Lord heard Feng Jiu's words, he raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth evoked a wicked arc.

"Sexy? Alluring? Maybe, I can take this as a compliment."

It's just that the low, magnetic, lazy voice, no matter how you hear it, it seems to contain a fatal danger.

Like, praise?

Sixteen men in black glanced at each other, their skin tightened and their heads lowered.