Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 944: The cruelty of the little doll

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Ghost Doctor Fengjiu!

"You have such a skill and cultivation at a young age, Xiaohua, which family are you from?" the fat middle-aged man asked, squinting at Duan Ye.

"Pouch!"

Feng Jiu couldn't help but laughed when he heard the three characters "Little Wawa". Looking at Duan Ye when her face was flushed with irritation, that immature baby face was indeed worthy of the three characters "Little Wawa".

Duan Ye glared at Feng Jiu angrily, and glared at the fat middle-aged man: "I am your grandfather!" As soon as the voice fell, the eight-star flywheel in his hand shot out.

Feng Jiu stood aside and did not move. She was not weak during this night. She wanted to know where his limit was. What's more, the golden core peak was not easy to shoot. Therefore, she didn't. Worried that his life would be in danger.

Sure enough, when the early Jindan cultivator on the side saw Duan Ye attacking, he instantly attacked him, and stopped his attack before him to fight with him. In terms of the strength grade stage, he lost to the opponent at night, but In terms of speed and body style, he has the upper hand with subtlety.

Feng Jiu watched quietly, and Tun Yun followed her to watch the two clashing hands. The fierce air current in the air whizzed away, and a breath of spiritual power visible to the naked eye passed through the air. Strike each other.

"Hiss!"

The Golden Core cultivator had no weapons in his hands, and was pierced by the eight-star flywheel in Duan Ye's hands. Blood leaked from his shoulders instantly, and he took a sigh of relief and stepped back slightly.

Looking at the young man next to him, he didn't dare to move forward, because he knew he was not the opponent of the other party. He suddenly stepped forward, just like the dozen or so burly men who were killed.

However, he can't beat that baby face, but this young man in red is only at the level of a spiritualist, but he can manage it.

So, he saw that the boy had been staring at the battle between the two men, his plain clothes sleeves moved slightly, a dagger slipped out of his sleeves, and held it back in his hands. He took a dagger and stabbed at the young man in red.

"Boy, watch and kill!"

Who, Feng Jiu didn't even look at it, didn't dodge and didn't make a move, because the Tunyun who was standing at her feet had already screamed when he saw the man pouncing with the dagger. .

The small figure is like a ball, seemingly harmless and incompetent, but at this moment it shows its sharp claws. As the figure strays, the claws are facing the man holding the dagger. Scratched the wrist.

"Shoo!"

What’s shocking is that when a little pet like that flew up and showed its paws and fell, it actually brought a fierce and bloodthirsty aura. Its speed was so fast that it even made the great spirit The division-level men can't even dodge in time.

"His! My hand..."

The dagger fell to the ground with a clang, blood oozing from the trembling wrist, his face turned pale, he instinctively stretched out his hand to hold the bleeding hand, and looked at the **** wrist with a few deep bone claw marks. , Faintly visible bones half exposed, startled him with a heartbeat and screamed.

"Ah! My hand...My hand..."

Due to the sudden change on the man’s side, the golden core monk who had crossed hands with Duan Ye lost his mind for a while, and the sharp eight-star flywheel made a blood hole in his abdomen. He staggered back and his face turned pale. , Gritted his teeth with dissatisfaction and unwillingness.

For a while, I only felt that the **** smell in the air that had originally exuded the smell of blood became stronger.