Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Give me the bamboo knot orchid."

Suddenly a voice made Feng Jiu slightly stunned and looked up and looked at the sound. He was talking about a middle-aged man in his thirties. His body was thin and his breath was gloomy, and behind him, followed by It is three monks of Jindan Peak and an early monk of Yuan Ying.

Feng Jiu had already put the box away, and those people thought that he just put it in the Qiankun bag, but didn't think about it. But at this time, it is undoubtedly staring at the bamboo tree.

"That's what I picked, you want, you don't want to find it yourself?" She raised her eyebrows, and the bamboo orchids were not unsearchable. Did she get the idea of ​​hitting her?

"Let you hand it over and hand it over!" The Jin Dan monk behind him sipped and stared at Feng Jiu.

Feng Ji hooked his lips and glanced at the Jindan monk: "You gave me the Qiankun bag at your waist. I can consider it and give you the bamboo festival."

Plainly want to get something from her? Is there such a good thing?

"court death!"

Start playing when you can't say a word. The Jindan monk sipped and tried to test the strength of Feng Jiu. After all, those who could come to such a place would not feel that they were good soft persimmons.

However, what they didn't even think of was that when the voice of the Jindan monk was about to be shot, the red-haired boy who had previously looked fearlessly shouted in panic.

"Ah! Killing! Grab something!"

The young man ran away, but actually ran towards them, and ran rampantly and passed by them somehow. They didn't have time to stop him and saw him fleeing to a hundred meters away.

"Damn! He grabbed our Qiankun bag!"

The Yuanying monk roared, and the first one turned and chased toward Fengfeng. The latter few people also looked down after the reminder of the Yuan Yingxiu, looking down, this look, the face is black.

The bags of Qiankun hanging from their waists were gone, and the waist was empty. I thought of the number of treasures in their bags. Several people bite their teeth and quickly chased the red boy.

I was going to grab the bamboo shoot orchid that the red-haired boy picked. After all, such looting is very common here. There is no moral constraint. Some are only strong and strong, and strong people can be from others. Snatching things and even killing people.

For this, the default has been formed here, even if some family aristocrats will be teamed up here, one is to prevent being targeted and become a target, and the second is to find out what good things, they also have that Strength and competition.

I just didn't expect that the red boy who was stared at them actually dared to win their bags in front of them.

Thinking of his own Qiankun bag was taken, or a red kid who is less than 20 years old, their thoughts of killing people are even worse.

That kid, it is best not to let them catch him!

After getting the few people's Qiankun bags, Feng Jiu ran a pair of eyes at this time, and did not go to see what was in the Qiankun bag and ran to the people behind him.

Want to grab her stuff? She grabbed them first! See if they dare to beat his idea.

"Stand up! Stinky boy, you stand for me!"

The back of the Yuan Ying monk roared, the black face with a gloomy killing, I thought that a few breaths can catch up with people, who knows that they have been unable to get closer by distance.