Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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Another fearful voice came, "Ink Jin, You Jin came out from the Dead Island."

Mo Jin met an acquaintance in the South Island. Even if he fled the Dead Island with him, he did not say his identity, and she did not ask.

As long as he can do good things, it's easy to use and squeeze.

Mu Qianxi turned to the man and the woman in front of him. The man’s appearance in his early 20s was a dark purple robes wrapped in a slender figure, which made him look mature.

The facial features are three-dimensional, and the appearance does not belong to the ink brocade around her. However, he looks delicate and delicate compared to the beauty and toughness of the ink brocade.

Next to it is a pretty red woman, with delicate makeup and a special attention.

Mu Qianxi secretly: This Xiazhou is rich in beauty!

Ink Kam looks at the man in purple, and the corner of his mouth evokes a bright smile: "Akong, I haven't seen it for a long time? Have you missed me!"

Ink empty road: "A Jin, you will leave soon, you can't be seen by them."

"As for you..." He indifferently bowed to the woman beside him.

"You better not see what you do?" There is a threat in the tone.

Qing Yan angered: "Do you have any hands and feet in the ink temple? How can people who are locked in the soul of the island come out, this thing, we will not give up?"

"No one will believe you!"

Ink emptiness looked at Jin Jin. At the beginning, he was sent to the Dead Island by his own eyes. Now he saw him standing in front of him like a dream.

Mu Qian said: "Ink Jin, when you meet an acquaintance, let me introduce it!"

Mo Jindao: "It’s not clear at a time, standing here chatting, some are not suitable! Or we are looking for a tea house to sit down and talk."

Mu Qian said: "There are still shops on the other side that are not finished, let's talk again!"

Although the South Island is a small island, the area is not even one thousandth of Xiazhou, but the products are rich, experienced, and a lot of elixir, it is a paradise for shopping.

Mo Jin helplessly said: "Akong, I haven't seen it for a long time. We will talk slowly later, now I will buy something with this grandmother."

Mu Qian’s curiosity is too weak, or that it is similar to dust except for medicine.

The face of ink hollowed out changed, saying: "A Jin, you still have time to leave, if you are known by the elders and Qing Luoge, the trouble will be big."

Mo Jindao: "There is no need!"

What did you seem to understand when the ink emptied slightly? Keep up with the pace of Mo Jin and Mu Qian.

"You...you..."

"I must follow you, lest you run!" Qing Yan also chased it.

And then, the purchase of Mu Qian’s big cockroaches made the ink hollow and the green scorpion almost horrified.

"This, this, I want it all, ink Jin pays!"

"This, I want 500, and this!"

"..."

They are a little Miss of the Star Force! However, I have never seen anyone spend money like water.

Even if you buy a big cockroach, you can buy a very precious elixir.

Mo Jin is also very helpless. If the grandmother continues to spend this way, even if they search for ten dead soul ships, it is not enough for her to lose.

The green scorpion also stunned, and Mo Jin was not locked in the Dead Island. Where did it go? Is it so rich?

She pointed to a bottle of Qi Pin Dan in front of her: "Jin brother, I am going to break through the nine steps of the spirit king. Are you selling the drug to me?"

Mo Jintao said to her: "Miss Qing II, are we familiar?"

The face of the green scorpion instantly became darker than the bottom of the pot, and a bottle of medicinal herbs was not even a fraction of that woman's flower.

She thought that Mo Jin had a generous shot and would definitely agree, but did not think that he refused so simply.

She did not know that the space ring of the ink was not hers, but it was a thousand, and naturally, how to spend thousands of love, how to spend, and ink can not be controlled.

Just paying for the errands, the reason is that a grandmother is too big to dislike, too lazy to pay.

Ink emptiness has been looking at this purple woman, looks like the color he has never seen before, and he is careless about everything around him. He only laughs very happy when he sees the Chinese medicine.

However, the ability of this defeated family is also rare in the world.

Mu Qianxi finally swept almost, and with enough raw materials, Ghost Medical Building can gain a firmer foothold in Xiazhou.

With more kinds of elixir, she can study more new drugs and remedies. The dangerous physical condition of nine nights is too worrying.

Mo Jindao: "I know which tea house in the South Island is the quietest, come with me!"

The second of the tea house warmly entertained them. When the young people want to follow them into the private room, the ink is cold and cold: "Miss Qing Qing should go back."

"Ink, you are going to marry me!"

Mo Jin’s joking said: "Since you see it, let’s get started!"

"You...you are doing this to me!"

"Maybe, let me throw you out."

Qing Lan is really afraid of her hands, she left angry and annoyed, a flash of dark light in her eyes.

Ink Jin, you are waiting! This time, you must send you to the Dead Island.

Ink hollowed out a little helpless, "Are you still the same?" Debauchery, retrograde, do not put anyone in the eye.

Mo Jindao: "No! I am already on the island of death, and I have worn off a lot of edges and corners."

Mu Qian said: "It was on the island of the dead, and it was beaten back to the original shape."

"How do you know?" asked Mo Jin.

"Just!" Mu Qian said.

The ink hollowed out and said: "In the ink, I don't know how to call the girl."

"My name is Mu Qianxi!" Mu Qianxi faintly replied.

She turned to Mo Jin, "Talk about your business! You are my own now, I don't want to run out some cats and dogs, interfere with your efficiency."

Mo Jindao: "I am the three elders of Xiazhou's one-star force Moyu Hall. This is the young master of the Mo Yu Temple, because I am offensive to the young lady of Qingluoge. The owner of the Lock House is catching up."

"They thought that killing me was too kind, so I threw me to the Dead Island."

"Do you say that I am too miserable?"

Mu Qianxi nodded: "It’s a terrible thing to be a one-star elder of a single star."

The Moyu Hall is equivalent to the existence of Yunyan Zong, but this one-star power of Xiazhou is more than one?

Ink empty road: "Ajin is being shackled."

"Hey, people prove that the evidence is there, and the younger master still said that it is awkward. The old man is also very curious, how the young masters have crossed the sea, and this scum has not been sent to the Dead Island."

When the ink was empty, it was just an exit, and an old-fashioned old voice passed.