Chapter 176

Ling Mo Han chased out, but, after a while, he came back again. He apologized to the crowd and said, "the other party is coming fast and walking fast. He can't see his whereabouts."

The people of the pharmacist's Association shook their heads one by one. President Yu sighed: "it's not your fault. The people in the Yan hall are haunted by ghosts and ghosts, and their strength is also strong. The boy is targeted by them because of his talent in refining medicine."

"What kind of power is Yandian? Is my master in danger? " Leng Shuang came to them and asked in a hurry.

The chairman of the black market came over and said, "the power of Yan temple is greater than that of the black market. No matter it is a force that Xingyun college or other families can't afford, the Lord Yan is a strong man who can see the head and the tail of the dragon. No one knows where the base of the Yan temple is. The little brother of the ghost doctor falls into their hands, even if it is more or less ominous..."

"No! My master will be fine! " She drank loudly and looked at the chairman of the black market coldly: "you have to help me find the owner of the black market!"

"Don't worry. We'll find out about your master." Ke Hui did not refuse this point.

"You can rest assured. As far as I know, Yandian has arrested many alchemists and pharmacists recently. Perhaps, your master will not be in danger." The president of the pharmacist's Association said with a sigh, a good elixir Dabi originally wanted to select talents, but it was made like this by the people of Yan Dian.

Things spread like feathers in the wind, which made people sigh. They were all wondering whether the boy in red was alive or dead?

And, with the advent of night, a black figure in a few jumps quietly came to a house.

"Visit the Lord of hell!"

Sixteen monks in black saluted respectfully on one knee in the courtyard.

"Get up!"

The deep and cold voice contains strong pressure. He brushed his robes and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard. This time, he sat down with his face.

It is an amazing beauty face. The facial features seem to be exquisitely carved by heaven. The facial outline is as clear as a knife cut. It is cold but beautiful. Under the sword eyebrow, that pair of deep and mysterious eyes contains mysterious light, and the sharp and sharp cutting edge is introverted. Just at a glance, people can't help but lower their heads and dare not meet him, which contains powerful pressure and front Mang's black pupil.

And that high nose, is a thin sexy lips, at this time is slightly sipping, the whole body is permeated with a cold breath, noble as the God of heaven, and as fierce as the king of heaven and earth!

If Feng Jiu saw it at this time, he would exclaim: "Uncle Ling!

It's true that the master of Yan hall, Yan Zhu, is exactly what Feng Jiu is familiar with. Ling Mohan is just a fake identity of being a tutor when he enters the nebula as a layman. His big beard on his face is also pasted after careful treatment, which is quite true.

"How is the man?" Yan asked in a calm voice, with a trace of laziness in his deep voice, as well as the momentum of the superior.

"Back to the Lord of hell, the boy who was caught is still in a coma and still awake." A black friar said respectfully.

"Take good care of the people and go back to the hall of hell with you tomorrow."

Hearing this, the sixteen monks in black were all happy: "master, are you going back to Yan hall?"

As soon as the voice fell, suddenly I heard the rear guard exclaim: "no! The boy is going to run away

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