Lie down without any guilt, covered the position of the waist, and screamed in pain.

Scar Ghost:? ? ?

Shen Jianruo didn't think about it.

"You want to be his teacher again."

hear those.

Gan Yi saw it.

Full of a kind of professional temptation.

What's more, I've been mixed up in Winterfell.

Gan Yi stopped behind a big villa.

And Gan Yi, who made a small movie about ghosts, also put away the video recorder contentedly.

Karma what?

Done.

Scar Ghost raised his head again, and said with a strange face: "What brother? Why don't I know him?"

These are my dearest relatives and friends.

Touch again.

That outside, if there is no trap.

Also edge the ball.

The hot and glamorous headmaster's eyes are simple.

A premonition of Xiang emerges in our hearts.

Your eyes are full of charm.

Such two noble male god-level ghosts are half lying behind the wine table with no defense at this moment, and the impact they bring is weak.

The scar ghost was taken aback.

The glamor and arrogance in the eyes of the insiders completely turned into coquettishness under the effect of wine.

Mrs. Su Yi, who was wearing a white plain robe, hadn't taken off her veil at this time, revealing this beautiful face that had just been moisturized.

The delicate and charming red lips were bitten hard by the white teeth.

I should have thought less about it a long time ago. There are so many young people in Xingfu Town who have been strictly prohibiting violations of law and discipline. How could no one dare to be so timid and sell so many ghosts' kidneys at once.

Gan Yi clicked her tongue.

The deans of the eight small hospitals do not have a personal independent villa.

He bowed his head.

Listen, listen, is that a human language?

There is a hint of obedience in you.

This human being is damn scary.

Obviously you are the one who finally got to know Shen Jian.

Although it is much different from what I imagined, the method of resurrecting ghosts and gods may not be able to actually give birth to a ghost and god.

According to Mrs. Su Yi, the two of you are reminiscing about old times in the villa.

Then through means similar to the descending of the consciousness body, perhaps it is really impossible to resurrect ghosts and gods in a different way.

"Ahhhh!"

So what are you doing?

I secretly remembered this brother who said that my waist is beautiful, and there was no heavy work last time, so I must be arranged first.

Shen Jian spoke.

One is the only small paper-making master in Donglin District. The blood-colored paper-making shop he established has earned a lot of money every day and is well-known, and he is also a male ghost king.

Even when giving you a massage.

He simply didn't run away.

Gan Yi is not on the way back yet.

Think about that.

Shen Jian: ...

Looking at the back of Gan Yi leaving.

"Karr."

Scar Ghost picked up the underground kitchen knife.

You took the initiative to kiss it.

The scar ghost saw this.

Scar Ghost was dumbfounded.

the other side.

The scarred ghost resisted chopping off the human's timid idea, and humiliated: "I promise to complete the task."

Feeling the sharp pain from the front waist, our expressions changed slightly.

[Current state: contradictory, simple, sad, and obedient. 】

……

an hour ago.

The hot and gorgeous male principal's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Nima.

He took out a kitchen knife from under his body and threw it over.

The two men were half leaning under the wine table, Mrs. Su Yi was still not drunk, and the headmaster Ru Yan stretched out a pair of crystal clear jade feet, swaying in mid-air.

If the corpses of those ghosts are fused together to form a mother body, and then a brand new monster is bred in the mother body, the horror level of this monster may not be a solution level at first.

Once the hour-long video was leaked, not to mention the old town, not the entire Happy Town would have no room for me.

From your eyes, Gan Yi saw that she was convinced.

And let you have the feeling that it is clear and clear.

Gan Yi thought about it.

Eyes blurred.

"Call your teacher."

That might be a bad time.

Another video recorder was pulled out.

Shen Jian stopped, and a few strands of electric arcs flickered between his fingers.

I want to cry and have tears.

Bad as blow eggs can be broken.

And I stepped back.

Scar ghost swears.

"He's been there for so long, hasn't he heard about the cult?"

empty.

Shen Jian had a strange look on his face.

open the door.

But before seeing Shen Jian vaguely, your eyes froze consciously, and the front became extremely simple.

And my report successfully made the other party vigilant, and designed to lure me into a trap, trying to kill me.

One is the director of the No. [-] Small Supernatural Hospital in Nanjiang District, who controls one-eighth of the medical resources in Nanjiang District, and is a famous doctor of his own generation.

Little catch tonight.

He turned around and knelt down directly.

Just seeing your unique skill, I don't even dare to resist.

For example: Why did she still treat you like this when she knew that you and Mrs. Su Yi were bad best friends.

She is worthy of being the two little rich wives of the horror world.

I walked towards my brothers with a determined face.

I give in.

And the dean of hot beauty also took off his white coat, only wearing a thin white shirt, and a white skirt that was below the knees.

In Scar Ghost's heart, this is called regret.

talking.

down the street.

Think about that.

"Brother, this pastor hasn't been wanted by the hardest-hit area yet, and he hasn't been hidden for a long time. In abnormal circumstances, he found me, but you can't ask me out for a deal."

"Don't call you teacher."

Reminiscing about the old days once, drink a bottle of wine worth a million dollars.

Looking up, there is a look of enthusiasm and arrogance.

If no one tipped off.

There was a strange flash in Gan Yi's eyes.

Scar Ghost: ...

It's young.

"Brother Garta's waist is all gone, and you let him be an informant."

"Your colleagues know about his relationship with Sister Lan."

Shen Jian walked over.

The taste, if I guessed correctly, is at most the medicinal wine brewed by the Seven Star Watching Meat Ghost.

Like a naughty little silver snake, it played back and forth between Shen Jian's fingers.

"Blood, damn it, what kind of rubbish technique is that, does the kidney need to open such a small mouth? Dogs will cry when they see that technique."

"Aren't you going to avenge your brother, why don't you give me anesthesia?"

Turn on the recording function.

At that time.

In Shen Jian's increasingly secure expression, I suddenly said happily: "You know, you really know a little clue."

Simultaneously.

"Your colleague valued the other party's low price, so he planned to plan a free meal and then sell the kidney to the pastor."

He is the brother who fought with me.

After learning the specific clues of the pastor, he also made a small guess about how the group of cults revived ghosts and gods.

"Teacher, you did know about their relationship once it was over. By the time you found out, it was too late, but teacher, he will always be your teacher, and you will always be a member of Huangquan Hospital."

"You were still wondering, who is so outstanding, who could win your heart two months after Sister Lan's husband died, and brought you here to see you. If it was him, you would have liked it." .”

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