A Manga Doctor

"Hmph, is this the only thing you can do?" Daoist Simu sneered, "If you meet me, you will be destined to have this calamity. Look at the sword!"

The four-eyed Taoist priest didn't care about the beauty of this vixen at all, and waved the mahogany sword in his hand, ready to chop the vixen under the sword.

Seeing the four-eyed priest approaching quickly, the vixen hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to tear off his outer clothes.

"What are you doing?"

The Taoist priest with four eyes widened his eyes: "I'm a master of Taoism, don't do this with me, it's useless..."

"Hmm..." Daoist Simu wiped the tip of his nose with his hand: "It should be that I got angry recently. It seems that after this business trip, I need to soak some chrysanthemums to get rid of the fire."

After tearing off the outer layer of clothes, the vixen was only left with extremely cool clothes. Large areas of skin were exposed outside, her breasts were half exposed, and her round and white long legs were alluring.

"Come on!" The vixen beckoned to the four-eyed priest.

She carried a charming force, a pair of watery eyes with various charms, and she posed in a charming and slutty posture, her ruddy lips gently biting her green jade fingers.

"Four-eyed Daoist, as the saying goes, how can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife? Why don't you leave this little monster to me!"

Murphy stood up and said in a dignified manner.

It's just that Murphy just took a few steps forward, and immediately frowned.

This vixen is beautiful, she is beautiful, and she is also very sexy, but...she seems to have body odor...

This made Murphy tangled...

"Come on..." The vixen's red lips made a seductive voice, with a special charm, which made people's blood swell.

"Young master, there is a good saying, those who are able do more work!" Daoist Simu swallowed his saliva, stopped Mo Fei and said, "Your martial arts are good, but you might make mistakes when you deal with ghosts? I am different, I am a professional with four eyes when dealing with demons and ghosts, so let me use my whole life's cultivation to eliminate her sins!"

"Okay, Dao Priest Four Eyes please!"

Mo Fei doesn't need to worry about it anymore, why bother the face of the four-eyed Taoist priest because of a vixen?

It's not Ren Tingting...

The Taoist with four eyes blushed, and the mahogany sword in his hand was directly thrown aside by him.

The vixen blew another kiss to Priest Simu.

"I can't take it, baby, I'm coming!"

The four-eyed priest pretended to be a vicious dog snatching food, and threw himself on the vixen, hugging her delicate body.

"Wow, baby, you are so soft and comfortable!"

The four eyes grow on the vixen's slender neck, sucking mouthfuls one by one.

"Is it because my senses are too sharp, or is the practice of the four-eyed priest not enough?"

Murphy was very confused. Based on his perception, the closer he got to this vixen, the stronger the stinky breath on her body. Anyway, no matter how lecherous he was, he didn't dare to act like four eyes. For a long time like this, I hugged the vixen and kissed fiercely.

As far as Mo Fei's power at this time, it undoubtedly surpassed the four-eyed Taoist priest by a lot. They are not of the same class at all, so they cannot be compared.

Thinking about it, it should be that the realm of the four-eyed Taoist master is not enough. Even if he knows what this vixen is in his heart, he can't see the essence through the phenomenon for the time being.

It's as if you can tell that a person has undergone plastic surgery and has a facelift, but this does not prevent you from showing her rockets through the screen.

The vixen is still using the hands of the four-eyed Taoist priest to burrow all over her body, and she has a girlfriend's smile on her face, holding the hand on the back of the four-eyed Taoist priest, and her nails are slowly growing.

It's Fox Paws!

It seems that she felt that Taoist Priest Four Eyes had been charmed by her, so she could do it now.

But Mo Fei always knew that the four-eyed Taoist priest was awake from beginning to end, just playing with this vixen.

Unlike Uncle Jiu, who is serious and rigid on the outside, but sinister on the inside, Daoist Simu is just an old urchin who is greedy for money, especially when he is with his old rival Master Yixiu, he can do all sorts of weird things .

Sure enough, just as the fox was about to pull out the heart of the four-eyed Taoist priest from behind, the four-eyed Taoist priest grabbed both claws at once.

"Wow, it's just for fun, you want my life?"

The four-eyed Taoist kicked the vixen out.

Like a gourd rolling on the ground, the vixen rolled a long way before stopping, a lot of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, she looked at the four-eyed Taoist priest in horror, and flew away quickly.

"Steal my body and want my life. If you get away with this, how can I mess around after it gets out?"

The four-eyed Daoist made a formula, and the mahogany sword that he had thrown aside earlier appeared in front of him like lightning, and then he pointed at the vixen:

"Exorcism Sword - Go!"

The mahogany sword immediately turned into a golden light, and flew out with a whoosh, piercing through the body of the fleeing vixen.

"Bang!!!"

The vixen's body exploded instantly.

Can't die anymore!

"Wuliang Tianzun!" Daoist Simu inserted the mahogany sword back into his back: "Who told you to be unlucky, you met me!"

Chapter 740: People light candles and ghosts blow lights

"Junior brother, who is this?"

Uncle Jiu looked at Mo Fei, whom he had never met before, and asked the Taoist priest with four eyes in doubt.

"Senior brother, this son's name is Mo Fei. The friend I met on the road is very interested in Taoism. When he saw me 'chasing corpses', he insisted on pestering me to ask about the secrets of Taoism."

The four-eyed Taoist priest said: "I can't help it, just follow me all the way."

"Uncle Ninth, I have admired you for a long time, and along the way, Taoist Priest Four Eyes has praised your senior brother for his strong Taoism, and he is far above him. You are a Taoist master." Mo Fei smiled.

"Where is that, being poor is nothing more than a trivial trick!" Uncle Jiu waved his hand, his rigid and serious face was full of humility, but the curvature of his mouth, it is not difficult to see that he is so fond of Mo Fei's rainbow fart , It is quite useful: "Brother, he just talks nonsense and flatters me as a senior brother. Don't take it to heart, Mr. Mo."

If Mo Fei really believed Uncle Jiu's words, he would be an idiot.

"Uncle Jiu is worthy of being a master of the seniors. He has the demeanor of a master, and his humility is as humble as a valley, which makes the younger generation admire him."

"Young Master Mo is overrated, I think you are handsome, young and promising..."

"That's enough, that's enough!" Daoist Simu quickly interrupted, he was too lazy to listen to the business nonsense of Mo Fei and Uncle Jiu, and said, "Senior brother, hurry up and find a place for my guests, the sky will soon dawn gone."

Only then did Uncle Jiu wake up from the ecstasy, and let Mo Fei and Taoist Four Eyes enter the gate of Yizhuang with endless enthusiasm.

Everyone thinks that Uncle Jiu is rigid and stubborn, so basically no one brags about Uncle Jiu.

However, a "stunned young man" like Mur Fei came, and Uncle Jiu felt that this young man was very spiritual at first sight!

Along the way, in order to get rid of the corpses, Mo Fei and the four-eyed Taoist priest both came out at night, so after placing the corpses, the four-eyed Taoist priest fell asleep.

"Mr. Mo, don't you want to catch up on your sleep?" Uncle Jiu asked curiously.

From Uncle Jiu's point of view, Mo Fei and Taoist Priest Four were walking together, and Taoist Priest Four was sleepy and exhausted. There was no reason for Murphy to be energetic after traveling all night.

"Uncle Jiu, you don't know something. I'm actually a martial arts practitioner. Compared with ordinary people, I seem to have more energy, but I'm not sleepy now." Murphy said.

"A martial arts practitioner?" Uncle Jiu looked at Mo Fei in surprise, because Mo Fei's body was thin and slender, with the appearance of a literati, and he really didn't look like those muscular martial arts practitioners.

But when Uncle Jiu took a closer look at Mo Fei, he nodded and said in surprise, "I almost didn't realize that Mr. Mo, you have such exuberant vitality and so refined spirit!"

At this time, a melon-haired man dressed in colorful clothes came out of the room in Yizhuang, rubbing his eyes:

"Master, I'm so hungry!"

When Uncle Jiu saw this guy, he was very angry. They were all young people. How could there be such a big gap between them?

The young man in front of him was neatly dressed and polite, and he was lovable just by looking at him.

And what about his apprentice?

Stupid, lazy and greedy!

"Didn't you see that Master is entertaining guests?" Uncle Jiu said angrily.

"Guest? What kind of guest?" Wen Cai's eyes widened and he saw Mo Fei with a curious look on his face.

"This is a friend of your fourth-eyed uncle, Mr. Mo Fei, who has studied abroad and is a senior intellectual."

After introducing Mo Fei, Uncle Jiu casually pointed to Wencai, and said with some embarrassment, "This is a poor Wencai..."

"As expected of Uncle Jiu's disciple, one can tell at a glance that he is a dragon and phoenix among men, and he will become a great weapon in the future!" Mo Fei praised vigorously against his conscience.

"Haha, you are so powerful, I hid so deeply, or did you see it?" Wen Cai said happily.

"Why are you so happy?" Uncle Jiu frowned, and said, "He is just being polite to you, do you really take it seriously?"

Wen Cai's face collapsed on the spot.

In front of outsiders, Master doesn't save himself any face.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu has always been a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, scolded Wen Cai a few words, and then went to the kitchen to bring out the cooked porridge, pickles, and steamed buns.

Mo Fei also knew how much Uncle Jiu loved his two precious apprentices, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. No matter what kind of disaster they caused, Uncle Jiu would wipe their butts clean for them.

The three of them got together and chatted a few words. Thanks to the lack of skin and face of the literary talent, the two sides quickly became acquainted.

"Brother Mo, how did you become friends with my four-eyed uncle?" Wen Cai sipped his gruel and said, "As far as I know, four-eyed uncle has always recognized money but not people."

"Snapped!"

Uncle Jiu slapped Wen Cai on the back of his head without any hassle: "What I taught you before, you should respect your teacher and don't speak ill of your elders behind your back."

"Although junior brother does have some... well, he likes yellow and white things."

Murphy: "..."

In other words, Wen Cai's habit of gossiping about others is passed down from Uncle Jiu as your master, right?

Wen Cai stuck out his tongue from the slap.

In line with his premature aging appearance, he is somewhat ugly and cute.

"To tell you the truth, I have been obsessed with Taoism since I was a child. However, my family did not understand my ambition and did not allow me to become a monk. This time I saw the four-eyed priest's technique of 'removing corpses', and I was ecstatic. The Taoist priest got close, and gradually became friends."

Mo Fei asked bluntly: "Uncle Nine, do you think that with my condition, do I have a chance to join a famous sect like the Maoshan Sect?"

In the myths and legends of the Maoshan School, it also belongs to the inheritance of the Three Qings. Who knows if worshiping the Maoshan School will allow you to have a big boss behind you as a backer?

That's Sanqing!

If not, then there is nothing to lose!