The Talented Doctor

Qin Lei himself did not hesitate to knelt down at the white-clothed youth with a puff, and kept kowtowing: "The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan. He ran into Mr., please don't be like ants like me!! "

The white-clothed youth didn't say anything, but the boy beside him giggled and said, "Oh, it's not fun to be recognized by him as the young master. Didn't you just say you want to show us something good?"

The **** the side glared at the boy and said coldly, "A Qing, don't mess around."

The white-clothed youth didn't even look at Qin Lei, and said lightly: "Kick them all out, noisy."

A Qing smiled more happily when he heard the words, and grinned in reply: "Okay!"

The next moment, before the words fell, with a wave of his hand, suddenly thousands of dense thunder and lightning fell from the sky and landed on Qin Lei and others.

Qin Lei only felt painful twitches all over his body, and the hair and skin all over his body smelled of burnt.

"Bang-bang-bang -"

One by one, members of the Qing Lei family fell, and then disappeared in the bamboo forest.

Before Qin Lei finally disappeared, he only heard the boy's grinning laugh, "Have you seen it? This is called a lightning technique. Is it fun to be struck by lightning?"

When Qin Lei woke up again, he felt the burning pain that he couldn't tell.

After finally adjusting his breath, he found that his cultivation base had been damaged a lot by the lightning, and it would take at least a month to raise it.

Qin Lei's subordinates are even worse than him, and several of them have even lost a small level.

Such damage is simply a fatal loss to the warrior.

Several of Qin Lei's subordinates filled in indignation and said, "Patriarch, should we just forget it?"

"Smack--" A slap slammed over.

Qin Lei's eyes were red, and he roared: "Shut up, do you know who it was just now?"

His subordinates were beaten up and looked at Qin Lei in panic.

Qin Lei took a deep breath, his voice hoarse, and said with fear: "The emperor's family is Yue Ze, go up against the heavens, go down to the five elements, he is jealous of the sky with his old illnesses, but he can use the palm divination method to win the world. Have you always heard of this sentence?"

Everyone under his team took a breath, and their faces were shocked, and even the steps under their feet were a little staggered.

"No...impossible? That white-clothed man is... the legendary legend of the Jun family that can win the world and the earth, and no one can surpass him in the divination of runes?!"

"Jun Yueze, who is a man who is like a **** and treasure in the Jun family, how can he appear alone in such a place?"

Qin Lei took a deep breath when he saw that his subordinates were shocked and frightened.

Yes, he didn't want to believe it at first.

How could a legend like Jun Yueze appear in a remote place like the Dark Cloud Realm?

However, apart from Jun Yueze, who else in the world can arrange such an invisible and invisible form that makes people fall into the Nine Turns of Lost Array without even noticing it? Who is weak in body, bad in practice, and low in cultivation, but can let a god-level monk be close to him?

Now Qin Lei is completely convinced that the black-clothed man pushing the chair behind the white-clothed youth is the legendary close guard of Jun Yueze, one of the few god-level monks in the mainland of Siam, Ji Weicheng.

"You have seen Jun Yueze, where is he?"

Qin Lei and the others were shocked, suddenly a clear man's voice came.