บท 235: Black Bellied Hell’s Lord！

He turned around, and looking at that red clothed figure running towards him with quick steps, his heart unconsciously soared but the expression on his face showed only puzzlement and indifference.

"You are?"

"It's me! Ghostly." She winked at him, her face filled with delight as she said: "Uncle, why are you here?"

Hearing those words, Ling Mo Han revealed a timely look of stunned surprise and said: "You are the Ghost Doctor?"

His voice then lowered a few notches as he looked around before asking: "Your face….."

"Heh heh, all healed! How is it? Ain't it peerlessly beautiful and incomparably good looking?" She asked narcissistically with a laugh.

Ling Mo Han's deep penetrating gaze then fell upon the snowy smooth skin and captured that peerlessly beautiful countenance within his eyes. A highly brief glint of a smile flashed in his eyes and he then said profoundly: "Mm, it's highly astounding."