Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

Chapter 24, there is something to say.

"Huh?" the woman looked down, and sure enough, the zipper was not drawn, and a touch of pink flashed.

She hurriedly turned around and searched for a buckle.

"Dead bald donkey, put down the vampire to the old lady... Otherwise, hum!" the woman turned around and said with a gloomy face.

Hongyi has to admire women, and he changes his face so quickly.

The little monk kindly reminds you that the zipper is open.

You ask the poor monk for something.

At this time, Master Lichen put on his robe and stepped forward with a vajra.

It's not a loss, it's a master

, and it's like hatred!" "Female donor, do you want to leave a WeChat

, and the poor monk will send it to you when the time comes?" "Or, come to Fazong Temple and talk about it in the back room of our room, and jointly study and study this blood clan?" The poor monk actually has a lot of research on Western culture, and all laws are one, so we can discuss and make progress together?"

Hongyi: "

..."Woman:"...""

Hehe... Old thing, you can stand it—" the woman scoffed.

It's just that the words are not finished!

"

Tut-tu

"My body can stand it... I really want to taste the witch hunter!" In

the darkness, a pair of silver eyes looked down coldly.

Indifferent.

Dismissive.

The moment the voice sounded, the woman's face changed drastically, as if she had seen something fearful, and she rushed to the taxi and pulled out a huge cross, as if this thing could give her a sense of security at this moment.

Hongyi looked at the silver-eyed man with some surprise, with long golden hair, meticulously combed, and a tall nose bridge, he turned out to be a foreigner.

Very handsome foreigner.

It's just the sharp canine teeth that reveal his vampire identity.

Looking at this woman's reaction, the foreign man obviously has a card than Xue Feng.

"

Tut-tu

Bang

! A gunshot rang out! The

woman looked at the little monk who pulled her hand in a daze.

This monk's chest is a bit majestic!

In a moment's time, Hongyi took the woman by the hand.

Unexpectedly, this woman went downhill and wrapped her hands around herself.

Ahhhh

It's a balloon filled with water again!

But Hongyi didn't have time to feel it, because more gunshots rang out.

"Get down!"

Squatting behind the taxi with her arms around the neck, a dense stream of bullets sparked on the body.

"Tut-tut..."

"Wow, the hero saves the beauty

...""Isn't the witch hunter already moved, but it's a pity that he is a monk from the East, haha...""

Don't you want the heart of a god?" "Why don't you

dare to come out?"

The man stood on the second floor and kept mocking.

Hongyi could feel the woman next to her, known as the witch hunter, her body trembling slightly, and she didn't know if she was angry or frightened.

"Little monk, how about we join forces?" The witch hunter turned to Hongyi and said

, "This is the Viscount of the Blood Clan, and his strength is very strong..."

There's no way not to be anxious.

She's just a little level 2 witcher, and she can still look at the baron, and for the viscount, it's absolutely nine deaths, no, nine deaths, one death, and it's done.

But the little monk beside him didn't speak, just stared at himself with big eyes.

"Don't look at it, join forces, join forces. Go back and show you the old lady naked, okay?"

Hongyi was a little stunned.

The little monk didn't mean that.

At this time, Master Lichen crawled over from the back of the car and said coldly: "Hongyi! Your Buddha fate is shallow, I am afraid that this temptation will not be able to control yourself, but the master will protect the Dharma for you when the time comes." "

If it weren't for the great enemy.

The witch hunter really wanted to tie these two monks to the cross and roast them for three days and three nights.

Listen, is this talking about human language

? If you want to come and see it, and protect the Dharma!

Phew, who said he was going to show it to you?

I'm not afraid of corns.

"Tut-tut-tut..."

"Introduce yourself, my name is George... When eating, I want you to call my name...", Viscount George's slightly perverted voice sounded.

Followed by.

The taxi in front of the three of them slowly rose, and I saw that his hands were grasping, slightly lifted in front of his chest, and shook it suddenly.

The taxi flew out and crashed into the villa walls.

An explosion sounded.

The taxi burst into flames.

Hongyi stood up, stared at him and said coldly, "Amitabha! 650,000 in total, ZFB or WX?"

he was furious.

The new car, which had only been on for a few hours,

was ruined.

And it seems that it is estimated that it will not be repaired.

Viscount George smiled calmly while installing bullets on the revolver: "It's really annoying! I have to waste a few more bullets, I can't help it, I just changed my new clothes today, I really don't want to stain it." As

he spoke, he raised his revolver again.

It's just that the posture of the little monk on the opposite side is very strange.

The same guns were raised.

This is a real pistol.

Do you use your own hand as a gun

? You still aim at it?

The witch hunter looked at the little monk in horror at this time.

I was annoyed.

I'm afraid I've found a fool to be my teammate!Big

brother, I admit that you have a great shooting posture, okay?

The problem is that you don't have a gun?"

Haha, little monk, you managed to make me laugh. Viscount George clutched his stomach and laughed, "I'll let you shoot first, haha... "

Are you people in the East so stupid?

In the dark night, a silvery-white light flashed, like a meteor, fleeting.

Viscount George bowed his head in disbelief.

A muzzle was shot through the chest, but there was no feeling that the body had been penetrated by an object.

It was as if it was a silver ray of light that instantly shone on his chest, clinging to it...

And then it was clear!

What is this?

George couldn't react for a moment.

Before coming, the patriarch had told him that the East was extremely mysterious, and strange methods were endless, and he hoped that he must be careful.

Could this be the "immortal law" that the patriarch said?

There is no substance, and it does not look like a spiritual attack.

What kind of power is this?

But he was a viscount, an immortal being, and in the blink of an eye, the muzzle of the gun on his chest was restored to its original state.

If Viscount George was surprised.

The witch hunter was simply shocked!

Her mouth was still wide open, staring at the little monk in a daze.

"Feel hell!"

roared Viscount George on the second floor.

Hongyi sensed an unprecedented danger, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Suddenly, the villa in front of me disappeared entirely.

A blood-colored cage appeared, enveloping him entirely.

Hallucinations?

The cage was filled with viscous black-brown blood flowing.

Slowly condensed into a ball.

Slowly, a figure stood in front of him.