Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

The water friends in the live broadcast room were even more stunned!

[Come, come, everyone support your waist, the master starts to show off...]

[Familiar words, familiar routines...]

【God takes good care of you...】

[Pharaoh: I gave Lao Tzu an injection carefully! 】

[Hahahaha... One shot knocked Pharaoh out! 】

"Walk... walked peacefully?" The beautiful doctor couldn't accept it.

This old man is obviously a ghost, right?

Already gone once?

Can the ghost go again?

"It's you...you female ghost, what did you do to me?" At this moment, Ye Gucheng jumped out angrily, pointed at the beautiful doctor and shouted loudly.

"Haha..." The beautiful doctor gave him a disdainful look, his eyes full of contempt.

"You..." Ye Gucheng was angry.

After all, I am also a master of the supernatural game!

You little bastard to be so underestimated by me, Ye, is really courting death!

With trembling hands, he pulled out the aura dagger from behind, and raised it with difficulty to point at the opponent.

Breathing heavily, he said, "You... I am a certain Ye... today... today..."

What the hell!

What the hell is going on here!

He has no strength at all, and he can't even draw his sword handsomely.

Ye Gucheng only felt that his body moved, and he sweated profusely, especially the palms, which were obviously very cold, and the palms actually kept sweating.

It must be this female ghost who gave Lao Tzu a ghost trick.

"Haha..." The beautiful doctor said disdainfully at this time: "Benji thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be a silver gun wax head.

20 rounds in 30 minutes... Your highest record is [-] seconds! "

"I..." Ye Gucheng blushed at this time, holding up his trembling fingers and said, "You, you are talking nonsense... Lao Tzu is known as a phase rush, and he will be afraid of it for a long time!"

Turning around, he saw Hong Yi and the others looking at him strangely.

"Don't believe what she said, it's pure nonsense..." Ye Gucheng explained weakly.

"Alas..." Hong Yi reached out and patted his shoulder, and took out a pack of tissues from his bag: "Wipe the sweat on your head, go back and eat more Liuwei Dihuang Wan, Huiyuan Shenbao, Haigou Wan, Jiuzhitang..."

The beautiful doctor was stunned as he watched the name of the medicine pop out from the monk's mouth, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

What kind of fairy is this?

You are a monk!

I'm the doctor, and you know more than I do.

"Don't say it...don't say it..." Ye Gucheng interrupted Hong Yi in horror.

joke!

Black chicken and white phoenix pills are out!

Can I eat this stuff?

Ye Gucheng wanted to cry... why is it me every time?

"Uh..." Hong Yi stopped talking when he saw that he didn't buy it.

Deserve Your Obstacle!

"Amitabha, what kind of chicken donor is this?" Hong Yi turned to the beautiful doctor and said:

"The poor monk has something to ask you... Do ghost doctors get paid? Is it weekends? Is the salary 16 a year? Are there any organized tours on holidays?"

Beautiful doctor: "..."

When Hong Yi saw the beautiful doctor's face, his face instantly turned down.

"Hey...I don't have any of these? I have!" Hong Yi said proudly.

[-] hits...

"Then you don't have this, and you don't have that. Are you an idiot here?"

Hong Yi suddenly looked down and shouted in a deep voice.

"Ha ha……"

Unexpectedly, the beautiful doctor on the opposite side was not angry at all, but opened his mouth and laughed.

"I hope you can be so sharp and sharp in a while!"