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

Uh...

he……

He took out a leather whip!

In front of the small coffin board, there are three people around.

Han Xiaomei stared at the scene in front of her dumbfounded, her mind was a little unable to react.

"Hong...Hongyi, where did you get this set of equipment?" Han Xiaomei finally couldn't help but speak with mixed feelings.

"Oh! The poor monk bought it in a small shop at the foot of the mountain today. It seems that the owner of the shop is very honest, and the restraint force is really good!" Hong Yi replied with a smile.

The boss is also good, the things are good, but the location is too remote.

Be sure to give the boss a suggestion next time.

"Eh? Small shop?"

"Yeah! The name seems to be 'Yexialing'. Listening to this name, the magic weapon sold will definitely not be bad."

At this moment, Luo Ying's face was flushed, and her timid voice was a little excited: "How about? Give it a try?"

"Okay! The poor monk has already..."

Having said that, Hongyi took a small whip!

Snapped!

The sound is loud!

The mirror ghost's face showed pain, and an uncomfortable ** came out of his mouth.

"Ugh..."

Han Xiaomei and Luo Ying blushed after hearing this.

How strange the atmosphere is.

Snapped!

Another whip fell.

"Ah..."

Snapped!Snapped!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

After each whip fell, the mirror ghost's breath wilted a bit, after a while.

She looked weak at this point, as if she had been through a big battle.

Just when Hongyi took out a set of sex toys, until the mirror ghost was fixed and whipped, there was not a single barrage in the live broadcast room.

At this point, the fans exploded.

"Large SM scene.**I."

"I'm here to watch ghosts, not movies!"

"Brother, isn't the ghost on the coffin?"

"Typing with both hands to show innocence!"

"Strong strength can really do whatever you want, female ghost SM, ah, I am so envious!"

"Envy +1."

"I'm fine, you can do whatever you want..."

"Me too, not a drop!"

"I suspect you're driving! I'm getting out of the car, this is not a car for kindergarten!"

"Brothers with yellow urine, wake up those who are about to get out of the car, this old man will see who dares to get out of the car!"

……

"Amitabha, don't be impatient, the female benefactor, the poor monk will begin to transcend..."

With a solemn and dignified expression, Hongyi slowly pulled out a kitchen knife from his backpack.

The name of this knife, the tofu knife, is a must-have item for Master Chen to cook every day.

When going down the mountain, he opened the light smoothly.

Hand up and down!

The mirror ghost feels that today's ghost life is really ups and downs...

Looking at the kitchen knife that was less than a centimeter away from her neck, she said in horror, "I... I can actually do it.

Playing like this, the concubine...the concubine also likes it! "

"Monster! Hmph..." Hong Yi's spiritual power was poured into the marrow-washing meridian, and he slashed down in an instant.

How dare you attack the idea of ​​the poor monk boy Gong, courting death!