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

Immediately, a looming black ghost gas spewed out of his mouth, and then dissipated directly in the air.

"Amitabha... Out of breath? Do you need to recharge?" Hong Yi smiled and walked towards the black lion step by step.

He moved his fingers and made a crisp sound.

Unexpectedly, the black lion raised one of his front palms, made a stop gesture to Hongyi, and said:

"stop……"

"Someone admits that you are amazing..."

"However, a certain face as a ghost lion cannot be lost."

"So, can you not slap your face?"

"Take it easy!"

Having said that, he lay directly on the ground, two black fleshy claws resting on his forehead, raised his head, and gave you a light expression.

Hong Yi was immediately stunned!

so cowardly?

What about that beast king who looked down on the world just now?

With great interest, he circled the ghost lion twice.

Reach out and touch it lightly!

Yes, Not Bad!

With a body length of nearly 3 meters, a black muscle is full of streamlined violent beauty.

The ghost lion felt a pair of warm hands, and kept stroking it on his body, even pinching it lightly.

Suddenly, a bad premonition rose in my heart.

This monk is wearing a white cassock.

Ghost qi can be smashed with one punch.

The eyes are also aggressive.

You are a ghost lion!

Wouldn't this monk want to... eat me?

I heard that demon monks like to wear white cassocks!

Hong Yi came to the ghost lion and gently took down the two paws covering his forehead.

Gently lift its big black head up.

"Amitabha, yes, the poor monk is very satisfied!" Hong Yi nodded with a smile and said:

"Open your mouth, the poor monk look at his mouth!"

"Uh..." The ghost lion was stunned for a while, with a look of horror on his face.

"Huh?" Seeing the ghost lion, Hong Yi took off his backpack and placed it in front of it.

"The poor monk has always been the most reasonable, opposed to violence, and likes sex and peace!" Hong Yi whispered as he took out a kitchen knife from his bag.

The sound of "bang" directly cut into the bluestone in front of him.

Ghost Lion: "..."

"certain……"

The ghost lion obediently opened his mouth wide, his tongue sticking out!

Hong Yi took out his flashlight and observed it carefully for a while.

Nodding satisfied.

"Would you like to?"

"No... not willing!" The ghost lion's heart slammed, and it was going to eat me, and asked if I would like it?

It is indeed a monster!

It's too wicked to do things!

"Really don't want to be a poor monk as a mount? Then don't blame the poor monk..."

When Hongyi heard it, he didn't want to!

Immediately, he pulled out the kitchen knife from the bluestone slab, ready to give this ghost lion two blows first.

"A death won't let you succeed, a..."

Ok?

Be a mount!

So, don't you want to eat me?

What a monk, you said it earlier, you scared me to death.