Chapter 85 (2/2)
Bang!
After one stroke, there is a surge of true Qi between the palms. The true Qi condenses but does not disperse, so it presses on the back of the foreign monk.
The sound of crunching of bone and flesh that makes people's teeth sour. Like the sound of someone being run over by a truck, a sunken palm print is pressed out on the monk's back.
The foreign monk was unprepared and spat with blood in his mouth. The golden awn in the eyes is scattered, and the Sanskrit in the mouth stops!
The Buddhist beads and holy pages covered with ghost generals lost the support of foreign monks and fell to the ground. Scattered Buddhist beads hit the floor, making a Ding Dong sound
Then, the foreign monk fell to the ground and looked at the man behind him in disbelief.
Real gas, is the second grade real teacher!
The other side has a real Qi state of the master presence, why to now just move? You can crush yourself at the beginning, OK?!
”Cough.” The figure coughed twice and turned pale.
He gave the monk a cold look, then turned to look at the fallen white-collar man and T-shirt man: ”two waste If I didn't have a temporary change in my plan, I would have lost a precious ghost general when I happened to come to the Metro Line 5. ”The two men suddenly had no facial expression and were shaking: ”altar The Lord... ”
Why is the altar owner here?
This figure is the one song Shuhang wanted to look for in Yuanlong drugstore. At this time, the jar owner's face was pale, and the poison in his body had not been untied.
”Master, please spare our lives! This mission, we I've tried my best! But this foreign monk is so strong The T-shirt man begged for mercy from the owner of the jar. The defeat was not that our army was too weak, but the enemy was too strong! And now the ghost will be bitter and you have not been purified. Maybe the jar master will spare their lives?
”Spare your life?” The jar owner's face was gloomy: ”useless waste has no value in the world. But There's something else you can do. ”
White collar men and t-shirt men smell eyes, eyes a joy.
But the next moment, they only felt a sharp pain in the head, and they lost consciousness as soon as they were dark.
”Bitter and quiet Eat them. ” The owner of the jar wiped off the blood on his hand and said coldly.
The ghost in the sky will be bitter and greedy to the bodies of two men, drag out their souls, not waiting for their souls to react, they will be thrown into the mouth to swallow them.
With the two men's soul supplement, kuyou's injury immediately recovered a lot.
”Fortunately, the plan has changed temporarily. Otherwise, I would like to accompany my wife to break the army again during this trip to the south of the Yangtze River. I would lose my grandmother's house.” The master murmured.
Originally, I just wanted to get the spirit ghost from the ”master song”, but because of an inexplicable ”intelligence”, I became greedy in my heart.
As a result, for the sake of ridiculous intelligence, he lost a precious subordinate, and he was also inexplicably poisoned.
Finally, he escaped to Guangyuan Road area and licked his wounds in silence. And successfully found a drugstore nearby, want to configure the antidote.
But today, by chance, he found someone on the Internet checking which drugstore in Jiangnan area was selling four kinds of antidote herbs. All of a sudden, he felt the creeps.
He clearly realized that the four antidotes were traps set by the ”master song” in order to find out who was behind the scenes!
No wonder that the subordinates who were poisoned at that time could escape all the way back to their hotel. It turns out that everything is a trap.
Thinking of this, the jar owner did not hesitate to pack his bags and run away.
This is their fate should not be unique, lucky to detect the traces of the Internet!
As an evil spirit monk, he can live to the present by being careful. Even if it is only one thousandth possible, he will surely escape.
Then, coincidentally, he came to the line 5 subway.
By coincidence, he discovered that his two worthless subordinates and precious ghosts were being chased and purified by a foreign monk.
I'm so lucky that if I get on the subway earlier or later, I'll miss this train and lose my precious ghost!
”It seems that after so much bad luck, I'm finally turning my luck.”
The altar owner said in his heart.