Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

A Buddhist language came, with compassion and majesty, let Feng and Jiu people follow the voice, and see a monk wearing a beige Buddha coat standing in the crowd with his hands, very conspicuous.

Looking at the monk, Feng Jiu’s eyes flashed slightly. This is the first time she saw a monk here, and it looks no different from the monk she saw last time.

No, there is still a difference. This monk has a Buddha light, even if it is faint, it is also Buddha light.

As far as she knows, most of the Buddhas and monks in this continent are from the Wanfo Zongmen. Thinking of this, she lifted up and motioned for the cold frost to recede.

“Master is the man of Wanfozong?”

She asked directly, her eyes falling on the other side. The bomber can get rid of the pressure of cold frost, this person's strength is repaired as a matter of self, and he should be called a master.

The monk also followed a little monk. When he heard the words of Feng Jiu, he could not help but look out from behind and curiously watched Feng Jiu.

The monk in front of him heard the words of Feng Jiu, but smiled slightly: "The female donor’s eyes are like a torch."

Feng Jiu's lips smiled and said: "Today, this person, I will give the master a face, not kill him, but..." She sounded a sound, and a cold light instantly hit her, like a sharp blade. The landlord on the ground cut off.

"Oh ah...ah..."

The screams of screaming sounded, and a broken arm rolled off the ground, and the blood splattered, and it was shocking.

In the sudden scene, no one thought of it. Even the monk was awkward. It seemed that she did not expect her to shoot, and the speed was so fast that he couldn’t stop it.

"The death penalty can be exempted, and the living sin can not escape." Feng Ji said not slowly, Qing Qi did not go to see the mourned screaming city owner who was cut off, but looked at the monk.

The monks put their hands together, and they whispered slightly and whispered: "Amitabha."

"My name is Feng Jiu, I don't know how the master calls it?"

The monk looked at Feng Jiuyi in the red dress, the beautiful face with a light smile, calm and indifferent, as if he did not see the body on the ground and the city owner who broke a **** DC.

Looking at her, he secretly recited Amitabha in his heart, and then slowly whispered: "The female donor, the barren law is a ring."

"One Master, we will have a period later." Feng Jiu said, smiled slightly, and then turned away with cold and cold cream.

After listening to this sentence, there will be a period, the monk's face will be thoughtful, watching the figure of the three people disappearing at the end of the street, he has a hunch in his heart, they will meet again.

The little monk came out from behind and curiously asked: "Master, how is this female donor so powerful?"

"She is very human."

The monk whispered, and looked at the people on the ground, and said with both hands: "Amitabha, the lord, you are too sinful. If you don't do good deeds, you will have life and worry in the future, donor, you can do it yourself!"

As soon as the voice fell, the monk and the little monk crossed the people on the ground and stepped away.

The city owner who had been broken by an arm, because of excessive blood loss, could not help but faint in the past. The city guards saw it and suddenly became confused. At this time, the guard who stayed on the side swallowed. Salli, slow down, and said: "What are you doing? Send the city owner to the hospital! Come on!"