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

Just after Miao Lu walked out of the door in a daze.

"boom……"

"puff……"

There was a constant crashing sound behind him.

As soon as I got into the car, I felt a whirlwind.

"Rumble..."

A loud bang in the dark.

Miao Lu looked at the ruins in front of her in disbelief.

It's less than a minute!

This girl's house has been completely collapsed!

"He...he..."

Suddenly there was a deep breath.

"Bang..." A pair of bloody hands patted the glass next to the main driver.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Miao Lu suddenly screamed out in fright.

Immediately afterwards, a pale face full of bloodstains was slowly pasted up.

It was the blonde who was in the room just now.

Then I saw the monk in white, who was the boss of the supernatural bureau, rudely tore the blonde's hair and dragged it aside.

Hongyi pulled open the rear door with one hand and stuffed the female vampire Anna inside.

Turned to the co-pilot.

"Amitabha... The donor Miao Lu is driving!"

"donor?"

"Ah... Ooo!"

Miao Lu hurriedly started the car and said cautiously:

"This... Master, where are we going?"

Hong Yi turned his head and glanced at the vampire behind him, and said with a smile:

"Go to Xingling Castle..."

"Hurry up... the poor monk is in a hurry!"

In the dark of night, Miao Lu was driving fast on the sparsely populated U.S. highway.

"Are you dead? If you're not dead, sit down!"

Hong Yi put one hand on the back of the co-pilot, twisted his body and pushed up the head of the female vampire Anna.

"He...he..."

Anna tilted her neck and glanced sideways at the monk in front of her, her blood-filled mouth cracked slightly.

"You will die monk!"

"Noble vampires are immortal... immortal!"

Hong Yi frowned and stared at the vampire who had been hammered by him, and couldn't help nodding his head!

Amitabha!

Be tough!

Poor monk likes it.

He pushed her head aside and silently opened the backpack in front of him.

"Master Miao Lu...is your car not expensive?"

Miao Lu, who was concentrating on driving, nodded and said:

"Not expensive! American cars are very cheap..."

"Amitabha... Then the poor monk can rest assured. You concentrate on driving, and the poor monk will go to the back." After hearing this, Hong Yi smiled slightly, took out a sharp kitchen knife from his backpack, got up and drilled from the middle of the car to the back.

"Amitabha" Hong Yi gently pushed the vampire Anna aside, gently placed his body on the middle leg, gently smoothed his long golden hair with his fingers, and said with a smile:

"The poor monk actually admires the abilities of your vampires, such as this immortal body... It's really powerful!"

"That William was the same back then. The poor monk used a blood bag that was less than 2000 Huaxia coins, and picked up more than 100 big waists!"

"What an amazing species!"

"You hold back and don't make a sound, the poor monk is an experienced veteran, and he starts very lightly!"

Anna was lying on Hong Yi's lap, listening to the monk saying a bunch of words that she couldn't understand, she was a little confused.