Supernatural: the Opening Host Approached Science

frenzied.

There is no humanity.

Identification is completed.

A touch of shyness appeared on Jiang Han's face, and Ai Ai looked at the short ghost king: "Dude, ask something"

The short ghost king's face was as black as ink: "How dare you ask me about things?"

Jiang Han nodded: "Yes, those guys I killed just now, the Spirit of Fate, if you know where you can find it, if you don't help me find it, I will consider giving you half your life."

The short ghost king laughed angrily.

"You alone dare to threaten me!"

"I'm afraid you don't know how to write dead words!"

He raised his hand and said loudly to the ghost king behind him, "Brothers, just wait, this shameless person, let me kill him alone!"

"Too many people do it, it seems that he is too arrogant!"

The spirit and ghost kings thought about it, too.

The short ghost king himself is the most criticized one.

It is very reasonable for the two armies to face off against the main general.

Clap clap clap.

The ghost kings applauded in unison and became a cheerleader: "Come on, boss!"

"Vengeance for my big bird! Kill this disguised bastard!"

"Vengeance for my toilet!! That's the toilet I've used for three years!"

"Chongchong, big boss, give us the spirit king of mass pits!"

The short ghost king listened to this....he vomited blood.

Get your revenge for the toilet! Can you speak? Fortunately, the last sentence is still a boost.

He strode towards Jiang Han.

With his hands behind his back, with an unfathomable look, he pretended to say, "I only need three seconds to kill you, and I will teach you how to write dead characters."

Then he sacrificed his spirit of destiny.

I saw a stinky sock spreading out the stench, and wherever the black air passed, the sand and soil were corroded into black.

Jiang Han glanced at him.

Ghost King Ma Si: In front of him is a sloppy and lazy person who lives near a mass grave. He hasn't washed his socks for ten years. He takes off his socks every day and has the habit of smelling the odor on it. .

Over time, he was infected with germs from socks and died tragically in a mass grave.

Threat value: 25 spirits.

Horror level: Ghost King Tier 2 [-] Spirit of Fate: Poisonous Soul Smelly Socks.

Poison Soul Smelly Socks: Do you like smelling stinky socks? The poisonous soul stinking socks from Ma Si, the curse of black gas spread out, can make the listener lose consciousness instantly, kneeling and licking the stinky socks until the soul is corroded and died.

Jiang Han was silent.

This Nima... is also disgusting.

The ghost kings of the mass graves are really different from each other.

In contrast, Jiang Han felt that the guy who cried to the grave before had a much more elegant sentiment than this idiot.

Such a curse.

Don't talk about using the magic power of Arhat to subdue demons.

Someone Jiang felt that it was hurting his eyes.

Immediately closed his eyes, he shot out one after another infuriating giant dragon in the air, directly breaking the limit of martial arts.

Infuriating Dragon: I'm also very wronged! 0 I just ate a soft worm, and now I'm going to do this dirty work for you again. The infuriating dragon will soon destroy that Smelly socks.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which broke through the limit of martial arts, were far more ferocious than the previous one.

The spirit of destiny of the second-order 2 spirit ghost king has no ability to resist.

Jiang Han was very satisfied.

But the horse's face turned green.

What are you doing to me! My stinky socks are gone! Now he realizes that he doesn't know how to write the dead words... Ma Si began to regret it, why did he pretend to be a critic! Why should he Take the initiative to stand up and ask for a duel with this monster! Being able to kill the Spirit of Fate in one move means that it is just as easy to kill yourself.

...... He turned his head sullenly, and wanted to say goodbye in place.

Hiding back in the group of ghost kings might be able to survive and save his life.

Unfortunately.

Someone Jiang fell lightly in front of him.

One kick kicked him down.

He said with a smile: "Come on, I heard that you want to teach me how to write dead characters, right?"

Ma Si couldn't laugh, and his voice was full of crying: "I'll just talk about it, don't take it seriously..."

"It's rare that there are so many brothers here, and people are a little bit pretending to be in need, so is the ghost king. I've been wretched in this shabby place for several years, and it's hard not to pretend to force me when I take the opportunity."

This is very reasonable.

However, Jiang Han did not agree to let him do it alone.

so.

He stepped on Ma Si under his feet: "Of course, if you pretend to be approved, you have to do it to the end."

"Come on, write me a dead letter now!"

"If I'm not satisfied with the writing, and I can't learn it, hehe."

Someone from Jiang unsheathed his Burning Heaven Sword and stuck it next to his head. The scorching sword made Ma Si wet his pants on the spot.

"I write I write..."

Ma Si trembled and wrote on the ground with his fingers.

Under the outline of a few strokes, a clear and smooth beautiful word was written under his fingers.

It's a - Dad.

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Chapter 1 Dare to summon a wild father! ? (For automatic! [-])

"Father" on the ground

Words, the water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned.

I am Cao.

It is said that teach the cold boss how to write "death"

How can you be a father when you make a move! Why is this guy's way of begging for mercy so strange! "Writing father... read as dead words"

"Niubi, although this buddy is a little disgusting, but he has a lot of wit. He wrote the word "Daddy" on the ground and secretly begged for mercy, so that his brothers couldn't see it, but Big Brother Han could understand what he meant."

"Hahahaha, Big Brother Han called the ghost king daddy again, it's too much."

"It's time for reading comprehension, this father word, how many emotions have you read from the author himself?"

......The barrage of the water friends is passing by.

Jiang Someone frowned, glanced at the word "Daddy" on the ground, and slapped "Five Zero Three" with a sudden slap.

Ma Si's brain is big, and his face is full of dissatisfaction: "You think I can't read!"

"Is this a dead word?"

"..."

Ma Si could not laugh or cry.

He wondered that he had already written all the confessions, how could this buddy still not understand what he meant! He wrote a few words on the ground without Jiang Han's reading comprehension, and directly put the standard answer, the author Write down all your feelings.

A text quickly appeared on the ground.

"Brother, you are my father, my father."

"Can you let me go! Give me some face, so many brothers are here, I really don't have the face to ask for mercy."

"Then what is the Spirit of Fate you want, I'll take it back for you in a while..."

Probably worried that his attitude was not sincere enough for Jiang Han to comprehend, Ma Si scratched his head and added a few cute words: "Mom, I love you at the same time, he stretched out a hand, Quietly gave Jiang Han a heartfelt comparison.

Jiang someone: "..."

I've never been the only one who's disgusting.

Tian was actually disgusted by a sloppy ghost! Grass! Seeing this Momoda and the refill, Jiang Han's mentality exploded in an instant, and he felt cold behind his back and wanted to vomit.

The water friends burst out with laughter: "Ahahahahahaha, this Nima is so good, I'm a Buddha, I beg for mercy in a fancy way, there are,,, things,!"

Ma Si seems to be addicted to writing.

I thought Jiang Han was obsessed with his emotional words.

He stretched out his hand again and wrote: "Big brother, let's put peace as the most precious thing, and turn battles into jade and silk, what do you think?"

Jiang's face was as black as charcoal.

Jiang Han: "Back to the topic just now, how to write dead characters"

Ma Si was taken aback, thinking that this was a test, and he wrote the word "Daddy" on it.

"What an arrogant person!"

Jiang Han roared loudly, gritted his teeth, and looked angry, as if the word was extremely evil, sullying his pure eyes, "On the surface, the word "dead" is actually written as a signal! Let him come to me, right?"

"Fortunately, I have a high culture, otherwise I will be fooled by your sinister villain!"

"Since you don't want to kill me, I won't!"