Supreme Medicinal God

This monk is from the Xuankong Temple?

When he discovered that the monk was an ancient warrior, Ye Feng suddenly had a thought in his mind.

What puzzled him was that the people of Xuankong Temple came to Beijing for no reason.

"Several beauties, don't know who is willing to let the little monk give your jade pendant a light?"

The monk swallowed constantly, as if shocked by the beauty of the women, he said with a slobber.

Ye Feng was speechless for a while.

He sees much more than a monk, but it is the first time that a monk like this is so good.

Where is this like a monk, clearly a shaved horny worm.

However, this flower monk has been asking for the jade pendant to watch. Obviously it should be seen the doorway inside the jade pendant.

"We don't want it, it gets dirty when touched by your hand, who wants to wear it..."

Although the monk was handsome and his speech was sincere, Jiang Yuxin refused them politely.

"Then if the little monk bids to buy? A jade pendant is half a million, how about I wrap it all up?"

After being rejected, the monk still did not give up and smiled.

The price of this jade pendant is so expensive, is this monk willing to buy it at a high price of 500,000 yuan?

In a word, the guy who had mocked Ye Feng's fooling people with plastic cards immediately turned his old face red, and wished he could find a ground seam to get in.

Even after Su Xiaoqin, Liu Yiyi and Lu Qingqing heard the words, they could not help looking at Ye Feng with a stunned expression.

Although they knew that Ye Feng would not fool them with fakes, and the quality of the jade pendant was not bad, but they still didn't expect this thing to be worth such a high price.

"A half-million piece? Are you calling Hanako?" Jiang Yuxin scorned his lips, slammed the centurion black card on the table, and said lightly: "I'll pay five million to buy the one on your head. Donkey head, will you sell it?"

The jade pendant was a gift from Ye Feng, not to mention 500,000. Even if it was 500, Jiang Yuxin would never sell them.

Even for her, these words of the monk were insulting their feelings towards Ye Feng.

"Alas, this jade pendant is an ominous thing. Several beautiful donors will not let the little monks help to open the light, fearing that there will be a bloody disaster!"

Hearing Jiang Yuxin's words, the monk shook his head with a sigh, and there was a fierce expression in his eyes.

The jade pendant is ominous?

Jiang Yuxin and others heard this and couldn't help but looked at Ye Feng in amazement.

"Dead bald donkey, I don't know if this jade pendant is ominous, but I can be sure that if you talk nonsense again, I will have to scoop your bald man!"

Ye Feng knocked lightly on the table and looked at the monk lightly.

"The bald donkey's head is very hard, you don't fear that the donor can't open it..."

The monk looked at Ye Feng and smiled, then unexpectedly picked up a glass ornament and slammed it on his head.

Wow!

After a heavy blow, the glass immediately turned into pieces. Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, thinking that the monk's bald scoop was afraid that he would be tied into a blood gourd by the glass ballast.

But when they looked closely, they could not help but stunned.

I saw that although the broken glass was sharp, the monk's head was still intact, shiny and bright, with no scars at all.

"Are you ruthless in front of the young man?"

Ye Feng had known for a long time that this flower monk would not be hurt by glass, so there was no surprise on his face and he laughed.

"The bald donkey is a monk. You must be brave and fierce. If you don't look good on the donor, and punch a few punches into the monk's head!" The monk smiled and raised his hand to touch his bald head, then looked at Ye Feng provocatively.

Others in the coffee shop could not see the quality of the jade pendant, but as an ancient warrior, he could not understand it better.

These jade pendants are not only of good materials, but also have the effect of body protection, which is simply a rare body protection instrument.

Such a thing was held by a few young girls, which gave him a sense of sorrow.

And as far as he feels, although this jade pendant was provided by Ye Feng, this guy was at best a rich young man, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

I have seen beggars and beggars, but Ye Feng has never seen beggars.

Ye Feng teased, stood up, raised his right thumb with two fingers, and said with a smile: "Since the bald donkey you want to be beaten so much, then the young man satisfies you and gives you a few times to see if you are a wooden fish. "

Talking, Ye Feng poured 70% of his mana into his hand and flicked at the monk's forehead.

A finger flicked past, and the monk smiled.I feel that according to the degree of internal force infused into my head, this should have a ten percent certainty to reverse the fracture of Ye Feng's finger.

boom!

But within two seconds, when Ye Feng's finger collapsed into his head, he couldn't laugh anymore. He just felt that his head was knocked heavily by a shell, and there were all noises in his head. .

Not only that, along his smooth scalp, but also at the speed visible to the naked eye, quickly swelled up a black purple blood cell, the tall upright appearance made him like a unicorn.

"You...you are..."

Staring at Ye Feng and looking at it, the monk just opened his mouth and asked Ye Feng what he was doing, but before he finished speaking, his body shook, and he fell on the table, smashing the drink, and the sticky coffee was full..

"It's a dull voice. It seems that your wooden fish don't have much light..."

Ye Feng shook his head silently. This dead bald donkey really didn't know life and death. He found trouble in front of him. Fortunately, he was in a good mood today. Otherwise, it was not a blood bag, but a blood hole.

"It's fatal, call the police..."

After a brief moment of quietness in the coffee shop, screaming sounded immediately, and many people took out their phones.

"Brother Feng, hurry up..."

Seeing the movements of the people around him, Su Xiaoqin hurriedly got up, and after they made a wink at Chao Jiang Yuxin, they hurriedly left the coffee shop.

'This time it's a beam with Xuankong Temple!'

When Ye Feng walked to the door, he glanced back at the monk again, and said to himself secretly.

But despite the trouble, Ye Feng did not regret it.

Even if it happened again, he would still beat the dead bald donkey who dare to hit something in his hand.

Ye Feng and the others left, but before the police came, the monk stumbled up from the ground, shook his head vigorously, and then touched the bulge similar to a sarcoma above his head, he twitched his teeth and sucked. Air-conditioning, then hurriedly walked out of the coffee shop in surprise.

One finger flicked him over. When did Beijing have such a young master?

(End of this chapter)