Chapter 1189: Fantou Ghost Monk, Pu Shengsheng
It was as if he had seen an acquaintance.
At this time, the fourth floor arrived, and the man hurried out.
Mao Wenlong was stunned for a moment, "This kid is a thief?" What to run? β
Zhou Fengchen also felt strange, but he didn't think much about it, and whispered: "Which room is the Fantou monk in?" Let's say okay first, after killing, there will be unnecessary trouble, I'll jump off the building and leave, you go back to your yin! β
Mao Wenlong nodded, "No problem!" Follow me. β
Zhou Fengchen pinched out the "Meteorite Iron Divine Stick" on his cuffs, and followed closely with Mao Wenlong.
The corridor of the room outside the elevator is a circular circle, Mao Wenlong took the lead, one person and one ghost went around for a long time, and finally arrived near the room, but this is a self-service hall.
A group of men and women from Nanyang, Europeans and Americans, listening to elegant music, sipping red wine, and dancing with interest, the whole celebrity social party.
The room of the ghost monk is in the communication hall, one of the five rooms, and it seems that it is still a VIP room.
The two were just about to go over.
Two service staff greeted him and spoke in English, but he didn't let it go.
Zhou Fengchen and Mao Wenlong glanced at each other, looking confused.
"Ahh
The people in the hall were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and some of the girls obviously showed embarrassed looks.
Zhou Fengchen frowned.
"Shh~" Mao Wenlong asked in a low voice, "Didn't you read in the yang world?" Blow these two guys away. β
Zhou Fengchen took a sip, "Lao Tzu can only speak three sentences in English, hello, I love you, my name is Jim Gray!" β
Mao Wenlong was stunned, "The last sentence is good!" β
"Okay." Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath and said righteously: "My name is Jim!"
The two waiters were stunned, and the people in the hall cast a curious look.
Zhou Fengchen took the opportunity to have a "golden rooster independent thinking style", "Kang is busy with the north nose!" β
The guests in the hall were stunned again, and then a group of young people pointed with a smile, "Yo Yo Yo ......"
There was also a beautiful girl who twisted her hips and came over.
Zhou Fengchen immediately scolded Wen Long with a stunned face next to him, "Go!" Go knock on the door and lead him out. β
"Uh-uh." Mao Wenlong turned a corner and ran to the opposite side.
At this time, the three open Western girls had already surrounded them, and Zhou Fengchen had no choice but to do his best to dance with them, and his heart hurt.
After a while, Mao Wenlong finally knocked on the door, and a young man walked out of the room, it was Li Ming's appearance, dressed very fashionably and decently, but there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped off, his eyes were cold, and his body exuded a strange aura.
Good! That's him!
Zhou Fengchen immediately pushed the three girls away, and pinched the index finger of his right middle finger, "Disease!" β
Buzz β
The hall was filled with a thick glow of blood.
And the "Meteorite Iron Divine Stick" reined in its momentum and passed through between three foreigners and a Nanyang, as fast as lightning, and went straight to the head of "Fantou Monk Li Ming".
This sudden change made the hall seem to freeze in an instant, the three awkward dancing girls fell around, several foreigners maintained a surprised look, and the opposite "Fantou Monk Li Ming" turned his head in surprise, Mao Wenlong took out the "ghost hunting bag".
The "Meteorite Stick" shuttles quickly!
However, at this moment, another small black shadow diagonally intercepted the "Meteorite Iron Divine Stick", and a strange laugh came, "Zhou Fengchen!" You want to kill it, but Lao Tzu won't let you get your wish, quack quack......"
Chinese is very lame.
Whenβ
Bang!
The little black shadow flew back with a wail, and the "coat man" he had just met in the elevator reached out to catch it, staggering back.
And the "Meteorite Iron Divine Stick" bent, almost rubbing the head of the "Fantou Monk Li Ming" and slamming it on the wall, and the entire wall collapsed at once, and the dust was flying.
The "fantou monk" reacted first, swooped back into the room, and closed the door with a "bang".
Immediately afterwards, the doorman possessed by Mao Wenlong fell to the ground softly, obviously following in.
Then, the tableware, red wine, steaks, salads, and talents in the hall were shocked and flew out, and many people fell unconscious on the spot, and those who were far away were dizzy and screaming.
Zhou Fengchen raised his hand to withdraw his natal magic weapon, took out the "Dragon Slaying Knife" and went straight to the "Overcoat Man" and slashed it, "you!" β
It's a terrible feeling to be "cut off".
The "coat man" was startled, and his feet hit the landscape glass behind him with his back, and his figure flashed and flew downstairs.
"Where do I see you running?" Zhou Fengchen grabbed a knife and ran down the rotten glass.
When I got downstairs, I saw the "man in the coat" pinching the seal with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was performing some kind of secret technique of escape.
Zhou Fengchen's figure turned, divided into three, and instantly surrounded him, slashing with a knife.
The "man in the coat" dodged sharply, dodged away, muttered a few spells, and disappeared at once.
However, before disappearing, the sunglasses were rubbed off and fell to the ground with a "click".
The three Zhou Fengchen were one, looked at the empty surroundings, and picked up the sunglasses, "Pu Shengsheng? β
This "coat man" is actually Pu Shengsheng, that is, the master of the stick country who met in the Holy Spirit Island last time, I remember that when I divided the dragon Yudan, I didn't give it to him!
I didn't expect this kid to appear here to wreak havoc.
At this moment, a ghost suddenly appeared, "Dao Chief! The soul suppressor, please go over and chase the ghost monk! β
"Got it!" Zhou Fengchen agreed, and followed the ghost to go straight in one direction.
After he left for a while, a person crawled out of the grass next to him, staggered and spat blood, and looked at the direction where Zhou Fengchen left, "When I was divided into Long Yudan, why didn't Lao Tzu worry about not being able to return to China?" You wait! β
Gritted his teeth and went straight into the distance.
β¦β¦
Zhou Fengchen followed the ghost all the way, and it didn't take long for him to leave the city, running west for thirty or forty miles, and there was a barren grass and dirt road far and near.
At this moment, there was a strange chanting sound in front of me, intermittently, and the listeners were distraught.
Onicha's face changed, "It's this strange voice!" β
Zhou Fengchen stepped a little under his feet, accelerated and ran forward, and it didn't take long to see a group of ghosts surrounding the "Fantou Monk Li Ming", and immediately put his middle and index fingers together, and waved violently, "Hurry!" β
Buzz β
The "Meteorite Divine Soul" was wrapped in blood and ran very quickly, and smashed it on the head of the "Fantou Monk".
One smash and one accurate.
Syllable!
The entire Li Ming's body was smashed into a strange eggshell-like thing.
Zhou Fengchen gasped, I'm damn! In just twenty years, the body has been trained into a green hair?
At this time, another figure suddenly floated out of the body, with a bald head, monk's robes, and a hideous face, and a strange scream, and rushed out with a "whoosh".
"Chase!"
Zhou Fengchen shouted, and chased after a group of ghosts.
Mao Wenlong scolded while fluttering: "Amazing, right? The green-haired zombie plus the five-grade ghost general! Otherwise, it would be impossible to catch him! β
Zhou Fengchen sneered, "Won't you take Zhong Kui with you next time?" β
Mao Wenlong shook his head, "Don't mention him!" Fighting with several ghost kings, being played around! β
Zhou Fengchen inexplicably thought of Zhao Guizhen, the Scattered Flower Ghost King and the Baili Ghost King.
At this moment, the "ghost monk" in front of him suddenly climbed a mountain peak, his body became larger, and he shouted a local language.
"Not good! Kill him! "Mao Wenlong was in a hurry.
(End of chapter)