The Age of Gods Return: Start To Kiss the Rift Girl

puff!

The two middle-aged monks vomited blood one after another, their breath became wilted, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Zhou Ming.

Quit crazy: "You have broken through again!"

Zhou Ming put away the red flame dragon pattern stick, his face was indifferent: "Is it difficult to break through?"

Quit crazy: "You...puff!"

Listening to Zhou Ming's answer, Jie Chi once again vomited a mouthful of blood, trembling with anger!

Isn't it difficult?

The level sixty-nine to seventieth level of Yulingzhe is a big level.

After the soul power reaches the 70th level, the increase in the soul power is extremely different for each level up.

When he fought him half a year ago, Zhou Ming's spirit power was only 80th level, and now his spirit power reached 83rd level.

He has only been promoted by one level.

People are more popular than people!

Bujie Monk stood aside, his throat rolled as he watched his two brothers being defeated one after another.

Mamma Mia!

I encountered this kind of thing the first time I went out, so embarrassed!

"This benefactor, since everyone knows it, why bother to make a big shot!"

"Or, everyone sits down for a cup of tea and chats. It's really not good. The little monk will do something to wash his feet or something."

Lin Que twitched at the corner of his mouth.

He really didn't know how this monk without precept entered Buddhism.

It's amazing.

Zhou Ming glanced at the monk Bujie: "You are young, I won't do anything to you!"

"Remember, not everyone in Daxia can come in and play wild!"

"For Vatican Temple's resistance to the ninth ghost mythical creature these years, I won't kill you, I will take them away!"

Bujie monk put his hands together: "Amitabha, a good man is safe in his life!"

After he finished speaking, he carried two middle-aged monks one by one.

It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Lin Que looked stunned: "Sixth Senior Brother, you just let them go!"

Zhou Ming slapped his flowing two-eighth hair, and said narcissistically: "Yes, brother is handsome just now!"

Lin Que rubbed his eyebrows anxiously: "Sixth Brother, I haven't asked them where the Heart Eater is!"

"Your pretense is overwhelming!"

Zhou Ming's face was taken aback, and he scratched his head awkwardly: "What's inside~."

"Let's go back to the massage center first, and brother will slowly figure out a solution for you."

Lin Que sighed slightly, and now the situation can only go back to the massage center.

after an hour.

Haicheng, massage center!

Lin Que was pulled by Zhou Ming and put on a bathrobe in the massage center, lying on the bed next to the hot spring with a number plate in his hand.

Zhou Ming looked comfortable, and raised the number plate in his hand: "What kind of green water ghosts men wear, Rolexes, etc., are too low."

"This is the standard for men!"

"Little brother, enjoy it, you are welcome, the whole consumption will be paid by the sixth brother!"

Lin Que: (´◔‸◔`).

Brother Six, you are so mad, if you are known by the Third Sister, will you not be beaten?

Zhou Ming: "Little brother, don't be restrained, we are here for the task!"

"My number eight technician!"

next moment.

The door was pushed open, and two technicians wearing black skirts and toolboxes in their hands walked in.

"Two adults, technician number eight, technician number six for your service!"

Zhou Ming held a grape in his mouth and pointed to Lin Que: "Little Junior Brother, I specially ordered the No. 8 technician for you, enjoy it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ming took a bunch of grapes, put his arms around Technician No. 6, and walked out of the room swaggeringly.

Lin Que:? ? ?

What does Brother Six mean by this wave of operations?

He was dumbfounded.

Technician No. 8 said: "My lord, are you using an essential oil open back or a yoga massage?"

Lin Que glanced at the No. 8 technician, hesitated for a while and said, "Let's massage first!"

"Ok."

The eighth technician opened the toolbox and began to massage Lin Que.

Lin Que lay on the bed with a look of enjoyment, and slowly said: "The heart-stealing incident in the massage center is full of turmoil, so are you not afraid?"

Technician No. 8: "Fear, but as ordinary people, we have to work!"

"Now that there are two adults, we also have some protection, don't we!"

"Besides, Heart Eater is not that bad, she doesn't kill ordinary people."

Listening to the words of Technician No. 8, Lin Que was taken aback for a moment, and continued to ask, "Don't kill ordinary people?"

Technician No. 8 nodded: "Well, the people killed by Heart Eaters are our famous bullies who specialize in bullying the market."

"I heard some old people say that these guys burned a woman alive in the building five years ago for demolition."

"These people are not sorry to die!"

Lin Que stretched out and said leisurely: "So, are you whitewashing yourself?"

As Lin Que's words fell, the movements in the hands of Technician No. 8 paused and looked at Lin Que in amazement.

"You...what are you talking about, I don't understand."