Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

A Buddhist saying came, with compassion and majesty, let Feng Jiu and his group follow the voice, and they saw that a monk wearing a beige Buddhist clothing stood with his hands folded in the crowd, very conspicuous.

Looking at the monk, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered. This was the first time she had seen a monk here, and it looked no different from the monk she had seen in the previous life.

No, there are still differences. This monk has a light of Buddha, even if it is light, it is also a light of Buddha.

As far as she knows, most of the Buddhas, monks and monks in this continent came from the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.Thinking of this, she lifted up and signaled Leng Shuang to step back.

"Master is from Ten Thousand Buddha Sect?"

She asked directly, her eyes falling on the other person.The bullets can remove the pressure of Leng Shuang, this person's strength cultivation is self-explanatory, it should be called a master.

There was a young monk behind the monk, and when he heard Feng Jiu's words, he couldn't help but poked his head out from behind and looked at Feng Jiu curiously.

When the monk in front heard Feng Jiu's words, he only smiled: "The female donor's eyes are like torches."

Feng Jiu smiled and said slowly: "Today this person, I will give the master a face and not kill him, but..." Her voice paused, and a cold light struck out between her fingers instantly, kneeling it like a sharp blade. The city lord on the ground cut off with one arm.

"Hi...ah..."

A screaming scream sounded, a broken arm rolled to the ground, blood splashed out instantly, and it was shocking.

No one thought of the sudden scene, even the monk was slightly startled, as if she didn't expect her to take the shot, and the speed was so fast that he could not stop it.

"Capital crimes can be avoided, living crimes cannot escape." Feng Jiu said unhurriedly, and did not look at the wailing and screaming city lord with his arm cut off, but at the monk.

The monk closed his hands, lowered his head slightly and murmured, "Amitabha."

"My name is Feng Jiu, I don't know how to call the master?"

The monk looked at Feng Jiu in red, with a beautiful face with a light smile, his expression calm and indifferent, as if he hadn't seen the corpse on the ground and the city lord with a broken arm and blood.

Seeing her like this, he whispered Amitabha in his heart, and then slowly said: "Female donor, the poor monk has a precept."

"Master Yijie, we will have a period later." Feng Jiu said, smiling slightly, and then turned and left with Leng Hua and Leng Shuang.

After listening to this sentence, there will be a period of time, the monk's face thinks slightly, watching the three people's leaving figure disappear at the end of the street, he has a hunch in his heart that they will meet again.

The little monk came out from behind and asked curiously: "Master, why is this female donor so powerful?"

"She is very human."

The monk spoke slowly, glanced at the people on the ground, folded his hands together and said: "Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, you are too sinful, if you don't do more good deeds, you will still have life worry in the future, benefactor, please do it for yourself!"

As soon as the voice fell, the monk led the young monk over the people on the ground and also stepped away.

The city lord who had broken his arm eventually fainted due to excessive blood loss. When the city guards saw it, their minds were suddenly confused. At this time, the guard who stayed by swallowed. Drooling, slowed down, and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze? Send the city lord to the hospital! Come on!"