Ghost puzzle: send me a ghost every day

I saw a change in the scene in front of me, and someone seemed to be chanting softly in my ears.

"Is the golden light originally an illusion?"

Bai Ye chuckled, the ghost qi on his body shook, and the scene in front of him instantly broke apart like a dream.

The golden glow under his feet has disappeared.

"There is a way, and it is not polite to come and go."

"Good book."

Looking at the priest who had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, in his astonished gaze, he pulled out the Bible in his hand.

"Confiscated!"

Seeing this, the other group of people silently leaned to the side again, without making a sound.

Awe-inspiring eyes watched the three of Bai Ye enter the cabin.

"Poof!"

"Haha, laugh at me, I'm afraid you who are known as a priest can't think that the guy who eats can lose it."

"It's wrong, I'm sorry it's not lost, it's confiscated, hahahaha!"

Another group of people wearing special suits, a look of a business elite, and a big oil head with a comb, after Bai Ye left, he kept sarcastically on the side.

"What's wrong, you're a hypocrite."

"I didn't pretend it just now, how dumb."

The nemesis has always been provocative, even if the priest has no matter how good the qi cultivation kung fu, he can't help it, not to mention after the Bible robbery incident.

No, it's confiscation!

The priest, who just wanted to open his mouth to fight back, only felt a sudden colic in his abdomen.

The face is flushed, and the blood rushes straight to the brain.

A mouthful, spitting out blood with ice residue in the ground.

"Gee, I'm injured, the people under my command really don't have the ability to see, and dare to take your set of people who go to the Yin Gathering Ghost Pavilion."

"But it's all the same, what kind of leader, what kind of subordinates."

"Bye bye, count yourself lucky today, since you have been injured, then we will fight another day."

"In the past, you pit our team members' accounts and calculate them well."

"Let's go." I saw the big oil head with a group of his own subordinates, laughing and leaving.

Seeing the former nemesis so arrogant in front of him, the priest's pitying face suddenly hung down, and his eyes looked at the departing back of the nemesis without saying a word.

"Lord Priest, shall we go then?" One of his subordinates asked quietly.

You must know that in addition to the opponent, there is also an unworthy person on the plane who casually hit the leader.

"Go."

"Carry me!"

"What?" The subordinate who asked the question at the beginning thought that he had misheard, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Carry me, idiot!"

When the priest's words sounded again, the young man of the white night, who had offended at first, suddenly saw that the priest's feet did not seem to move.

Thinking of the moment when the priest vomited blood, he was secretly overjoyed in his heart, and the opportunity to make up for the work did not come so quickly.

Thinking of this, the young man quickly stepped forward and squatted down, put his hands behind his back, and hugged the priest's legs to carry the priest.

I saw that his hands were strained, and only a crisp sound was heard.

"Click!"

The surroundings were instantly silent, and the weight on the hand felt was not right.

The young man slowly turned his head with a stiff face, but what he saw was a broken leg on his hand, and the priest's one-handed support on the ground, with an expression of wanting to eat people.

Looking at the broken leg on his hand, there was a piercing chill on it, and there was a layer of blood and flesh condensed ice at the fracture.

"I'm not..... Deliberately. Frightened

, he quickly took the broken leg in his hand and took it forward, trying to fit it with the broken mouth.

"I don't want to see him again." Listening to the priest's words, the young man trembled, as if he thought of his own fate.

"Lord Priest, give me another chance." The young man looked horrified and knelt on the ground holding the priest's leg and begging for mercy.

"Click!"

Dullly watched the broken leg held in his hand break in two again!

"FW City is not going, carry me away, back to the church."

There was not a trace of emotion in the priest's voice.

The subordinates standing beside him glanced at each other, and no one dared to make a move first.

I saw a ray of light on the priest's hand, shrouded in a layer of film, except for the leg that was broken in two.

"You, you, come out!"

Casually pointing out the two subordinates out of the line, I saw the two carefully dragging the two ends of the priest, thinking of the young man's rashness, his hands could not help but protect the priest's waist.

At the corner to be walked, the figure is about to disappear.

"Clean up, and bring my legs back." The priest's indifferent voice came from around the corner.

"Yes!"

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and Bai Ye did not know at this time what was happening in the green channel.

Even if he knows, there will not be a trace of fluctuations in Bai Ye's heart, and the law of the jungle has been the law of survival since ancient times.

Skills are inferior, there are no excuses over there.

Glancing, several people who had just entered the cabin saw that they were very consciously crowded at the tail end of the first class, and took the initiative to pull away their skills from themselves.

Feel free to look at the information that the jack-of-all-trades just inquired, and inadvertently asked the jack-of-all-trades.

"Who are they?"

"A small organization less than three years old: working souls!"

"Working soul? And this name? Listening

to Bai Ye's inquiry, the jack-of-all-trades nodded calmly and spoke.

The one in the lead should be a starving ghost, the deputy leader of their organization.

I heard that they organize three meals a day, and the core idea of the organization is: "Beat the workers, cook the soul, and vow to be a better person." "

But they don't recruit many people a year for this name."

"And such organizations ... And what about the priest before that?

"If my guess is correct, the one who shot at you should be the person of the Radiant Church, and as for his words, one of the five gods of the church should be, it is only a lot higher than the ranking of the working soul, but it is still not on the table."

"SY City is the boss you belong to the Ghost Gathering Pavilion station, a single family, the big organization basically will not extend its hand into the city, after all, starving camels are bigger than horses."

After Bai Ye heard it, he nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

"Dear

passengers, flight DD0027 is about to take off."

"Please fasten your passengers!"