Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

The monk has lost his mana, so he can neither teach her nor help her read his life.

Of course, even if the monk could help her read it now, she would not show it to him.

It's not a good thing to be raped, it's a shame! Even if you die, you can't let others know.

Therefore, if you want to support yourself, you have to wait 50 years.

Damn, she doesn't even know if she can live to 50 years later!

Who can wait for this!

If she can't avenge her life and goes to the coffin with a grudge, she will cheat the corpse!

The monk stopped her from asking: "It's also the first time for me to draw someone's soul, and I have never dealt with the problem that the soul cannot be integrated. Otherwise, you can try to hit it with an external force, maybe you will be able to remember the past when you hit it .”

"No." Joe refused without thinking.

"how?"

"I tried, but failed." Qiao Yi's face was not very good, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I bumped into it yesterday, but I didn't remember anything."

The monk lowered his eyes in thought.

"Why do you insist on knowing what happened four years ago? You don't know. When I first got here, I followed you for a while. You are quite stupid, and you are often bullied. , not a good memory."

"Since I have used the original owner's body, it is her. I promised to protect her family. Now her family is murdered and lying in the hospital, and the police can't catch the murderer. If I can recall the memories of the past, Might be able to help them."

The monk was silent for a long time.

In the eyes of outsiders, they would definitely think that the monk was moved by Qiao Yi's righteousness. But in fact, he was muttering in his heart: Is my disciple such a kind-hearted person?

"There is another way, which is beneficial to the fusion of your damaged soul."

Her eyes lit up, "What way? Quickly?"

The monk smiled strangely, "It's pretty fast."

Qiao Yi became excited: "What can you do, tell me quickly."

The monk looked into her eyes and spit out a sentence.

Qiao was taken aback as soon as he heard it. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked again uncertainly: "What did you just say? My ears are not very good, so I didn't hear clearly."

The monk said:

"Why don't you try to have a baby."

"..."

Qiao remained expressionless for 3 seconds, then suddenly jumped up and punched the monk on the chest with a thud.

"Stinky Taoist priest, I will open a dyeing room if I give you three points of color, and see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Aww!" The monk screamed and fell to the ground.

The monk is still unclear about the strength of Qiao's fist, but Song Bai is like a mirror.

The monk only punched him once, but he was hit by Mr. Qiao...Miss Qiao punched him harder than him. Suddenly, Song Bai regained his mental balance.

"Oh, it hurts, oh, you're going to kill me~" The monk rolled on the ground with his chest in his arms, feeling that his internal organs had been smashed by the little bastard, "Just now you said I was a father, now You not only deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors, you also killed your father!"

Listening to the monk's yelling is not like pretending, she was dizzy just now, and her attack was not serious, now she came back to her senses, feeling a little guilty, don't really beat him.

He lifted him up and saw that there was a trail of blood hanging from his mouth.

...Uh...it really made her vomit blood.

"A father like you? I'm dying of anxiety, and you still make fun of me. You deserve it. You are the one who hit me!"

Qiao's mouth was firm and her heart softened. While talking, she had already taken the mineral water bottle that was set aside, and there was still a small half of the bottle of water in it. She unscrewed the bottle cap, bit her finger, and dripped a few drops of blood into it.