I Kissed Sadako at the Beginning of the Live Broadcast

Wang Hao: (?⊿?)?

Wang Hao turned his head slowly, and Hua Qiuqing was sitting on a chair not far away, peeling an apple.

Wang Hao turned his head to look at Huiming and Lao Tianshi, and then at Hua Qingqiu.

Wang Hao: Is it really okay for you to come out blatantly in front of the two bosses?And why don't you two clean her up, she's a ghost.

Wang Hao ran behind Huiming with a whoosh.

"Master, get rid of her quickly, this female ghost wants to harm me."

"Amitabha! Donor Wang, you and Donor Hua still have a karmic relationship, so it is inconvenient for the poor monk to make a move."

Wang Hao: You lied to ghosts!What cause and effect do I have with her, you are taking revenge on me.

Huiming's appeal for help was fruitless, and Wang Hao found the old master again.

"Old Heavenly Master! Save this poor junior. This female ghost wants to harm me, so why don't you just watch?"

"Ha ha!"

"You took advantage of others, so it's only natural for them to ask you for a favor! Besides, she just sucks some yang energy from you, and she won't die."

Wang Hao: ∑(??д??lll)

Listen, is this a human language?Just suck my yang energy.

Did you guys do some shady py transactions while I was in a coma?

[Author's digression]: I hit the third hand, if the ticket satisfies me, I will add more today!

Chapter 65 The Shame of the Mage

After waiting for a while, I found that Master Tian and Huiming really had no intention of making a move.Wang Hao walked out from behind Huiming with a smile on his face.

"Beautiful sister, you can rest assured this time, these two seniors have no intention of attacking you."

Master Tian: "..."

Huiming: "..."

"I still have to go."

"The little monk also retired first."

Neither of them could accept Wang Hao's shamelessness, so they ran away one after another.

"Hehehe! Sister Pretty Ghost, you didn't misunderstand what happened just now, did you?"

Wang Hao turned off the live broadcast on his mobile phone while rubbing against the door.

"I'm not that stingy yet. I'm a ghost, and you're a human being. It's only right for you to be afraid of me. As long as you help me do that, the benefits will still be indispensable to you."

Wang Hao: (?°???°)?

"It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, I mainly want to help Sister Meigui."

Wang Hao came to Hua Qiuqing's side with a shy smile.

"Sister Pretty Ghost, let me ask you something."

"Say!"

"How long will it take me to practice before I can reach the strength of No. 81 in Beijing, I feel so weak!"

"What do you think of a month? At that time, I don't want to be able to surpass that person, as long as I can draw with him."

"Pooh!"

Wang Hao wiped the saliva off his face expressionlessly, and secretly sniffed it.

Hey hey hey!fragrant!

"I think you are yawning like a toad. You are not big, but your tone is not small."

"The origin of that person's existence is endless, and the strength he showed that night is not unique. Otherwise, with a small character like you, you wouldn't even have the qualification to look at him."

"It's a tie in a month, and I've never seen such a shameless person like you."

Wang Hao was not angry at being scolded bloody by Hua Qiuqing.

"Sister Meigui taught me a lesson, but I still have a problem. I have cultivated my mind power now, and I don't know how this level is divided."

"No."

"No?"

"That's right! There really isn't a clear distinction between people's levels of thought power, and this is also related to the various cultivation methods of human beings."

"Take you and the bald head just now as an example. You started with meditation, and your mind power grows faster."

"So what you are good at is magic. That bald head is a Buddhist. There is a sect of Buddhism that promotes asceticism to hone the body to achieve the entry of mind power."

"After you practice for a while, your thought power will definitely surpass him, but you still can't beat him with one hand."

"This is because the quality of his thoughts and physical strength have reached a very terrifying level. A three-legged cat like you is nothing more than a slap in the face."

"If you insist on using something to measure your strength, it depends on how much space you have opened up with your thoughts."