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Chapter 779 Entering robbery, escape from robbery

When Lu Bi took Jiang Baijiu out of the city, outside the ninth town, a young monk who was born fair, clean, and felt quite moist and unobstructed, was holding the bamboo hat on his head with one hand, looking at Lu Bi and the others. The direction of people going out of the city.

After Lu Yan and Jiang Baijiu's brigade had completely submerged into the wild mountains and disappeared from his sight, the young monk smiled slightly, bowed his palms in the direction where Lu Yan disappeared, and murmured an extremely complicated scripture.

When he straightened up, there was a faint dust-like halo scattered on the young monk's body. He seemed to have thrown off some extremely heavy shackles, and from the deepest part of his body, there was an extremely agile, erratic, long-lasting and high-spirited charm. It is between Taoism and Buddha, and it seems to have also cultivated the treachery and changes of monsters and demons. In short, it has a very breath of spiritual transformation.

"Thank you Master Fahai for your kindness and virtue."

"The little monk has struggled in the mud of the pagoda for hundreds of millions of years, and today he is finally free. Such a kindness, he should be... smashed to pieces to repay him."

The young monk smiled, took off the bamboo hat very coolly, and threw it far away.

The bamboo hat was spinning, like a huge bird, slowly riding the wind, flying far away in the direction of the mountain wind, far away, and finally buckled crookedly on the top of a big pine tree at the foot of the mountain. It wobbled, as if a dead man's head had been stuck in a treetop.

Light footsteps sounded.

A girl who is quite fair and pretty in a long blue dress, but there is a large pattern of blue vines on the left cheek, and a half-open pink flower among the blue vines on the temple, adding a bit of coquettishness It appeared out of nowhere, and walked to the young monk with light steps.

"Congratulations, Brahma Wheel Tripitaka!"

The girl smiled sweetly and cutely.

"Wrong, you have always been wrong... Brahma Wheel is the appearance, it is my 'dharma' to deal with external demons...and Sanzang, hehe, it is for the three burials, the 'burial' of the 'burial'... the 'burial', It is the 'Tao' that I pursue for eternity, and it is my truth!"

The young monk said softly: "Fanlun Sanzang has already fallen. In today's world, there are only monks who are clean and unrestrained..."

Pursing his lips and smiling easily, Monk Sanbuan turned around and looked the girl up and down: "It's been a while since I've seen you, but Sister Wanmiao has become more and more lovely...how, I Are you right? In all things, you have to lose to gain, and you can get more if you are willing... You have ruined a wonderful world, but what you have gained is a powerful and miraculous force?"

Sister Wan Miao sighed faintly, she stretched out her left hand, and a blue-gold Buddha's light faintly lit up in the palm of her hand.Strange sounds of nature floated leisurely, and in the blue-gold Buddha light, a seed the size of a mustard seed exploded with a bang, and the delicate rhizome was slowly pulled out, and the stem gradually grew up, releasing blue leaves and pink leaves. flower buds.

With a 'poof' sound, several small flower buds bloomed.

The flowers bloomed and withered in an instant, and several thumb-sized bloody skulls rushed out of the shattered flowers with a shrill scream, circled around Sister Wan Miao for a few weeks, and then swayed in the wind, turning into several The three-inch tall, slender and pretty woman in the red dress stepped on a cloud of blood, jumped up and down happily, and sang a creepy and weird song.

"I don't care whether you are Sanzang or Sanbu." Wanmiao Sister said quietly, "I listened to you and cooperated with you in doing those things. The whole thing was slaughtered, and the huge Wan Miao Tian was completely destroyed."

"If I can't get enough benefits, I won't follow." Sister Wan Miao smiled, and gently embraced the third-buried monk's arm with both hands.Her two snow-white and delicate palms suddenly turned blood-colored, like red-hot soldering irons, exuding terribly high temperatures.

The evil power crazily eroded the flesh and blood of the third-buried monk, and the sleeves he was hugging disappeared in an instant with two "chi chi" sounds, and there was a faint blood-colored smoke constantly rising from the contact between the palm of Sister Wan Miao and his arm.

"Everything is just appearance, nothingness." Monk Sanbuan lowered his eyelids, and looked at Sister Wanmiao kindly: "Let go...you, you can't hurt me."

Sister Wan Miao hummed and said softly, "Try, try...heh."

The third buried monk suddenly jumped up, and the other arm suddenly raised, the palm turned into the size of a millstone, grabbed the head of Sister Wan Miao, and pressed it heavily on the ground with a 'bang'.

Sister Wan Miao snorted, her head sank deeply into the hard ground.

At the moment when her head hit the ordinary mountain and rock, there was a slight layer of faint light, like Buddha's light, but with a bit of Taoist immortal energy, and even a bit of evil and hideous demon aura. The rocky ground has become very solid.

Sister Wan Miao's head sank into the ground, and her head was bleeding from the impact. Her head was as messy and miserable as an egg smashed by a hammer.

The third buried monk let go of her hand, and the holy aunt Wanmiao cursed, and pulled her head out of the pit with great difficulty. She shook her head vigorously, and the severely injured head returned to its original state within a breath.She looked at Monk Sanbuan angrily, a fierce light flickered in her turquoise eyes, and she smiled 'puchi'.

"Remember what happened today, you owe me another sum."

With a 'giggle' smile, Sister Wan Miao stretched out her delicate tongue, licked a drop of blood sticking to the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "Okay, we have arrived, so, where is that bitch? Why hasn't he Come?"

The third buried monk looked deeply at Sister Wan Miao: "Are you really not afraid of death? Do you have the guts to say those two words in front of her?"

Sister Wanmiao twisted her body slightly, and her whole body was attached to the third buried monk: "Oh, I have you protecting me, what am I afraid of? Even if I am going to die, I will definitely drag you to accompany me... ... Hee, as long as the road to death is not lonely, will I be afraid of death?"

Monk Sanbu's face became a little ugly, and he whispered: "Are you really crazy? Or are you pretending to be crazy?"

Sister Wan Miao was about to speak, when a bluish-red light in the sky fell rapidly, the small mung bean-sized light fell to the ground, and countless auspicious neon lights exploded with a 'pop', and the smallpox splashed down. Wearing a robe of nine phoenixes and an emperor's crown on her head, the beautiful woman who looks like a queen of heaven slowly walks out of the auspicious light.

Sister Wan Miao snorted softly, raised her chin slightly, and snorted provocatively at the woman: "Oh, this 'mother'...cough, 'mother'...how is it?"

The original title of 'Niang Niang', in the mouth of Wan Miao Sheng Nu, abruptly changed to the 'mother' of a child called 'Mom'!

The third buried monk sighed slightly.

The woman's face suddenly turned cold.

　A small update, which proves that I have been in close contact with the keyboard today!

　　
　
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