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Chapter 566 Misunderstanding Buddha (60)

Ji Ge was picked up by Ji Kong, and the boy took her to bid farewell to Master Mingyuan.

The monk's clear eyes fell on the little fox in the arms of the slender boy, with some clarity.

"Is the Buddha's Nine-Turn Returning Yuan Pill just for her?"

"You can't hide it from the master." Ji Kong didn't deny it.

Master Mingyuan looked into the void, and he could vaguely see some clues. The illusory strings of life were intertwined and scattered in his vision, and he concealed it quietly, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Get along well."

The monk said gently: "You are very destined."

Jikong nodded slightly, and left with Jige in his arms.

Master Mingyuan looked at the figure of the young man, and pressed the scarlet Zen beads with his fingers. As the beads rolled, he suppressed his usual calm smile.

After all, it was an inescapable doom.

It is still unknown whether to cross or not.

As soon as he left the Pure Chan Buddha Temple, the young man stuffed the precious Nine-Turn Yuan Yuan Pill into Ji Ge's mouth.

The effect of the medicine was so strong that the demon fox's paws fluttered, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Jikong squeezed her soft paws, the little fox doesn't like others to touch her very much, usually he is too lazy to walk, at most he is allowed to hug her, if it touches other places, she will probably give someone a cruel paw .

With a clear and beautiful curve on the lips of the young man, he hugged her tightly and set foot on the way back to Fanyin Temple.

The way back was not smooth, and there were always not many people who wanted to live alone. Buddha cultivation is a big killer for demon cultivation, and it is the kind of big killer that immediately pours out a piece of Buddha's light as soon as it is sacrificed.

Jikong, who is the light of hope for Buddhism, has experienced countless assassinations since he was a child, but most of them were killed by the people sent by the abbot to protect him before he came to him. Leaving a lonely space surrounded by enemies.

In the mountain forest with overlapping trees, the wind presses down on the grass, making rustling noises when passing through.

The purple-black magic blood flooded the land, and the erosive blood instantly corroded a large area of ​​vegetation.

There are already more than a dozen corpses of demon cultivators lying here and there among the grass and trees, and the dead appearance is not good.

Moxiu is a race that is cruel to itself and even more cruel to teammates.

They used their companions without mercy, even corpses were used by them to attack Jikong.

Jikong faced dozens of demon cultivators chasing and intercepting him alone. Although he was not at a disadvantage for the time being, his breathing was obviously rapid.

A cold wind blows from the back.

As the attack was approaching, Ji Kong wanted to turn his head, but someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

The boy was startled.

Moxiu was entangled by a huge fox tail, and his body was separated with a light strangle.

Blood sprayed out, and all the demon cultivators who saw this scene shrank their pupils and subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

A slender figure appeared out of nowhere among the lush vegetation with branches and leaves.

The bright and magnificent girl was standing among the lush vegetation with a smile, her thick black hair lingering across her fair cheeks, her eyelashes like a small fan flapped lightly a few times, her fox eyes were slender and charming, her eyeliner was clearly and beautifully drawn, The corners of the eyes are becoming more and more bright red, like a goddess mulberry in full bloom.

Nine shocking foxtails were waving behind her boredly, with a lazy and bright smile.

"Does it look good?"

The soft fragrance that was close at hand lingered over, and the lonely space came back to his senses. The usually quiet and indifferent young man was a little dazed, and looked at her blankly.

His appearance is somewhat cute and cute, Ji Singer pinched it itchyly, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Have you seen enough?"

　two more

　　Calvin, there are two more days to write

　　
　
(End of this chapter)