Chapter 7 Bland

Quick fight.

Thinking of this, the three men in black also raised their long swords and rushed towards Yun Yiran!
Three people and one beast, attacking from all sides, Yun Yiran had no escape in such a situation, so she could only fight it!

"Crack!"

The sound of broken bones seemed to come from hell, with a bloody chill.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still...

I saw that the robes of Leng Shuimo were dancing with the wind, and with just a slight raise of his hand, he directly sucked the three men in black and a spirit beast and crushed them to pieces!

This cruel scene caused the young monks to sit on the ground and start to recite the scriptures slowly...

Leng Shui Mo looked at Yun Yiran indifferently, and asked in a cold voice: "Is this time you saved you?"

"..."

Yun Yiran looked at the sudden change in her surroundings but couldn't utter a word. After all, when she faced three people before, she could clearly feel their strength.

But this cold man turned them all into blood foam just by reaching out his hand...

Such a powerful force really shocked her!

After a moment of silence, Yun Yiran said, "Forget it..."

As soon as she uttered a word, the rest of her words were sealed back by her icy lips!
This kiss was not as fast and vigorous as before, but was swept by a storm-like hostility.

At that moment, Yun Yiran only felt that his breath was taken away, and he couldn't move for a long time...

"Still bland and tasteless."

The cold and harsh words made Yun Yiran feel a surge of anger in his brain!

However, before she could speak, she saw a young monk timidly approaching: "Almsgiver, Buddhism is a pure place, I hope..."

Obviously, the horrible scene just now cast a great shadow on the minds of the young monks, so he didn't know how to continue when he was only halfway through the sentence.

To raise land, Leng Shuimo waved his hand casually: "Sesame oil money."

"Snapped!"

With the sound of closing the door heavily, the young monks came back to their senses and stammered, "Silver...silver ticket!"

A rough look shows that he has a full 10,000+ taels of banknotes in his hand!

Such an astronomical figure made everyone speechless in shock...

……

The moon and stars are sparse.

After some understanding, Yun Yiran finally found out that this place is called Cuifeng Temple, and there were hundreds of disciples at the time of its heyday. Lonely.

Until now, only a few of their youngest monks are still guarding the huge temple.

Therefore, Leng Shuimo's generosity really helped them a lot, and Yun Yiran was also honored as a guest of honor.

After washing, Yun Yiran lay on the bed, and the scenes that happened after waking up kept flashing in her mind, and all the things in her previous life, she actually felt as if she had passed away...

"come over……"

Suddenly, a man's voice came over.

"Who?!"

Immediately, Yun Yiran's body became instinctively defensive...

"I'm here……"

Yun Yiran glanced around slightly and then asked, "Who are you?"

Because men and women are different, the courtyard arranged by the little monks for her is an independent courtyard, and they specially sent someone to guard the door, for fear that someone would come to sneak attack again.

So, how did this man manage to make such a loud noise without disturbing others?

(End of this chapter)

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