Scrap Wife

Chapter 505 Dongyan Chaos (13)

So fair and aboveboard...

The two parties felt that it was nothing, but the young monk's cheeks turned red. He put his hands together and muttered: "Amitabha, Amitabha, form is emptiness and form. Monk, I didn't see it... I didn't see it, I couldn't see it... "

Zhu Gonggong jumped up and patted the young monk's bald head, "Sex your sister is empty! Why don't you shut up?"

"..."

Don't spoil the wonderful atmosphere now.

Zhu Gonggong squinted his small eyes slightly, thinking to himself: If this situation continues, maybe Jun Qingyi can return to vulgarity. Anyway, this hair has not been shaved, isn't it just right?

She was still thinking happily, but Bei Xinglan suddenly made a surprised sound.

She poked her head out of Jun Qingyi's arms, her eyes widened, she looked extremely surprised, "What is your cultivation?"

I was too excited just now, and didn't notice it for a while, but now, I found that Jun Qingyi's body has no cultivation at all, and he can't even notice the fluctuation of power!
The corner of Jun Qingyi's mouth curved into a self-deprecating arc, "I can't protect myself now, you should leave..."

Bei Xinglan was taken aback, the little monk yelled, and Zhu Gonggong was also dumbfounded.

Unable to help themselves?

meaning is?

The little monk's expression changed drastically, "Master Uncle, did the Demon Emperor do something to you?"

Jun Qingyi shook his head slightly, "He didn't do anything to me, it's just..."

"What's going on?" Zhu Gonggong asked impatiently.

Jun Qingyi just shook his head, and those slender and fair hands fell on Bei Xinglan's shoulders, pulling a certain distance away, "Let's go..."

"Go?" Bei Xinglan pursed her lips tightly, "Where are you going?"

Her expression is very stubborn, deep in her eyes is her persistence.

Jun Qingyi seemed helpless, "Don't worry about me anymore, just do what you want..."

"How do you know what I want to do? Do you really understand?" She asked him back, her eyes not blinking, "Do you really understand what I want?"

Jun Qingyi remained silent.

"Uncle Master, what is going on here? How could your cultivation be..." The little monk was really anxious. In his eyes, Jun Qingyi was about to become a god-like existence. No, that was the Buddha's It exists, but now, tell him that his master uncle has no proud cultivation and has become an ordinary person, how can he accept it for a while?
"This is an inevitable thing."

inevitable?

What is inevitable?

Suddenly, that slightly cold hand was held by Bei Xinglan, and he held it tightly, "I don't care what is inevitable, and I don't know what you are talking about, I only know that you have protected me, so now , let me protect you, wherever I go, you have to go, I will never let go of your hand!"

To say how stubborn she is, it is no longer possible to describe it in a few words.

Jun Qingyi was slightly stunned, a trace of astonishment flashed in those deep eyes.

But there is still a hidden emotion that even I don't understand.

Zhu Gonggong, the little monk and Xiaoyi left consciously, leaving them alone.

Bei Xinglan held his hand tightly, conveying her warmth to him. Similarly, she took every word seriously, "I don't know what you are thinking, and I don't know who you are, but Now, I don't care anymore, I just hope... just hope that you don't run away... Even if you don't want to take that step for some reason, then come and get close to you, let me hold your hand ..."

(End of this chapter)