The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 131
When we first met, there was nothing strange about it.

He was just a little curious to see her suddenly disappear in front of his eyes.

Probably not ordinary people.

Never seen it before.

Listening to her correcting her address to herself solemnly, I thought it was a bit cute, so I couldn't help teasing her.

Ah Wu.

He didn't expect that these two words would be engraved into his life bit by bit.

Never erase it, never forget it.

After getting along with her for a long time, I will unconsciously care about what she likes and what she hates.

Seeing her in a bad mood makes her feel irritable.

Like what you like, worry about what you worry about.

That's the feeling.

He still remembers that one day he took the initiative to find her, and she told herself a story.

A story about a fox demon and a monk.

After the story was told, she asked herself: "What do you think, if you were the monk and the fox died, what would happen to you?"

What was his answer then?

He said, "Young monk, I don't know."

Later, he knew, and the realization was painful.

When the ginkgo tree fell, his world seemed to collapse with it.

The abbot said, killing ring?
He has indeed committed it already.

When he was injured in the palace, he had the only nightmare in his life.

That was the last memory he wanted to remember.

In the dream——

The wind blew and lifted the bride's red hijab.

Even though the bride caught the hijab in time without blowing it off, he still saw the beautiful face of the bride.

That was clearly Ah Wu.

At that moment, extreme rage and grievance welled up in my heart.

For the first time, his emotions were out of control.

The people around suddenly froze, but he didn't care about these abnormalities.

Walking in front of her step by step like this, he stretched out his hand and lifted off the bride's red hijab, revealing her delicate and charming face.

After being stunned, Ah Wu smiled relaxedly. "It's you, Xuchen."

"Ah Wu, do you really want to marry him?"

"Why do you ask that? I really want to marry him, and I won't regret it. I'm very happy to marry Zijin."

His hands gripped her veil tightly, and a deep sadness overwhelmed him.

He wanted to ask: What about me, don't you want me?

However, with what qualifications to ask?

Watching her put her hijab back on with a smile, watching her get on the sedan chair, watching her being led into the lobby by the groom.

He thought he could restrain himself.

As long as Ah Wu is happy.

However, there was a voice haunting him like a nightmare in his mind.

"Snatch her here, take her here, take her here, she's yours... Take her here."

When the bride and groom were about to worship each other, a black sharp knife passed between them.

The two were forced to separate.

Not far away, the monk exuding black air all over his body had reddish eyes.

"Xuchen?!" The prince frowned.

Xu Chen looked at the astonished bride, showing a soft smile, "Ah Wu, shall I take you home? Come here."

Looking at his sad eyes, the girl couldn't help but take a step forward.

But the prince grabbed his wrist.

"Don't go there, he'll hurt you like that!"

"Come here, Ah Wu...please."

For a moment, she was in a dilemma.

Seeing the prince blocking Ah Wu's face, he clenched his fists, and a bloodthirsty smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

This person is really an eyesore.

Condensed with black air into a sword, raised it, and directly pierced the prince's chest.

The surrounding guests are in a mess.

The girl looked at herself in disbelief.

He saw fear, sadness, and... endless hatred in her eyes.

She said: "Xuchen, I hate you!"

i hate you i hate you i hate you...

He couldn't remember what happened after that.

The moment he woke up from the dream, he knew clearly that it was just a dream.

However, unspeakable grief and panic still remained in my heart.

He found that there was nothing that would scare him more than losing Ah Wu.

That day, in the kitchen, the abbot asked him: "Xu Chen, you were only one step away from achieving the true fruition of cultivation, but now you give up, do you regret it?"

Seeing the spirited person under the tree from the window, he smiled and whispered: "If she turns to the Buddha, I will be merciful. Xuchen, I will not regret it in this life."

The heart has a string on the leaf, and I will be transported into the world of mortals.

I don't want to let her down, and I would rather give up Buddhism and Dharma sentient beings.

(End of this chapter)