The Divine Martial Stars

It was dawn and the birds were cheering.

In an exclamation, the white woman woke up from a faint coma.

She turned over for the first time, the beautiful face, with extreme tension, the first time to guard, but looking around, looking at the surrounding environment, the look on his face, became surprised.

"This is where?"

She remembered the last night and felt that the body was still a little weak.

Underneath is a thin layer of hay, laid on a flat piece of stone, like a bed, something like the imaginary cockroach does not exist, she found that the toxins in her body were cleared. The surrounding environment is very fresh, not in a dungeon where prisoners are held.

"you're awake?"

A familiar voice came from the side.

She looked at the police with vigilance.

But seeing the lake on the beach not far away, a short-haired teenager with a smile, sitting on a rock, holding a bonfire shelf, with sharpened wooden sticks, two large white fish, grilled fish oil 吱A sizzling, faint fish scent pervaded the lake.

"It's you, you are... that little monk, nonsense?"

The woman in white is very surprised.

She was poisoned and escaped last night. Her eyesight was affected. It was only vaguely aware that someone helped herself but did not recognize who it was. At this time, she saw Li Mu, who recalled some vague pictures in memory and immediately realized that it was this. The little monk who once had a relationship in Pingan Town saved himself.

"Amitabha, the female donor, we met again. Xiao Yan was polite." Li Mu took a gift.

Yeah, he didn't want to reveal his identity. Since the white woman still regards him as a small monk, it may continue to play.

The vigilance of the white woman’s face has faded a lot.

"Is you saved me last night?"

She was surprised, because of the strength of the chaser, she was very clear, the three great masters, plus a dozen master-level dark warriors, this little monk could actually save himself from the pursuit of so many people. ? Moreover, looking at the appearance of the young monk, the wind is light and the clouds are weak, and there is no injury on the body. How did he do it?

"Yeah," Li Mu nodded and said: "Amitabha has a Buddha. I was only passing by. I was regarded as your same party. The boss of [Longyan Sanmo] is going to hit me. I have to fight back. By the way, I saved you."

"You escaped from their pursuit?" The woman in white slowly stood up and felt her physical condition, which is still a little hard to believe.

"Wrong." Li Mu flipped the grilled fish and said: "I didn't escape under their chasing, but they beat them. They fled and ran away, oh, I am compassionate, Amitabha, sin, sin, and sin I accidentally killed a dozen people."

"You..." The silver woman was speechless.

This small monk, who calls himself a chaotic and nonsense, is really a living treasure.

"Last night, what the **** is going on? The poison on my body is what you solved?" She noticed that her body was no different, her inner air recovered, and finally she relaxed a lot, then walked step by step toward the beach. Come, look a lot relaxed.

Li Mu handed the grilled fish to her with a wooden stick, and then said the beginning and end of the matter.

"You killed the second and third of the [Longyan three devils]? Also destroyed those dark armor?" The woman in white was surprised and couldn't help but ask again.

“Is there anything wrong?” Li Mudao said: “Xiao Xiao is the most outstanding descendant of the Dalun Temple in Xueshan. My teacher, Da Lunming, is a wise man, and is a contemporary unparalleled wise man. The expression of a female donor seems to be a small 僧It is very doubtful."

The woman in white is speechless.

Although the little monk said that he was convinced, why, listening, but not so reliable.

"And ah, female donor, your concern, should not be concentrated in the blood of Xiaoyan, can you interpret this kind of thing?" Li Mu relished the grilled white fish and shifted the topic. Everything on this planet is original, the lake is clear, and the white fish inside is fat and stupid. It is very good to catch. Although he has no spices on hand, it is delicious and tastes very good.

The white woman groaned and nodded. "Yeah, your blood, why can you get rid of that poison?"

Li Mu is very honest: "To tell the truth, I don't know. It may be related to catching a lot of pythons on the snowy mountain when I was a child, or it is related to the blood of a dragon that I have been morphing in the past... ”

The woman in white is speechless.

Said it is equal to not saying.

She ate a bite of grilled fish, and her teeth were fragrant. She felt that she had never seen the fragrance. Because she was injured yesterday and poisoned, she was weak and hungry. When she was unconscious, she ate the grilled fish in her hand. Clean.

"Are you not a monk? Why do you want to kill? You have to eat fish." When the woman in white asked, she suddenly remembered everything that happened in the Pangpi Mountain Villa in Ping'an City. She immediately realized that she was a white monk, this little monk, Hey, a lot of jealousy, hey, it’s just a word, it’s endless, and when Li Mu’s other mouth wants to go on a diet, he quickly stunned his hand and said: “Forget it. You don't have to say it, I know it."

"Amount..." Li Mu prepared a long story and was taken back to his stomach.

In fact, he has a bad taste in his heart, but he still likes to learn Tang Yan and sneak a sneak peek at the goddess white woman.

Li Mu finished eating the grilled fish in his hand and slammed into the lake. After a while, he squatted several fat white fishes that were hungry and hungry. They skillfully opened their stomachs and grilled them.

The mountain wind is blowing.

The woods roared, it was already in the autumn, so the temperature was cold.

The white woman felt that her shoulders were cool and she realized what it was. When she turned her head, the clothes on her right shoulder were torn open, and she was about to go to the back waist. Then she used a long placket and wrapped it in a very bad manner. Tied up.

She looked at Li Mu.

Li Mu shrugged innocently: "Your left shoulder is hurt, and the arrow is poisonous. If you don't pull the arrow, you can't poison it, so..."

The white woman’s face was fierce: “Why did the clothes tear such a long hole?” The arrow on the shoulder was hurt, but the clothes were torn to the lower back, and nothing was seen by him.

Li Mu is even more innocent: "You know, you are beautiful."

"What does it matter?"

"Because you are so beautiful, when I pull the arrow, I feel a little nervous, the pressure is a bit big, the pressure is a little shake, the hand shakes... I accidentally tore it."

"not on purpose?"

"Amitabha, Xiao Yan is a monk, and he will do that kind of thing."

"Is it all?"

"Amitabha, in the eyes of the monks, the beautiful skins are just red powder, and why should the female donors care?"

"Since it is red powder, why is it still shaking hands?"

"Amount...this..." Li Muyu said, how did the mother say this and wandered around myself.

The white woman stared fiercely at Li Mu.

On the face of Li Mu, there is a glimmer of color.

"Oh." The woman in white suddenly smiled.

This laugh is like the passing of winter, Chunhua blooms, and the whole world seems to have become bright in spring. Li Mu can't help but look at it, and it is very close to the mouth of the mouth.

This is the first time Li Mu saw a smile in a white woman.

Such a beautiful and peerless woman, laughing, is really a stone-hearted person, will also be melted.

"In any case, you are just a little monk, how old it is, and you have seen it, it doesn't matter." The white woman's face was smiling, and Li Mu glanced at it.

Li Mu quickly wiped his mouth.

It’s dying to die.

In this world, there are really such beautiful women, a smile, a look, and almost all of them are about to surrender, and involuntarily produce an impulse that is willing to die for her.

It is a disaster.

Li Mu’s heart sang the Buddha’s number.

Damn, goblin.

"Amitabha, the female donor is worthy of seeing the people who have great wisdom in the red dust," Li Mu praised: "The next time you are injured, you can continue to come to me."

"Hey." The woman in white was mad, and then smiled and said: "The dog can't vomit ivory."

Then, she grabbed the white fish that Li Mu had just baked and took care of herself.

I don't know why, she feels an unprecedented relaxation.

Especially when I saw the little monk’s wretchedness with a hint of calm expression, listening to the little monk’s swaying words, it’s more comfortable than listening to so many righteous words in the daytime. She also found that she is different from ordinary people for this little monk. If she is someone else, even if she is a trustworthy person, she will see a part of her body, and it must be killed.

This little monk has a strange atmosphere, so that she can temporarily put down the sword and the swindle, forget her own life and responsibility, can be like a carefree girl of the same age, short-lived herself and abandon all troubles.

Li Mu also smiled slyly and ate and laughed.

He remembered that when he accidentally tore the white woman's mid-rise clothes last night, the thrilling arc and the faint white snow... He, after all, was a virgin.

After a while, the white woman finished eating.

She stood up, kneeling down at the lake, facing the lake, looking at the reflection, finishing her long hair and makeup, slender and delicate fingers, shuttle between the hair like a cloud, delicate white unparalleled goose egg face The look is quiet and the golden sun is shining. The edges of the facial lines are covered with a golden light, which is holy and beautiful.

This picture is like a perfect beauty drawing.

Li Mu looked at it quietly.

After a while, she stood up and said: "Little monk, thank you for your help, I have to go."