Chapter 541

Bearing the reputation of a traitor in Shaolin Temple, Cihang naturally can't continue to be a monk.

But he didn't want him to marry him and go to miaojiang with him, and she didn't want Jiujiu to give up the fragments of Cihang. They fell into a strange tangle.

Cihang lowered his eyes: "heaven and earth are big, there is always a place for a little monk."

Jiujiu lifted up her mouth and smiled: "yes, even if you can't continue to be a monk, you can return to the secular world and marry me."

Cihang rolled his lips and looked at Jiujiu with gentle and gentle eyes, with a trace of imperceptible feelings, but more of the compassion of all people in the world: "little benefactor, little monk is a monk."

After hearing that Cihang emphasized that he was a monk again, Jiujiu turned his eyes angrily: "a traitor monk who stayed with me for more than ten days? Cihang, are you really stupid or fake stupid? Even if you want to be a monk again, you can't be a monk in your life."

"I don't change my mind at first." as long as he has a pious heart, whether he is in Shaolin temple or not, he will always be a monk.

Looking at Cihang, Jiujiu sighed in frustration.

The great monk was badly read by those Buddhist scriptures. No matter what she said, she wanted to be a monk. She was not willing to marry her if she lost the bet. Is it really so important to be a monk?

You can't eat meat, you can't get a wife, and you can't even hug the girl you like. Jiujiu doesn't understand that it's so hard to be a monk. Why should Cihang be a monk?

"If you don't want it, forget it." Jiujiu looked at Tzu hang. Although she liked the fragments on Tzu hang and hoped that he could be with himself, fortunately, she finally returned the fragments to him, but it's really not a gentleman's call to force people to be difficult. Since Tzu hang didn't want it, she didn't force it.

Although the pity is inevitable, she doesn't want to force Cihang.

Jiujiu's mood is inevitably a little low. She looks at Tzu hang with some water light in her eyes, drooping her eyes, and her shoulders drooping weakly. There is no cheering in her voice in the past. She says, "then I'll go back to miaojiang after killing Pudu."

Jiujiu finished and walked ahead without waiting for Cihang.

However, how the back looks, how lonely and lonely, even the cheerful bell sound in the past is a little low.

Cihang sighed and followed.

The Wulin conference is held to kill the evil cult, and the initiator is Pudu.

It's funny to say that although the demon sect is a demon sect, it doesn't do much harm to nature and reason. On the contrary, the seemingly dignified monk Pudu has actually done countless harm to nature and reason, lusting for women, and even killing his life in the end.

Even your own children.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children, but Purdue is not even as good as animals.

His heart and liver are full of corrosive smell. Purdue is more like a demon cult man than those who kill and set fire.

In other words, he is not as good as those people in the demon sect. He is more like a hypocrite, a hypocrite with good looks.

Because of the Wulin meeting, the guard of Shaolin Temple was very loose. Soon, Jiujiu and Pudu slipped to the front desk of the competition.

At this time, Mo Yu is fighting against people.

Mo Yu is dressed in a white robe and holds a long sword. He looks handsome in the sun. His eyes contain Ling fierce cold light. His temperament is Ling ran. He is a beautiful childe in a good area.

Jiujiu stepped forward, took out the long sword from the arms of the people around him, turned over and jumped on the Biwu platform, smiled and said, "I'll come!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiujiu stood opposite Mo Yu.

A blue dress, hair scattered with the wind, in the sunshine, a young face is amazing.

Mo Yu took a cold breath and subconsciously called, "Jiujiu,"

Jiujiu hooked the corners of her mouth, her eyes rippling, and she smiled at the enchanting demon. Her eyes were as charming as a hook. Her voice had no sense of childishness, but was as enchanting and attractive as a enchanting woman: "long time no see, childe mo."

At the moment of seeing Jiujiu, Mo Yu subconsciously took a step ahead, but when he came back, he retreated and whispered, "Why are you here?"

"You can come, why can't I?" Jiujiu tilted her head and looked at Mo Yu. She smiled and said, "like you, I'm here to be the leader of the Wulin alliance."

"Jiujiu, stop fooling around." Mo Yu whispered, "the sword is speechless. Jiujiu, go down quickly and I'll find you after the competition."

Jiujiu rolled up a wisp of hair and wound it around her fingers at will. The corners of her mouth smiled gently and her eyes were slightly curved: "do you think I'm here to play?"

Mo Yu pursed his lips and said nothing, but the implication was self-evident. He just felt that Jiujiu was here to play.

Jiujiu smiled and pulled out his long sword, pointing to Mo Yu: "Mo Yu, I'm not here to play, I'm here to kill."

Mo Yu's face changed slightly and his hand holding the hilt tightened.

Jiujiu sneered and laughed. See, Mo Yu, who heard that he was coming to kill. He was gentle and concerned about himself just now, but now he has a cold face. It is clear that he pulls out his sword when he disagrees with each other.

Therefore, there is no eternal friend in the world, only an eternal enemy.

"Do you want to stop me?" Jiujiu looked at Mo Yu and asked.

Mo Yu held the sword in his hand and looked at Jiujiu with unbearable eyes: "Jiujiu, don't make trouble."

"Why don't you believe me when I speak." Jiujiu chuckled, his fingers crossed the void, turned water into ice and attacked Mo Yu.

Mo Yu took his sword to meet the enemy.

The two quickly tangled up. Although Jiujiu was holding a long sword, it made him really cold ice palm. His ability to condense water into ice successfully made everyone look silly.

Cold ice palm is a lost and unique skill. Unexpectedly, it will reappear in the hands of such a little girl. Greed suddenly appears in the eyes of evil people.

Among them, Purdue is especially hot and greedy. In that way, where can I get half of the Taoist master? It's more like a bandit than a bandit.

Jiujiu and Mo Yu struggled for a moment, and Mo Yu was beaten off the stage by Jiujiu's palm. There was even a palm print condensed out of ice on his chest.

Mo hang helped Mo Yu up with a distressed face, stared at Jiu Jiu and scolded, "demon girl."

Jiujiu smiled: "I was born in southern Xinjiang. My mother is a saint of Southern Xinjiang, and my father is an eminent monk. Isn't it a witch?"

When Jiujiu said the first half of the sentence, everyone looked calm. Isn't it a witch from southern Xinjiang? But when she heard the second half of the sentence, it was not the taste. What did she say?

Her father is an eminent monk. How can an eminent monk get a wife and have children?

What's more, do you want to be with the evil woman in miaojiang?

There was a whisper below, and the greedy Purdue just now looked a little ugly, some couldn't sit still, looked at Jiujiu's cold and severe eyes, and said in a threatening tone: "don't talk nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Jiujiu raised her eyebrows: "then master Purdue and I will know if I am nonsense."

Purdue snapped, "nonsense."