Chapter 385

"Something?" duanmuya looked at the Taoist and smiled: "I didn't see it."

The dust blowing Taoist stared straight into her eyes and didn't let go of the slightest emotion in the bottom of her eyes: "seriously?"

Duanmu Ya looked up and looked at him fearlessly: "seriously, I fell asleep and didn't know anything."

Duanmu yawang didn't lie.

She didn't see anything falling, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful God sitting on her.

Her house is hot. It's not something.

"You lie!" the other three people immediately came to the duster and stared at Duanmu yawang suspiciously: "at the moment when the sky changed, the world shook. How can you sleep?"

"Why can't I sleep?" Duanmu yawang asked, "what does a vision in the sky have to do with my sleep?"

“……”

Hearing Duanmu yawang's words, several monks were speechless.

The woman whispered to the Taoist priest with a brush in her hand: "elder martial brother, it is estimated that only some big families of Damen sect know about the fall of ancient gods and beasts. He is a blue eyed waste and alone. It is estimated that he doesn't know it at all?"

The dust blowing monk was silent and thought carefully for a moment. Maybe he thought it was reasonable. He nodded and no longer looked at Duanmu yawang aggressively.

However, when his eyes scanned duanmuya's finger, he couldn't help asking, "where did the finger in your hand come from?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and said with a smile: "elder, you should still be a high monk. How can you be interested in an ornament in the younger generation's hand?"

The dust friar listened and his face was slightly heavy.

Listen to Duanmu yawang's meaning, as if he was coveting her things.

This made him feel a little sorry, especially in front of his younger martial brothers and sisters.

He frowned: "when did I say I was interested in your ornament? You know it's valuable at a glance. It doesn't look like yours. I just want to persuade you to go where you get it."

Oh!

Speak better than sing!

Duanmu yawang certainly wouldn't believe him. He raised his eyebrow and asked, "so, the monk means..."

The monk with a dust brush in his hand was dignified: "take it and have a look."

have a look?

I really showed it to him. Will the trigger still be hers?

Duanmu yawang is not stupid. His eyes are cold: "I don't like to let others see my things."

Several other monks had not noticed the trigger on duanmuya's hand. When the Taoist priest with the dust brush mentioned it, they looked at duanmuya's hand and were surprised.

So holy, so pure a trigger!

You know everything at a glance!

The old leader of their sect also has a trigger.

His wrench is also snow-white, round and pure.

It is said that the trigger of the old patriarch hides a mystery. There are endless mysterious and strange auras in it. When the old patriarch cultivates, he absorbs the clear and pure aura released by it, and the speed is several times that of ordinary auras!

This is also why the old sect leader opened up a sect in those days!

However, looking at it from a distance, the white jade trigger on the blue eyed waste hand in front of me is more clear and pure than the trigger of the patriarch!

Moreover, it has a holy light in the night!

Even if you only look at it, you know that this trigger is by no means comparable to that in the hands of the old patriarch!

After only one look, the surprise of several monks turned into greed.

If, let them get the trigger

In the eyes of several others, the friar with Buddha dust noticed that his eyes were dim and looked at Duanmu ya: "if it's not your thing, you shouldn't take it."

Duanmu yawang was angry and smiled: "elder, why do you think it's not mine? Besides, even if it's not mine, it's not yours. Why do you want to go?"

After that, she smiled again, raised her eyebrows and stared at the four people: "shouldn't it be. Several predecessors saw that my trigger looked good and planned to trick and rob?"

When he was stabbed, shame and anger flashed on his face: "don't talk nonsense here. Do you know who we are? We are the fourth-class friars of the Chinese sect, and my senior brother is the third-class friar. Will you have something?"

"That's good." Duanmu yawang smiled. "I'm most afraid of those who want to see something conspicuous on others and take it away after they close their eyes."

Duanmu yawang's words meant something. The four monks could not hear it.

When I heard this, my face was very ugly.

Duanmu yawang was too lazy to see how their faces looked. He turned his eyes and said with a smile: "however, Hua sect is a famous open and aboveboard sect and a higher sect of monasticism. I believe several predecessors will not do these things."

"This is nature." Duanmu Ya looked at a high hat, heard that the four people were in a good mood, and immediately forgot their previous unhappiness.

The monk with the dust in his hand took a deep look at duanmuya. The female monk asked him at this time: "senior brother, there is no trace of ancient gods and beasts here. What should we do next?"

The dust friar took his sight back from duanmuya. Without speaking, he bowed his head and began to pinch his fingers to divine quickly.

The other three calmed down and didn't dare to disturb him.

"Take your time, elders, and I won't bother you." Duanmu yawned and said lazily, "I'll go to have a rest first."

Then he took the quilt, stretched himself, and did not go down to the ground. He stepped on the branches of the tree and walked away.

The other three monks looked at her secretly, staring at the white jade trigger on her hand, with different thoughts.

Duanmu yawang, when he didn't see the sight of those people, went to find another towering tree suitable for sleeping. He lifted his breath, slowly went up the tree, spread out his quilt and lay down.

She took a quiet look at the ring on her hand.

It seems that good things are always eye-catching. It seems that this trigger can not be exposed so easily in the future.

The little white deer quietly looked at the four monks in the medical system and swallowed the foam: "master, will those people let you go?"

"It depends on their strength." duanmuya looked at them, closed her eyes and whispered to the little white deer. "If they were strong enough to save xiaohuofei in my medical system, they would not let me go so easily."

"Oh." the little white deer answered, and then he was still very uneasy: "what if they have this strength? With your ability, you can't beat them!"

"I don't think they have this strength." Duanmu yawang said directly: "if they had this strength, they would have come directly to the East. Why did they run to the north and south?"