Mo Ye is still dressed in a black robe, and his breath has been restrained. What is different from usual is that he is wearing a black mask on his face at this time, which hides his face.
He was informed that there was a vision in the fierce beast forest of Beishan a few days ago, and he came to see him because he was close to him.
However, not long after entering this place, I heard the fierce beast roaring constantly. When I looked for it, the fierce beast didn't see it. Instead, he saw the little monk who was a monk a few days ago.
This place is extremely dangerous. How did a little monk who was still in the city of Yunzhong a few days ago and didn't cultivate himself in it? What he didn't expect was that the little monk didn't die in the mouth of the beast. On the contrary, he secretly followed a sword man.
He also followed them all the way. The little monk finally showed up and watched in the dark. To his surprise, the little monk was so skillful that he was forced to retreat step by step, adding a few more stab wounds to his body. Moreover, the knife fell on the wound that the man had originally hurt 。
So that he can know that his head can't be touched by anyone?
Hearing the little monk's words, Mo Ye's eyes flicker slightly, and his eyes fall on the little monk's shining head. Inexplicably, he remembers that the last time the little monk hit him, the bright head was held down by his big hand.
He remembered that he had been patted on the back of his hand at that time. Not long after he went back, the back of his hand was red and itchy. When he saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, showing a bit of playfulness. He thought: this kind of vindictive nature is really not a serious monk.
Most Buddhist disciples are kind-hearted, but this little monk is fierce and ruthless. I don't know what kind of temple can accommodate such a god of killing.
Just thinking about it, I saw a sharp side kick from the young monk. The sword in the man's hand was kicked and thrown into the air. At the same time, the little monk kicked his foot directly up the chin of the other side.
"Poof!"
The man was kicked face up and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body also lost balance and retreated. Maybe it was because of the injury on his body and his physical strength was not enough. When he saw the little monk leaning over to attack, he turned around and wanted to escape.
However, just a few steps after running, the cold dagger had already reached his neck, and the voice of killing intention came into his ears with a trace of coldness.
"The door of hell is open, go down!"
As soon as the voice fell, a sharp dagger ran through his throat. The fresh blood splashed out. The man only had time to snort, and his whole body froze. His eyes were wide open. He never thought that he was not dead in the mouth of the beast, but in the hands of the little monk
Seeing this scene in the dark, Mo Ye's eyebrows curl slightly under his mask. His deep eyes are staring at the little monk, and his eyes are full of inquiry
A knife to seal the throat, clean and neat!
However, the next moment, see the little monk's behavior, his mouth is a puff.
I saw that the little monk took out a bag of heaven and earth from the corpse, and then he looked at it strangely: "is this the heaven and earth bag? Does this little bag really hold a lot of things? "
Tang Ning happily played, opened to look inside, see a lot of treasure inside, not from the eyes a bright: "really good luck when..."
She excitedly threw the bag of heaven and earth in her hand. Before the words behind her were said, she found that the bag of heaven and earth
Robbed!