Chapter 1358

Her eyelids grew deeper and deeper. She heard the scene in chaos. The believers were shouting, but suddenly, the whole hall fell into absolute silence.

Those believers were abnormally quiet. It seemed that some big man, especially powerful one, came to the scene.

Min Zhuang'er's consciousness was vague, but he only felt that, in a flash, the sound of FA Hao was loud, and the sound of chanting was endless.

There was a shot and the high priest died, she knew.

But why didn't her followers panic? And continue to chant?

Who is it? Who came to the scene?

The sacrificial ceremony of tantro is still going on? Min Zhuang'er is very confused. Under the magic effect of sandalwood, she can't open her eyes and can't see what happened.

I just felt that someone had picked her up, but it was definitely not the fat, greasy, pastry and animal flavored lajean jonzo.

She didn't know who was the man who held her up, but the man's body odor smelled good, like the abyss.

Min Zhuang'er narrowed his eyes and tried to see who the man was? But only a white face came into view.

Skull face.

It's a man with a skull mask.

Shituolin master

Min Zhuang'er couldn't believe that she saw the Lord of siduolin. Moreover, she and this king Lin Tian, mu Ningfu, the demon whom the whole Far East all wanted to kill, were embracing each other so close at the moment.

[Lord siduolin] killed the high priest, and then gently held min Zhuang'er in his arms.

All around, the bright yellow curtain slowly fell and surrounded them in the middle. The believers could not see them. They could only see the shadow of two embracing each other in the account under the reflection of ten thousand butter lamps.

[Lord siduolin] he was extremely gentle and wiped the blood stains on min Zhuang'er's face and body.

With both hands, slowly and solemnly, he untied min Zhuang'er's clothes.

Minzhuang'er was confused, and felt that she was full of women. Her snow-white skin revealed strange, rare, hazy and beautiful, and her heart was pounding.

The fingers of the Lord shituolin are long and clear-cut. They are very similar to someone.

Under the craftsman's provocation, a peacock plume stirred the skin of the sensory game, she felt a sense of dizziness and loss, and suddenly spread to the abdomen.

A stronger fire made her heart beat, and the beauty of power quietly awakened in her body. Although she was already a woman of the South Twilight Owl and knew well about men and women, this strange awakening surprised her.

She immediately thought that she was going to repair Tantra with the Sutra master, and her teeth trembled nervously. In a daze, she came to her, and she saw the bright point of self reflection, gradually bright.

It's strange that she has no fear of this man with skull face mask. On the contrary, she has an unprecedented sense of familiarity. It seems that she knew him a long time ago.

Moreover, facing her, there is no evil, no evil thoughts, only the most primitive tenderness - the most instinctive tenderness of a man to a woman he loves.

She unconsciously supported the shoulders of the master siduolin, just like the Kongxing huimu in the Thangka mural.

But at the moment, he has not started the ceremony of her Vajra pestle.

The fictional sunshine covered the whole ashram, and the smoke of sandalwood fluttered around her. She only saw Sakyamuni above the smoke and showed her a golden smile.

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