Chapter 2900： The holy monk's lotus essence (14)

The 2900th chapter of the holy monk's lotus essence (14)

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Bai Weiwei climbed onto his clothes, and finally caught his fingers with his collar.

Black sandalwood beads seem to feel something.

Some intimates came and touched Bai Weiwei.

As a result, the beads were so heavy that she knocked her down. She hurriedly hugged a bead with her hands before falling.

The beads float in the air.

The little Bai Weiwei was shaking, but after all, she followed the beads to the forehead of Ning Chen.

But can't touch it.

"I'll touch his forehead, can he purify his black gas?"

System: "In theory, that's it."

Bai Weiwei nodded and immediately took a deep breath, holding the beads to swing on the swing, and then flew out.

Both hands touched the red trace of cinnabar between Ning Chen's forehead.

He touched his fingertips and burned his hands.

The cinnabar followed the fire and almost didn't burn her skin.

After she touched her forehead, the black breath suddenly felt like something, rushing over.

Countless dark gases.

Gushing out of his body.

All rushed into her fingertips.

Bai Weiwei suddenly felt uncomfortable, her face began to pale.

The system quickly said, "You have limited purification power, let go of your hand, don't clean it."

Bai Weiwei: "I want to release it too, but the black gas is sticky."

Stuck her.

She is small and light, and has no chance to escape by means of force.

The aura of the lotus was consumed a little bit.

Bai Weiwei felt that she couldn't take the dog like that. She immediately stretched out her fingers and patted his cinnabar, saying aloud, "Monk, you wake up, you make me feel bad."

Ning Cheng walked in an empty city.

Rotten bodies are everywhere.

Vultures circle in the sky.

Countless grieving spirits are crying.

Nightmare's thoughts turned into a terrible shadow.

Entangled around him.

"Little bald donkey, do you think you can ruin me? I don't believe there is no gap in your heart. There are so many grudges in this world. You think about crossing people across the river every day. Can you survive it?"

Nightmare finished.

Under the countless bones, drinking water swelled out and turned into a river of dead bones.

And dead bones have become humans desperately shouting.

"Help, save me, ask for help, sage."

Ning Chen stood in the middle of the river, and there were countless hands for help, and his fingers were like dead wood, like a magic claw.

Pulling desperately on his clothes, trying to pull him over.

As long as he has a touch of heart.

Will lose the world of nightmare and thoughts.

Ning Chen stared indifferently, his voice indifferent: "It dissipates well, so hovering around me is useless."

Nightmare was destroyed by him.

But a trace of thoughts remained in his heart, his bones were too clean.

So dark, you can touch it.

Without clearing it up in time, it turned into terrible darkness and accumulated in his body.

Nightmare clinged to his holy face and chuckled, "You can't cross yourself, who else can you cross, stink donkey."

Ning Chen looked up at the darkness.

Knowing that the power of nightmare is not so great, this is actually his dark world.

The inexhaustible dark breath condenses this hell.

Suddenly he felt his feet sink.

It was those fingers that pulled his clothes.

With a frown on his brow, just before he was torn, a clear aura suddenly dissipated the darkness of the sky.

He looked up, and immediately had the strength to tear open countless hands and leap upward.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw a small pink body falling among Meiyu.

He suddenly raised his hand, opened his palm, and lightly fell to the palm of his hand ... a little flower demon.

She curled up quietly in his hands, her lovely pink face showing a painful look, her pretty toes trembling.

This is ... the little lotus flower in the pond?

Did she purify his dark breath just now?

Ning Chen's thin lips fluttered, just about to move.

But seeing in his palm, the little flower demon turned into a slender beautiful lotus.

The color of the lotus is sick and not as bright as usual.

The lotus is inseparable from the water. He held the lotus and came to the water in an instant.

Step on the water and put her back where her roots were.

Seeing that she was standing quietly on the water again, the buds of the lotuses were closed, and the leaves were deprived of spirit.

The boy stood quietly without moving.

It took a long time for the favorability tone to sound.

[Ding, the male lead favors three. 】

What about the last one? Good night.

Do n’t run around at home recently, store some masks for backup, do n’t run out.

Protect yourself.

(End of this chapter)