Chapter 770

Flowers hold her like a treasure.

Reluctant to give up.

Always look at her, and every once in a while, kiss her.

Until outside the wooden house, there was a long sound of "Amitabha."

The eyelids are drooping.

Not for a moment.

He went to the door in that black robe and gold thread robe.

His hair is loose, and after the affair, the whole person looks very lazy.

With a smile in his eyes,

"monk, it's you."

I've seen it before when I went to the snake village.

It's also the monk who talks to his benefactor tonight.

The monk read another sentence: "Amitabha."

While talking, he said again, "almsgiver, let go of all living beings."

"What is the monk talking about? How can I not understand? "

The monk sighed for a long time. "Almsgiver doesn't care about all the people, doesn't he even care about the girl?"

There's no change in the slant of the flower.

He is waiting for the monk to go on.

Monk

"almsgiver must have found the uniqueness of that girl. She can know anything happened to you. Almsgiver always feels weird in the details."

As soon as the voice fell, Hua tilted his eyes and moved.

The monk continued, "she's a stranger, coming with a mission."

I don't know why, I just feel that the gloomy breath around Huaqian is gradually strong.

If the monk didn't realize it, he went on and said, "it's a mission, it must be done. If it can't be done, she will pay a price.

Did you ever hear her mention what she was determined to do? "

The flowers are becoming more and more gloomy.

"Old monk, I think you are looking for death."

Voice fell, a strong aura toward the monk attack.

Hit him straight.

Bang!

The monk spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

It was planted in the woods on that side.

Because the sky is still a little dark, I can't see whether the people there are dead or alive.

Hua Qian stands on the steps of the wooden house.

His face is ugly.

The eyes are full of emotion.

Outsiders??

No wonder it's all clear.

He bowed his head.

Stand in front of the wooden house.

After a long time, when the first touch of the morning sun rises.

He was born in seclusion. Soon, the figure of snow wolf knelt in front of him.

"The demon king, please tell me."

The sun is getting brighter and brighter.

The whole Qingshan school is very bright.

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when Su Yan woke up from the cabin.

It's already ring noon.

She looked out at the sky, stunned.

Follow, quickly get up from the bed.

As a result, he was pulled back to the bed by the man who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Followed by his close embrace.

He opened his eyes and held Su Yan in his arms

The voice is slow, not urgent, not slow.

As Su Yan struggles, I'll go out and have a look

"What are you going to see? Look at the remains of the disciples of Qingshan sect? "

Su Yan is stunned.

She looked down at the flowers.

He wanted to talk again, but finally fell back into his arms and hugged him.

After a long time, her voice was

"flower inclination"

"benefactor?"

Su Yan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say.

"Nothing"

"since the benefactor has nothing to say, the flower asks the benefactor a question."

"En"

"Hua Qian didn't want to kill a group of people from Qingshan sect. Is the benefactor going to die?"

Su Yan listened and raised her head all of a sudden

"you..."

her sight was opposite to him.

It's also a little guilty when talking