Chapter 1215

"We are all practitioners. Although we meet by chance, it is a good thing to have a good relationship." Looking at Yang Yu, the enchantress smiles.

"Well, nu Shi Sheng is so beautiful. It's a wonderful thing for me to get to know her." Yang Yu said with a smile.

Looking at the delicious food for a while, Yang Yuran didn't think about it.

But as soon as the witch let go, Yang Yu suddenly turned black.

At the end of the meal, the witch stopped talking and ate a green Jiaorou kebab directly. Finally, she couldn't eat the blood and meat treasure medicine, so she began to fight for other delicacies.

The monkey wine that Shi Hao took out was drunk by the witch. Yang Yu didn't eat the barbecue, but the witch gave him all the wine.

This made Yang Yu directly black down. This was the second time someone moved faster than him and snatched food from his face.

As she enjoyed it, she got up with indifference. She picked up a can of monkey wine, opened it and drank it directly. She put the remaining barbecue beside Yang Yu on the fire.

"My God, how can you eat so much? My barbecue, my monkey wine, you fat girls can eat so much."

Yang Yu screamed. He thought of the scene in which Yunxi ate most of the pure blood in googlean mountain. His face was black.

This is the second half of the night. The blue sea is sparkling, reflecting the bright moon in the sky. Because it is a ghost ship, other creatures dare not approach this sea area. There is no one to disturb and it is very quiet.

Yang Yu and the witch have been eating until the last midnight, little bit and hairball are sleeping, all over shining.

Finally, the witch couldn't hold on, and her abdomen was slightly puffed up. She just opened her mouth and began to spray rays. She couldn't eat any more.

She ate these blood and flesh treasure medicine has been suppressed by her, now really can not suppress, the whole body also began to shine.

It's hard to imagine how these people's stomachs were loaded. This is a pure blood creature. If other people eat a piece of it, they will glow all over and start running.

"My monkey wine, it's not infinite. I can't go to googlean mountain! Don't eat any more! "

Yang Yu looks at the wine pot at the foot of the witch. He is very painful. He regrets that Shi Hao took out so much.

"This monkey wine is really a good wine!"

Looking at Yang Yu, the witch was very satisfied and nodded.

"Of course, it's not your food

Yang Yu's face was black and his face was painful.

"Don't be so sad. Good things naturally need to be shared with people who understand them, as well as with our own friends. You see, I'm more in line with each other. We meet by chance, but we can look at each other, eat meat and drink wine. Isn't this a friendship?

What's more, my witch is a person who eats all over the world. If you enter my stomach, you will not become vulgar. It will have a unique meaning. "

the witch looked at Yang Yu and said with a smile, "the face is not red heart."

, "Amitabha, the meaning of the female benefactor, but some of the poor monk did not understand. After eating the essence, would they not enter the" five Valley "place, and then send it out of the recurrent exit?

Yang Yu looked at the witch, eyes rolling straight.

"Er..." The witch suddenly stopped talking and felt uncomfortable. What Yang Yu was referring to was disgusting.

"Amitabha, is there any other way to get rid of it?" Yang Yu put his hands together and looked at the witch curiously with an open mind.

"How can you speak so rudely? You have a bad heart even though you have a thick eyebrow and big eyes." The witch glared at Yang Yu and said in a rather displeased way.

"Amitabha, the benefactor herself said that entering your belly can have special significance. I'm just curious."

Yang Yu shook his head and said, suddenly, Yang Yu looked at the witch strangely. "You drink monkey wine. If you come out of that place, it really has a special significance."

“……” The witch looked at Yang Yu and didn't understand.

"Amitabha, that place is a good place. All men yearn for it. What's more, the female benefactor is so beautiful that more men want it. Those monkey wine has a special meaning. I understand." Yang Yu nodded.

The witch looked at Yang Yu and her face suddenly turned black. Now she understood what Yang Yu said.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, this is indeed a natural wonderful thing. I have never seen it, but I have heard of it. It was because I wrote a poem about this wonderful thing that the world called me the poem Buddha." Yang Yu's eyes rolled and looked at the witch.

“……” The witch didn't speak. She sat there with a stiff face. She couldn't tell her expression. Anyway, it was dark and her mood was not good.

"I gave the benefactor some ugliness and wrote a poem today to let the benefactor know where the name of the poem Buddha came from." With a smile, Yang Yu stood up and looked up at the sky with his hands folded."This poem took the poor monk 77479 days to study and revise it every day. It can be said that the words are pearls and the image is incomparable. Please comment on it. The poem is:

the xuanhuang of the nature contains the magical devices, and the famous objects are hidden in the Jiao Niang's crotch.

The two petals of Hanhan flower dew, Taoyuan a path into the yaochi.

How to write the soft and soft place in the painting.

But it was Cang Jie who had no laizi and was forced by his pictographic paintings. "

After an impassioned recitation, Yang Yu recited the wonderful poem with high spirits. He turned to look at the witch. Yang Yu asked with a smile, "female benefactor, can I afford the title of poem Buddha of poor monk?"

“……” The witch looked at Yang Yu with a dark face. She didn't know what to say. She also had some blushes on her face. She didn't know whether it was caused by drinking or because she was shy and angry.

"Benefactor?" Yang Yu looked at the witch with a smile.

"Monk, why are you so vulgar? Are you a flower monk? But how old are you now? Why do you make such poems? "

The witch said very speechless, her face a little angry.

"Amitabha, I just overheard the master talking about the wonderful thing and his daily edification. That's why I got this poem." Yang Yu looked at the Witch and said with a smile.

“……” The witch didn't speak and looked at Yang Yu very speechless.

Now he really does not know what kind of influence Yang Yu's master is. Such poems can be made. There are many people in this sect

The witch shook her head, speechless on her face.

"Female benefactor, can I be worthy of the title of poem Buddha?" Yang Yu asked again.

"If you really only know such poems, I think you'd better change your name to flower monk." The witch said quite speechless.

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