Chapter 426： Buddhism (33)

"I see, Brother Mu, it's getting late, I'm leaving now..."

Qin Wanwan left in despair, her face was pale to a certain extent, and her dark eyes contained unnoticeable resentment, which was extremely deep and deep.

A bright moon hanging in the night sky.

The moonlight spilt down miserably, casting a mottled shadow on the ground through the intertwined branches of leaves.

Qin Wanwan didn't know where she was going, looking at everything strange around her, she suddenly felt abandoned by the whole world.

She suddenly laughed twice, and the moonlight shone on the girl's pale face. Qin Wanwan's laughter gradually expanded. She laughed until the tears came out, and her waist was bent down.

Qin Wanwan, Qin Wanwan, how stupid are you?

What Qin Wanwan would never forget was the scene where the gentle senior sister handed her a candied haws.

"Come on, Senior Sister invites you to eat candied haws."

Everyone was bullying her at the time.

Only Song Yuer helped Qin Wanwan, even if it was just a whim.

A senior sister became Qin Wanwan's obsession for a lifetime.

If Qin Wanwan relied on and respected this senior sister before, how much she hated her now.

The girl's slender body was trembling lightly, her eyes turned red due to too strong resentment, and in the dark, she looked like a ghost climbing up from hell.

Song Yuer, how can you, how can you treat me like this...

I trusted you so much, you betrayed me.

"You damn, you damn..."

Fu Yue, who was hiding in the dark, saw Qin Wanwan's whole process from pain and despair to blackening. The girl's expression was calm, except for the occasional two mocking smiles.

Qin Wanwan tasted the pain that Jiang Si had suffered in his previous life, even more than it was.

Therefore, as long as Qin Wanwan is killed, her mission should be completed.

Fu Yue nodded in satisfaction, she was obviously satisfied with her performance.

Kill the heart.

It is the best way to destroy a person.

The previous Fu Yue was in retreat for a period of time, waiting and waiting, but found that she obviously felt that her adulthood was approaching, but it just didn't come. It is estimated that there is still some opportunity missing.

There is nothing you can do if you think about it.

Fu Yue went to find Fan Xiu.

The good name is to connect feelings.

As soon as he opened the door of the meditation room, Fan Xiu felt something was wrong, and the strange breath came to his face in the room.

The snow-clothed monk raised his clear eyes slightly, his gaze fell on the red-clothed banshee on the couch, vaguely cold.

Then it was wrong.

Fan Xiu squeezed the Buddha beads in his hand, lowered his eyelashes, and said flatly, "Why are you here?"

As he spoke, he stepped in and closed the door, his movements were gentle and natural, and he felt pleasing to the eye just to be watched.

Fu Yue lay on her side as if boneless, half-raising her eyes, her long and narrow peach blossom eyes seemed to be fascinating.

The ethereal and enchanting voice gradually sounded.

"Holy monk, am I beautiful?"

Vatican glanced at her subconsciously, then quickly looked away, folded his hands together, and whispered, "The poor monk is a monk. You shouldn't ask me what the donor said."

Fu Yue continued to tease him.

"I do not believe."

"If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe you are truly heartbroken."

The monk in Xueyi raised his eyes and looked over with a cold and indifferent gaze.

His eyes met for a long time.