Looking at the red palm print on the back of his hand, Mo Ye's eyes rolled like dark clouds. No one has ever dared to do it to him so boldly, if it were in the past, the person in front of him would have already fallen to the ground, but at this moment, he was only hung up by what he said.

This little monk is not very old, but what he said is exactly the same, he really wants to know, what else can he say in his mouth?

"Thousands of hammers into a weapon, a hundred refinements and new life, you are the life of the emperor star, the son of the heavenly curse, naturally it is nothing, not to mention, I don't think you are short-lived, but you do have a death catastrophe at the age of twenty-five, but it is not inexplicable."

Hearing this, Mo Ye's eyes moved slightly, staring at the little monk in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

However, the two guards not far away, after hearing Tang Ning's words, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes, the two glanced at each other, strode forward, and asked urgently: "Is it really solvable?" How to solve it? ”

Tang Ning glanced at the two of them lightly, and then looked away lightly. She has a lot of grudges, these two people just wanted to kill her!

Seeing the little monk's expression, Mo Ye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

This little monk, at first glance, gives people the feeling that he is simple and harmless and does not understand the world, but after contact, he found that he is only on the surface, but in fact he is as cunning as a fox.

You need to know that he is the Lone Star of the Heavenly Evil, the son of the Heavenly Curse, and he will not live to be twenty-five years old, and he is personally approved by the senior monk of the Imperial Temple, and outsiders cannot know it at all, but what he said is similar to the senior monk of the Imperial Temple, but it is not exactly the same, which can't help but make him wonder how credible what he said?

"Donor, I wonder if I can take back your coercion?" Tang Ning smiled, looked at him and asked, at this moment, she regained the feeling she gave at first sight, simple and harmless, pure and kind.

Mo Ye gathered up his coercion, stared at the little monk, and his deep voice was suspicious: "Are you really a monk?" ”

He noticed that the words and deeds of this little monk were not quite like Buddhist disciples, and the word donor came out of his mouth, as if he would only mention it when he remembered it.

Hearing this, Tang Ning was slightly stunned, and then showed a big smile, touched his little bald head, squinted his eyes with a smile, and said, "I have a fate with the Buddha and am a monk halfway." ”

Hearing this, Mo Ye didn't doubt it, after all, this little monk didn't look like an old-fashioned monk who was a young monk and abided by the rules and precepts.

Perhaps it was his words that made him quite satisfied, he took a deep look at him with his hands, and called: "Black wind, reward!" ”

One of the black-clothed guards in the back stepped forward, glanced at the little monk, and then untied a small bag from his waist.

"Reward him with gold coins, and the bowl is full." Mo Ye said lightly.

"Yes." Hei Feng only paused slightly, then took out a handful of gold coins from the small bag and put them into the bowl that the little monk held in his hand.

The crisp collision sound of the gold coin when it was put into the bowl made the eyes of many people around light up, some were envious, some were greedy, some were calculating, and a pair of eyes stared directly at the bowl in the hand of the little monk.

Tang Ning's eyes flashed slightly, and his gaze swept over the man in front of him with a playful expression, and landed on the small bag in the hand of the guard named Hei Feng.

This thing, it can't be the legendary Qiankun bag, right?