Chapter 35: I want to settle old accounts

The surprise of getting the baby has not yet dissipated, and I saw the black shadow in front of me flashing, and the thing that my hands were about to catch was robbed, and she suddenly stared at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and she was angry, and shouted angrily: "Who is it?" Which turtle ......"

When he turned his head to look, when his eyes fell on the person in the black robe and the mask on his face, his voice suddenly stopped, and he held back his breath vividly, and instead revealed a pure and gentle smile of a Buddhist disciple.

"Amitabha, it's really a place in life where you don't meet, I didn't expect to meet here, the donor is really destined for my Buddha!"

It's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold, how can you still encounter this evil star in such a place?

His eyes were snatched towards him, and he glanced at the Qiankun bag that he was playing with in his hand.

Rob? You can't grab it, right?

Beat? How could you possibly beat him?

Give it up? She hasn't been hot yet!

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "What is in the hands of the donor, please return it to the little monk!" As he spoke, an arrow stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab the bag.

When Mo Ye heard the little monk's words, his brows under the mask raised slightly. Seeing that he wanted to snatch something from him while he was not paying attention, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook, and the hand holding the Qiankun bag was behind him, and asked, "How did you recognize me?" ”

Tang Ning grabbed the air, couldn't help but withdraw his hand, looked at him and said with a smile: "The donor's noble aura is different, looking at the world, it is estimated that there is no second one." ”

With his evil body, it's hard to recognize it!

Hearing this, Mo Ye glanced at him, and always felt that his words didn't seem like he was praising him.

"Why are you here?"

His deep eyes swept over the corpse on the ground, looked at the little monk, and said, "Aren't Buddhist disciples not killing?" I don't think you hesitate to do it. ”

Tang Ning saw that his hands had been behind his back, and it seemed that he didn't want to return the things to her for a while, and he didn't know how long he had been hiding in the dark and watching?

So he said: "The donor doesn't know, the little monk and I were originally a little novice who kept to himself, and traveled around the world to increase his knowledge, but unexpectedly I was taken captive by these people as bait. ”

As she spoke, a smile appeared on her face, her hands folded in front of her, and she began to talk serious nonsense again: "Fortunately, my Buddha blessed me and escaped death, but this person followed all the way and wanted to take the treasure from the little monk, but the little monk was forced to fight to the death with him." ”

After a pause, she looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed lightly: "Amitabha, it's okay to die, die early and be born early, and you must be reincarnated as a good person in your next life." ”

Mo Ye glanced at him with a smile, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would really have been fooled by this little monk's ability to reverse black and white.

"Donor, the little monk's bag." She glanced behind him, smiling delightfully.

Looking at the little monk's eyebrows and eyes curled with a pleasing little appearance, Mo Ye's eyes flashed slightly, and he did not return the Qiankun bag to him, but glanced at the girl who quietly came behind the little monk, and then said: "This is a dangerous place, it is not suitable to stay for a long time, since you have escaped the danger, then go straight in this direction, and you can get out of this forest." ”

"My bag ......," Tang Ning said without giving up.

Mo Ye tugged at the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Don't go? Want to settle old scores with me? ”