Chapter 2963： The holy monk's lotus essence (79)

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The beads were broken.

The power of the heart's blood has once again purified the darkness on the Buddha's bones.

The gate of **** slowly closed again.

Ning Chen saw the shadow completely disappear.

He beckoned and the beads turned back into a string and hung on his wrist.

He stepped out slowly.

The magic tower was empty.

Only the chain that locked the demon fell in the dark, silent.

Ning Chen returned to the door of the Zen room and looked at the empty Zen room.

He squinted and went to Lingchi again.

Did not see that little figure.

He started slowly, carefully, step by step through the temple.

No……

Where did you go?

Ning Chen looked at the temple gate and ran out?

Bai Weiwei washed her hands and felt that they could not be cleaned. Then she asked the system for a strong soap.

The washed fingers wrinkled, and she was satisfied and said, "These robbers are not human, is He Cheng so embarrassed?"

Essence was black and cinder.

No one is good.

The system took out the abacus and counted, "Thirteen plus fifty-one, a total of sixty-four, there are still thirty-six people."

Bai Weiwei wiped her hands and ran towards the temple.

"There is no way. There is not enough time. I will doubt if the monk can find him. The rest of the robbers will find a chance later."

The branch did not know why she was asked to kill a hundred people.

It seems that the small branch table has been mining since.

The spur line is even more conscienceless.

If you can pick the essence of the branch line.

It is estimated that the spirit is darker than the robber.

As soon as Bai Weiwei came to the door of the zen room, the system said, "The man is back."

She paced her feet and quickly adjusted her condition. She did not expect the monk to return so soon.

She was not afraid of her murder being leaked.

The fear is that not a hundred were found.

Because once found, it will not be easy to kill in the future.

Even the wicked.

Ning Monk's old-fashioned old-fashioned, it is estimated that she will be stubborn.

Give her no chance to start.

If the spur line is not completed, she dare not brush her favor.

Without deeper favoritism, Ning Monk would not let her go.

That was a deadlock.

The time to be determined refers to the sudden flow of the day.

When Bai Weiwei stepped into the door, she saw Ning Chen standing at the table with scattered scriptures under her white fingertips.

He is slowly gathering these messy books.

Ning Chen heard the footsteps and was about to turn back.

Bai Weiwei had rushed over, hugging him with both hands, struggling to scratch his back.

"Monk, you are back, have you figured out that you are going to marry me?"

All the questions asked are summarized in this question.

Ning Chen seemed a little dazed, "Become ... a pro?"

These two words were strange to him as if he had never heard them before.

Bai Weiwei frowned suddenly. After releasing him, she turned and sat on the table.

By the way, he packed up the scriptures and was sitting again.

She reached out and nodded his chest.

"Monk, you won't eat it and don't confess it. You did that to me, and you plan to pretend to be okay. You're not human."

She looked serious and filled with serious indignation.

As if he had done something terrible.

Ning Chen only felt the heat in his chest, he took a breath, and immediately took a few steps back.

What I want to explain.

But the picture came to mind, his eyelashes drooped, and he was silent again.

Bai Weiwei smiled forward, pressed her hands on both shoulders, exhaled Fang Lan as charming.

"Monk, am I delicious?"

(End of this chapter)