Chapter 2997： Reality (2)

Chapter 2997: Reality (2)

As a result, she was picked up suddenly at the last second of customs clearance.

Then she failed to clear the level and the game character died again.

When Bai Weiwei looked up indifferently, she saw the teenager standing at the table, her white fingers lightly touching the crystal green stems.

His eyes were cold and his face paled like a ghost.

The white monk robe looked a little loose.

It felt like the whole person was almost melted in the scattered sun, without color.

The redness on his thin lips also disappeared, losing his blood-colored lips, as dry and thin as white paper.

The only color left on the body.

But the cinnabar between the eyebrows was beautiful but without temperature.

Bai Weiwei was held in his hand and saw his slightly thin jaw line, thin and shallow lips, and those droopy eyelashes, covering the half of the pupils in coldness and silence.

He reached out his white fingertips and touched her petals lightly.

"Still nothing happens?"

He whispered, without any emotional ups and downs, his hoarse voice terrifyingly calm.

Bai Weiwei lowered her eyes and reacted?

Ning Chen glanced at the Wanfo Hall, and then sighed sighingly, took her carefully into her arms, and covered her with wide sleeves.

Keep her out of the sun.

Then the teenager took a slow step and walked out calmly.

The shadow under his feet had faded.

But still can see the color of the demon.

The demon **** was absorbed by her, he only had the Buddha's heart and the bones in his heart.

This is the first time he has not seen this dark world when he appeared from the Buddha Heart Hell.

There is no need to fight with so many dark desires.

His world would be quiet in a moment.

Good, bad, no sound.

It's too quiet.

Ning Chen walked out slowly, and all monks surrounded the hall.

The leading old monk stood holding a handful of lotus leaves.

All of them were embarrassed and looked very ugly.

"Uncle, you have already taken a step forward, and the Buddha's heart and **** have also calmed down. Your continued cultivation is the gospel of the Buddha."

The old monk bowed his head, respectfully.

Everyone knows the difference of Ning Chen's time.

All of them are expecting him to defeat the magic, and then continue to be a leader in the Temple of Ten Thousand Yuan.

After all, the strength of Buddhism and Taoism over the past ten years has crushed Taoism because it is Ning Chen, except for the heart of the Buddha.

After a while, wait until Ning Chen looked like he was back to normal.

And all kinds of abilities are more enhanced, and everyone is of course happy.

But did not expect that Ning Chen made a decision that made them all unbelievable.

Ning Chen just looked at them indifferently, then still not indifferent, holding his lotus forward.

All monks surrounded him, but did not dare to stop them, but could only follow him.

When I finally saw the gate.

Ning Chen finally glanced, and looked at them coldly.

"Today is my vulgar day, and when I get here, it becomes."

Outside the temple, the cold wind green bamboo, the white robe boy stood in the wind, his eyes were cold and delicate.

The old monk was holding a lotus flower, with tears in his face, "Uncle, why is it vulgar, there is always a reason, this is for no reason, this is your home."

He grew up here.

Everyone thought he would stay.

He did not expect that he would suddenly leave.

Without Ning Chen, who can keep one of the Buddhas.

They are now so strong and so united because of his existence.

Ning Chen was indifferent, and he went down the steps step by step.

(End of this chapter)