Chapter 3507

The red flame turns into a lotus, and the figure of the woman in red is integrated with the sword. Leng Yumo's eyes are full of determination. Since there is no way to retreat, we will fight to the death. Even if there were no bones, at least she did not flinch. The Dragon slowly appeared to block out the sky and the sun, and looked at the humble human who dared to resist, showing a sarcastic expression. The huge claw stretches over, as long as in a flash can grasp that weak body, pinches it into the flesh mud. He liked to hear the shrill cries of prey in his claws and mouth. However, just as the dragon's paw was about to reach out, his body suddenly froze. The huge eyeballs are turning rigidly. Finally, it falls in front of the cold plume. There, I don't know when a young monk appeared in a golden red cassock. A pair of dark, bottomless eyes are quietly looking at it. The golden bowl in my hand radiated a faint light. The dragon's body instinctively trembled. It has a deep fear of the golden bowl“ Amitabha The little monk read it softly. A little cinnabar appeared quietly in the middle of the eyebrow. Let that originally tender, pure, holy face, inexplicably with a bit of people shudder evil. The deep voice of Buddha Dharma comes from the opening and closing lips. A red light rose from the golden bowl and pierced Jiaolong's eyebrows. The shrill cry resounded through the sky. The water below churned violently, creating waves. One by one, the huge animals under the sea tried their best to escape from the deep, silent and shivering. At last, the Dragon disappeared, but there was a little silver blue snake in the little monk's golden bowl. But in a flash, it disappeared into the golden bowl. The little monk turned around slowly, looked at the girl with pale face and bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, and drooped his head slightly: "Amitabha, benefactor Leng, you're ok..." before he finished his words, he saw the body of the person opposite shaking gently. Straight into the sea“ Feather foam The little monk's face changed greatly. Without thinking about it, he rushed over and held the man in his arms“ Are you seriously injured? " Jingyuan didn't find that his voice was so frightened and trembling. However, as soon as the words came out, he realized that something was wrong. The girl in her arms looked at him with a smile. Although he was injured, he was not even able to defend the sky“ Little monk, when did you start to follow me in the dark Jingyuan's face turned red in an instant. It took him a long time to stammer: "little monk, i... I'm not..." halfway through, he found that he was still holding Leng Yumo. They were so close to each other. So close that he could feel her temperature clearly. There is also the touch of holding people tightly with fingertips, which can't be ignored even through clothes. Jingyuan wants to release: "little... Little monk is abrupt..." but Leng Yumo grabs his skirt and says: "I'm exhausted now. Do you want to throw me into the sea?" Jingyuan's hand that he wanted to release suddenly tightened. This time, but... It's too tight. Tight enough to seem to want to rub people directly into their own blood. Let Leng Yumo can't help but snort. Jingyuan's red face is almost burning. At the same time, accompanied by the heart can not suppress faster, and thicker breathing.