Chapter 541 (1/2)

Bearing the reputation of a traitor in Shaolin Temple, Cihang naturally can't continue to be a monk.

But he didn't want him to marry him and go to miaojiang with him, and she didn't want Jiujiu to give up the fragments of Cihang. They fell into a strange tangle.

Cihang lowered his eyes: ”heaven and earth are big, there is always a place for a little monk.”

Jiujiu lifted up her mouth and smiled: ”yes, even if you can't continue to be a monk, you can return to the secular world and marry me.”

Cihang rolled his lips and looked at Jiujiu with gentle and gentle eyes, with a trace of imperceptible feelings, but more of the compassion of all people in the world: ”little benefactor, little monk is a monk.”

After hearing that Cihang emphasized that he was a monk again, Jiujiu turned his eyes angrily: ”a traitor monk who stayed with me for more than ten days? Cihang, are you really stupid or fake stupid? Even if you want to be a monk again, you can't be a monk in your life.”

”I don't change my mind at first.” as long as he has a pious heart, whether he is in Shaolin temple or not, he will always be a monk.

Looking at Cihang, Jiujiu sighed in frustration.

The great monk was badly read by those Buddhist scriptures. No matter what she said, she wanted to be a monk. She was not willing to marry her if she lost the bet. Is it really so important to be a monk?

You can't eat meat, you can't get a wife, and you can't even hug the girl you like. Jiujiu doesn't understand that it's so hard to be a monk. Why should Cihang be a monk?

”If you don't want it, forget it.” Jiujiu looked at Tzu hang. Although she liked the fragments on Tzu hang and hoped that he could be with himself, fortunately, she finally returned the fragments to him, but it's really not a gentleman's call to force people to be difficult. Since Tzu hang didn't want it, she didn't force it.

Although the pity is inevitable, she doesn't want to force Cihang.

Jiujiu's mood is inevitably a little low. She looks at Tzu hang with some water light in her eyes, drooping her eyes, and her shoulders drooping weakly. There is no cheering in her voice in the past. She says, ”then I'll go back to miaojiang after killing Pudu.”

Jiujiu finished and walked ahead without waiting for Cihang.

However, how the back looks, how lonely and lonely, even the cheerful bell sound in the past is a little low.

Cihang sighed and followed.

The Wulin conference is held to kill the evil cult, and the initiator is Pudu.

It's funny to say that although the demon sect is a demon sect, it doesn't do much harm to nature and reason. On the contrary, the seemingly dignified monk Pudu has actually done countless harm to nature and reason, lusting for women, and even killing his life in the end.

Even your own children.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children, but Purdue is not even as good as animals.

His heart and liver are full of corrosive smell. Purdue is more like a demon cult man than those who kill and set fire.

In other words, he is not as good as those people in the demon sect. He is more like a hypocrite, a hypocrite with good looks.

Because of the Wulin meeting, the guard of Shaolin Temple was very loose. Soon, Jiujiu and Pudu slipped to the front desk of the competition.

At this time, Mo Yu is fighting against people.

Mo Yu is dressed in a white robe and holds a long sword. He looks handsome in the sun. His eyes contain Ling fierce cold light. His temperament is Ling ran. He is a beautiful childe in a good area.

Jiujiu stepped forward, took out the long sword from the arms of the people around him, turned over and jumped on the Biwu platform, smiled and said, ”I'll come!”

As soon as the voice fell, Jiujiu stood opposite Mo Yu.

A blue dress, hair scattered with the wind, in the sunshine, a young face is amazing.