Chapter Seventy-Six: Becoming a Demon with You

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What was she like at that time, as if she was decadent, like a delicate flower that had not yet bloomed, withering alone in the cold wind.

The whole person sat in a high position, reclining on the male pet she couldn't name.

A pair of charming eyes, just like that, looked at the monk standing in front of the hall, behind him, singing and dancing, but standing there, it was as if he had a pure land, independent of the world.

He also looked at her, his eyes did not fluctuate, it was such a look, it was such a look, it was the one she once loved miserably.

As if she was enraged, she pushed away the male pet beside her and staggered towards him, she couldn't drink enough, but after Xue Shao's death, she indulged in it all day long.

Lust and Alcohol ......

It can make her happy for a while.

She stood still in front of him, and the corners of her lips pulled up a mocking arc: Monk, Monk, congratulations to you, Puzhi, look at your scenery, look at me again, I am a widow, without a husband, Puzhi, are you very happy to see me like this?

She always referred to herself as "me" in front of him, because in that isolated nunnery, she was just a little nun.

And he just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head: Amitabha, the donor has an obsession, and only by letting go can he be peaceful and peaceful.

She didn't care what he said, but she was shocked back to her senses by the benefactor.

Donor? Donor! Puzhi, what do you call me?

She stepped forward and grabbed his arms one by one, looking at him with burning eyes.

Are you really so ruthless?

At that time, her kung fu was pure and kind, and she had already stood alone in the world, and few people were her opponents, but she knew that the person in front of her was so amazing and brilliant in terms of martial arts, as long as he was willing, she would not be his enemy.

However, he didn't break away from her, but just looked at her with compassion: Donor, why bother with the past?

Li Lingyue was stabbed by his gaze, it was this kind of look, since Xue Shao's death, wherever she went, she saw this kind of look, and everyone was sympathizing with her as a widow.

What about princesses? What about being high up?

In front of the imperial power, it can be discarded casually.

She let go of him and slowly walked to the high position, and the male pet stepped forward to serve, but she just looked at him.

His eyes were down, there was no expression on his face, he was really a Buddha, cold and numb, without temperature.

She waved her hand, and the dancer and the male pet all responded, and soon there were only two people left in the hall, her and him.

With her eyes closed, she was half-lying in her seat, holding a flask and pouring wine into her mouth.

It's deserted, this huge princess's mansion is so cold that there is no trace of human flavor, right?

Pu Zhi didn't know what he was stabbed by, and looked up at the woman in the high position.

Compared with when she was younger, she at this time was more charming and beautiful.

He heard a calm voice come out of his mouth: Taiping...... Forget about the past, you're still young.

Taiping?

She opened her eyes and looked back at the person she had loved in the first place.

Puzhi, do you think everyone is as ruthless as you? After you disappeared, I looked for you like crazy, but I couldn't find it, I couldn't find it, and then I had a fever, and after I woke up, I never smiled again until Xue Shao appeared, but now, he has also left me, how do you let me forget?

The two words ruthless smashed into Pu Zhi's heart as if they had a thousand pounds of weight.

He thought he had read the world. Love, but at this moment, his face still changed, but the woman in the audience did not see it.

I treat people sincerely as the queen mother said, but in the end, it was you who hurt me, and the queen mother is the same!

At the end, a fierce light flashed in her eyes!

At this moment, her former kindness was buried by reality.

Pu Zhi bowed his head, he knew that she had entered a road of no return, and if she didn't succeed, she would become a benevolent.

She raised her head and looked at Pu Zhi, the bewitching light in her eyes flashed, she slowly stepped down from her position and took his hand, he was still like the first time she had held his hand when she was young, and he couldn't resist at all.

His heart never thought of resisting.

He looked down at their hands, and said in a low voice: It's the poor monk who is sorry for the princess, what does the princess need the poor monk to do, and she will never give up.

Taiping listened to his words, raised his face with his hand, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: No, no, Puzhi, it is not me that you are never sorry for, but it.

As he spoke, he slowly placed his hand on his left chest, where the heart was located: do you hear me? It used to hurt so much because of your departure.

Pu Zhi's face turned white all of a sudden, and he felt the heartbeat under his hands, of course he understood that feeling, because at this moment, his left chest was also very painful.

Taiping held his right hand with both hands and pressed it to the position of his heart: Puzhi, do you know? There are two scars on it, one is made by you, which I used to love the most, and the other is by my most beloved mother, and you are all devils, so it is scarred.

Puzhi's lips trembled slightly: Princess, please don't say it.

She smiled slightly, put down her hand, and led him to the inner room: Puzhi, you have to compensate me, I'm not happy, you have to accompany me to be unhappy, my pain, you should also feel it.

This is a lingering and sympathetic statement, but it makes people shudder.

Pu Zhi looked like he was seriously ill, his face turned pale, and he let her lead him and walked to the inner room.

Soon, both of them saw the bed and could see that the quilt cover was new.

She rubbed her forehead, who was with her last night, she had long forgotten, in short, this room would not leave a trace of that person.

She let go of Puzhi's hand, turned her head to look at him, and the corner of her mouth smiled like a flower: You are a high-ranking monk, so naturally you have not tasted this human love. Desire, why don't we do it together.

Pu Zhi woke up in shock, looked at her and shook his head: Princess......

She stepped forward, covered his mouth at once, and the whole person was attached to his body, and then as soon as the internal force was exerted, he was shocked to the bed by her.

Universal wisdom, the world is the way, I am a prostitute. Can you believe it?

She went to bed, put down the tent, and pressed her red lips to her ear to ask.

Pu Zhi was stunned, he should be the one who knows her best, she is a young girl, she is a kinder girl than anyone else.

Thinking of this, he didn't have the slightest intention to resist, stretched out his hand to wrap around the person on his body, and looked directly at her: You have become a demon, and the poor monk can't cross you, so he should become a demon with you!

Hearing this, she was stunned, and then tears fell: Puzhi, it's you, you demons, who have turned me into this.

Pu Zhi turned over and pressed her under him, his face was full of piety, and his eyes were staring at her seriously: Princess, the poor monk has never stopped loving you......

She shook her head, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe the man who had abandoned her when she was young, and then bit his lip as if she were punishing.

A room of spring.

Since then, there has been one more monk in the world who has become a demon, and he still crosses people to become a Buddha, but he has long forgotten that he should cross the most is himself......

Wuyin Jue said

ps: Recalling this kind of chapter, I feel more like that without quotation marks~ Emphasis, the male and female protagonists of this article are both clean ~ The past life does not count ~ This is different from history, please do not delve into it!

Because in the more than 20 years of Xue Shao's life, in addition to never leaving her peace, Her Royal Highness the princess also needs another guard, Wuyin thinks, give her a first love, so that her nearly ten years of temple life can have memories~