Kum Bodhisattva looked at Tao from a distance, followed by Kumba and other lamas.

"Greetings to the Holy Maiden. ”

"Na na, Na Na, Holy Maiden, who are they calling? Do you know this Holy Maiden?" Tao casually stuck the Xuanyuan Sword on the ground, and gently rubbed Yu Tao's face with his free right hand.

He has always liked this lovely girl, and now he is getting more and more fond of it.

"I don't know. Yu Tao stretched out his left hand and grabbed his fingers, and his right hand wrapped around Tao's neck and brought it to his ear. "I just want to be a demon with you. ”

"Uh-huh, I hear you? She's a demon, just like me. ”

"The little monk knows that Your Excellency is here to get justice for the Holy Maiden, and all this is caused by the deception of the monks under the seat, and the little monk is willing to hand him over to Your Excellency and let it go. After Kum Bodhisattva finished speaking, the two lamas beside Kumba took a step forward and fell to their knees, not saying a word, just trembling blindly.

"Ah, that's good, a timely admission of mistakes. Tao pursed his lips and nodded, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yu Tao in his arms, "Do you hear, they are willing to give the lives of two monks, what do you think?" ”

Yu Tao didn't speak, and shook his head.

"See?" Tao looked at Qom again, and the meaning was obvious.

"Dunba. Qom spoke again, his expression unmoving.

Lama Dumba glanced back at Qom Bodhisattva, and the despair in his eyes was like the moon passing through a peaceful lake, and the tide was repeated.

But he still fell to his knees in front of Tao.

Tao looked at Yu Tao again.

"Have you had enough?" Yu Tao looked at Tao's eyes, his eyes moist, and there seemed to be some tears.

This is tears in Tao's eyes.

"I'm sorry. He said.

He lifted the Xuanyuan sword in his hand and slashed Tana's head with a single sword.

"Little Leiling Temple, none of them will survive. ”

......

"Uncle Shi. ”

"Uncle Shi. ”

As soon as Xu Qingran and Ruan Qingmo arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, they saw Li Fengyuan and Han Qi waiting at the foot of the mountain, and consciously stood in front of the people without saying much.

"You used to be a matter of a few breaths, why do you have to have two little ones to pick you up. Han muttered and tucked himself into the back seat, and one person took the place of two people.

"I've been busy for decades, so I can't take a vacation in the last few days, right?" Fortunately, the back seat space is large enough, and Li Fengyuan is also relatively thin, and sitting in the back seat with Han Qi is not crowded.

"Then you still have a few meanings to pull me along, this is too small. He twisted his shoulders and turned around with great difficulty.

"Don't worry about you. ”

"Okay. "I smashed it, smashed it, and finally squeezed out two words.

......

"Hello, can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten in three days. ”

", go elsewhere and ask for food, don't be an eyesore here!" Mao Changping glared at the old beggar in disgust, and the spoon in his hand kept waving.

"You can eat anything, you can eat leftovers that you don't want. The old beggar did not leave, he asked again.

"Get out of here, be careful that Lao Tzu kills you!" Mao Changping walked out of the bun shop, and he was about to beat the old beggar.

But a fierce dog bark calmed him.

Mao Changping looked at the white milk dog in the old beggar's arms, and suddenly had an idea. "You give me this dog, and I'll give you a bun. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving. The old beggar didn't ask Mao Changping to give him the buns, and was about to leave with the little milk dog in his arms.

"Hey, two buns! Phew, bad luck, who is rare. ”

"Baihe, Baihe, where do you say I can deliver you out?" the old beggar held the little milk dog in his arms and stroked its head with his index finger as he walked.

If it weren't for the worry of the White River Corpse Wilderness, he would have left alone.

"Wang, woo!" Bai He rubbed in the old beggar's arms, gently holding his fingers.

"Wait a minute, old man, wait a minute. Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind the old beggar, and a series of milky shouts.

A little girl who looked like she was five or six years old was holding a few buns in her hand and handed them to him.

"My mother asked me to bring it, and she said that my grandfather must have been hungry for a long time. The little girl said word by word, perhaps because she had just learned to speak, and a few words were not very neat.

"Thank you, what's your name?" said the old beggar with a smile, his dirty beard trembling with his laughter.

"Liu Xinyi, Wen Dao Liu's Liu. The girl stood in front of the old beggar and did not hurry to leave. And her mother, a delicate woman, stood not far behind her, looking at her with relief and worry.

"If I give you this little white dog, will you take care of it?" the old beggar put Shirakawa on the ground and touched its ass gently.

The scar looked like it was almost gone.

"This ...... I'm going to ask my mom first. The little girl held out her hand to Shirakawa, but suddenly retracted and looked back at her mother.

"Okay, then go and ask your mom if she'd like to adopt this puppy. ”

The old beggar watched as the girl ran to her mother and slapped the white river's chin. "Little guy, your little life has been saved, and you will have to repay your kindness in the future. ”

Bai He stared at the old beggar with wide eyes, as if he understood, but also as if he didn't.

"Grandpa, mom said you can have a puppy. After a while, the girl returned to the old beggar and looked at the white river that was shrinking in the old beggar's palm.

"In the future, it will be your patron saint. The old beggar handed the white river to the girl and straightened up.

After sending out the White River, he was alone again.

"Thank you, old man. The girl watched the old beggar leave step by step, and returned to her mother with Baihe in her arms.

Maybe when she sees Baihe again in a few years, she will still think of such an old beggar.

......

"Du Jingmo, if we die like this, will you blame me?" Wei Lian sat on Du Jingmo's lap and shrunk into his arms.

He's really getting sticky to him.

"When did I blame you?" Du Jingmo wrapped his arms around Wei Lian and rested his head on his shoulder.

"I'm so scared, I'm afraid that after I get to the underworld, Lord Yama won't let me continue to like you, I'm afraid that Lord Yama will let me drink Meng Po soup. Tears rolled out of Wei Lian's eyes as she spoke, and even her voice became sobbing.

"Lord Yama and the others will be busy fighting, so I don't have time to pay attention to you. ”

"You can't make me cry for a while! you're so bad!" Wei Lian beat Du Jingmo's chest, and tears wet Du Jingmo's shoulders after a while.

"Okay, okay, you cry, you cry, I didn't say I wouldn't let you cry. Du Jingmo reluctantly patted Wei Lian's arm and hugged him tighter.

It should have been a particularly warm and comfortable action, but in Wei Lian's eyes, it changed its taste.

"Du Jingmo, you murder me!You still beat me!Huh~"

"I, where do I have?"

"You're murdering me again!"

Du Jingmo understood what it meant to breathe, but it was wrong.