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"It's the same way when I practice the Sea God Duel, am I really talented?" Remembering the retreat, she whispered to herself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A hint of deep thought flashed in the little monk's eyes, is this reincarnation? He knew that there were some great powers that could indeed be reincarnated with memories, so why did he always feel that something was wrong

What happened back then that the little fox would give him a cultivation body, and then disappear quietly.

Could this nine-tailed fox in front of her who has not been transformed for a long time be her?

If you can't see through it, what is the use of this transcendent cultivation?

"Come back to Fo'an Temple with me." The little monk said in a faint voice, but if you listen carefully, you will definitely be able to feel the tension and expectation hidden under the calmness.

It's been five hundred years, he's been waiting for five hundred years, and he's been looking for five hundred years. Mountains, lakes, jungles and snowfields, even a corner of him did not let go, but he still did not find it.

Now, it is not easy to have a glimmer of hope, how can he be willing to give up.

"Why? Didn't you say that I would not be allowed to step into the Spirit Mountain again? Mo Li took a step back and looked at the little monk vigilantly.

The little monk just looked at Mo Li calmly with an imperceptible smile, and did not speak.

"Don't you think that I look like the ancestor of Mingzhu, and then you have a crooked mind. I can tell you, even though you're pretty good-looking, I'm also pretty good-looking. But that doesn't mean I'm going to be a stand-in. ”

Mo Li paused, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "Although the merits of the ancestors cannot be erased, but I, Mo Li, am not bad." Who can stipulate that I must be a stand-in? ”

Mo Liyi was righteous, full of passion, and said loudly.

Who knows, the little monk just said a faint word, and he killed Mo Li without leaving a piece of armor.

"You don't look like ...... at all"

Before Mo Li could nod, the little monk continued, "She looks much better than you." Of course, she has always been the most beautiful in my heart. ”

Mo Li felt that the little monk would blow his heart with a blow, which was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, causing her to suffer 10,000 points of damage.

Is it really good for a monk to not do his job, show his affection openly, and sprinkle dog food? Does the Buddha really not mind?

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart." As if he knew Mo Li's question, the little monk replied directly.

"The old patriarch said that the temperament and feeling of the corners of my eyes and eyebrows are very similar to those of the old ancestor, don't you think? I think it must be the old patriarch who is dizzy. Mo Li seems to be not giving up, and it seems to be trying to prove something.

Who would have thought that the little monk would take it seriously, "The patriarch of the fox clan is indeed dizzy, Mingzhu doesn't love men as much as you." ”

Silent silence. Who will tell her when a monk can be so oily and smooth?

Where is this like a monk who has been a green lamp and an ancient Buddha all day long, and it is clearly the brother in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes in the mouths of his brothers and sisters.

"Since I'm not at all like my ancestor, why are you taking me back? Do you think that this girl is naturally beautiful and difficult to give up, and fell in love with this girl at first sight, and decided to abandon the dark and turn to the light? ”

As she spoke, Mo Li also threw a vulgar wink very down-to-earth.

It's just that who made her have a cold face, so it doesn't look charming, but it's a little funny.

"I like a way to go dark." The little monk's words were very serious, with the Buddha beads in his hand and the faint sandalwood on his body, he looked particularly pious.

"Let's go, after the question is asked, go back with me." The little monk raised his hand as he spoke.

"What, are you trying to buy and sell? Let me tell you, men and women don't kiss, am I still a little girl who is ice and jade? Mo Li shouted with some exaggeration.

The fox clan is already full of romances and talents, so she has heard too much of these meat and vegetarian words.

She swore that she really just planned to come and sneak a peek at the little monk, and then never set foot in the Spirit Mountain Realm again.

Who let her, who has no prospects, dream back at midnight, and the person who finally appears in her mind is the little monk.

Hey, I once released bold words that I want to read all the beautiful men in the world, and I am afraid that it will not be realized.

It's a pity that the little monk's beloved person is the ancestor of their fox clan. Therefore, as a junior, she can't compete with her ancestors for men.

The little monk glanced at Mo Li in surprise, it seems that this poor mouth has not changed.

"Who told you I was going to touch you." The little monk lightly pointed at Mo Li in the air, and then Mo Li's body floated up, and then very obediently followed the little monk towards Fo'an Temple.

Mo Li shouted in his heart, this is unfair and unscientific.

Should she take a stand and shout "Even if you get my body, you can't get my heart......"

Before she could finish thinking about it, Mo Li shivered first, what a vulgar and bloody thing this must be, so that she could get goosebumps when she thought about it.

And why is this sentence so familiar, and I am so resistant, it won't be because I said such bloody things before, and then I was slapped in the face.

Decades of chaotic dreams have made Mo Li a little confused about which ones are real and which ones are virtual.

Well, this time Mo Li made a mistake, this sentence is that she has seen too much in the brain-dead and domineering president's article, and she has also seen too much of the little white flower heroine to complete the task.

The little monk shrank into inches, and in the interval between the silence and the glaze, they arrived at the Fo'an Temple.

"Don't think about it, let's go." The voice of the little monk Qingyue was like a stream, awakening the dazed Mo Li.

Whether it's a silent glass doing a task, or a silent glass in reality, he always likes to be in a daze.

"I didn't think about anything." Mo Li's mouth snorted coldly, and he didn't overdo it.

When she saw the word Fo'an hanging high in Fo'an Temple, she pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "I can also write this word." ”

"yes, I know." The little monk's voice was shallow and faint, with a gentle smile.

Mo Li felt a chill in her heart for a while, how could she think the little monk was weird.

The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but he didn't have a good heart. Phew, she's not a chicken, but the roast chicken tastes pretty good, so you can actually try it when you have time.

After so many years of retreat and cultivation, my mouth is dull.

Mo Li touched her chin, and her mouth was flooded with saliva. If she eats and drinks spicy food in front of the little monk, what will the little monk think.

Hmph, let him take her back against his will.

Mo Li felt that she was now like a lady who had been taken back from captivity, and she was extremely aggrieved.

Well, admit that she's cheap. Who made her covet the beauty of the little monk?

However, she is a young woman with discipline. (To be continued.) )