I don't know if it's a pinching of time, or it's a coincidence.

When Si Ruan appeared in front of Master Zen Ming with a little tail.

Seeing a few jars of wine on his back, he waved goodbye to Zen Ming.

I saw her at a glance.

didn't even want to talk to her, and shrank under his feet to leave.

But she reached out and hooked the wine jar, and in a clean angry gaze, she opened her mouth slowly.

"Well——, Master Yijing, are you interested in accepting an apprentice?"

"Get out!"

As soon as I heard her words, I cursed without thinking about it.

"Stinky girl! Don't hit the old man with bad ideas! Beat you believe it or not! ”

"So, swap it?"

The girl who was cursed by Yijing's evil voice blinked.

"I'll take the pretty girl—"

The word pretty girl has just been exported.

The old monk who was hooked by Si Ruan with the wine jar choked her throat with thunderous killing intent and speed.

The force is strong, the speed is fierce, and a wind blows in the air, tearing apart the huge meditation room not far away, Zen Ming.

Bang bang -

Exploded the blast.

The suffocating smoke erupted from Yijing's body.

The horrified Zen Ming was shocked.

"Master Yijing!"

Ji Tan, who was standing closest to Si Ruan, also changed his face.

Quickly grabbed the hand that was pinching Si Ruan's neck, but was bounced out by the invisible storm.

Chan Ming made a quick move, so that he could grab the corner of Ji Tan's clothes and pull him back to avoid the fate of his spine being broken.

"You really think I won't dare to kill you!"

A clear eye redness.

The bloody flames that churned and rolled inside.

It is even more terrifying than Ji Tan's eyes that are so thick that they can't reveal a trace of light.

If Ji Tan is a demon cub who has just begun to blacken.

Then Yijing is a blood demon who has been blackened for several years, and only one person, one person, can make him worthy of maintaining sobriety.

And that person, that name, is the pretty girl.

"You dare, but you can't kill it."

Completely unthreatened.

Even in the eyes of Zen Ming and Ji Tan, the girl who was restrained by her neck was calm and did not speak.

And, in fact, only oneself can see.

His ruthless hands were blocked by an invisible barrier.

I couldn't get any more points, stuck at a finger's distance from the girl in front of me.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the invisible barrier.

His eyes narrowed suddenly, and his heart was strange and indiscerning.

"Who the hell are you?"

"The one who will make you see pretty girls again."

The girl's voice was slow, but in a pure heart, in her eyes, there were monstrous waves.

"You ——!"

He stared at her in disbelief.

Lips trembled slightly.

"You, what did you say!?"

"It can let you see the pretty girl again, and it can also allow you to correct the mistakes you have made, and save the fate of the pretty girl being killed by you by mistake."

The girl who said this slowly.

looked at the old monk who gradually began to tremble on the other side.

The five fingers flickered slightly, and pulled out a space-time mirror that only the two of them could see.

From the inside, the woman in the red wedding dress, waiting for the groom, pulled out a linden hairpin.

Hand it to a clean one.

"So, make a deal, you teach Ji Tan to practice martial arts, and when the time comes, I will send you back to the past."

One net lips open and close several times.

Shaking his hand, he touched the time mirror.

To be exact, I ran into the woman in the red wedding dress in the time and space mirror.

However, the space-time mirror disappeared into invisibility under his fingertips.

Only left, the Bodhi hairpin in the hand of the girl in white in front of her.