Emperor Yan put the steamed buns at the head of Meng Po's bed, then sat on a shabby stool in the shack, staring blankly outside.

It's like a sculpture.

Seeing this scene, the expression on the face of the Holy Lady, which was like ten thousand years of ice, also changed slightly.

The sun sets in the west mountain, and the heroes are twilight.

The teaching suffered two major changes, she was branded like a lost dog twice, and the second time she was unfortunately burned into the hands of Long Xun and was tortured.

Look at Emperor Yan at this time, he is desolate, and the only remaining single eye has lost the edge and domineering spirit of the past king, but is as muddy as sewage, like a sluggish fool.

This is almost no different from himself who fell into the hands of Long Xun at the beginning.

A sorrow welled up in the heart of Our Lady.

Power, power, immortal path...

We pursued most of our lives, fought for hundreds of years, and in the end we all ended up like this.

At that moment, a woman appeared in their field of vision.

Although this woman's clothes are also a little shabby, she can't hide her plump and hot body; Although her face is also a little dirty, she can't hide her coquettish and bewitching beauty.

"It's a rakshasa!" Chasing the moon said.

Our Lady nodded silently.

There was no trace of cultivation on Rakshasa's body, and he didn't know if he was sealed or completely lost his power.

Rakshasa was carrying a plastic bag in her hand, which seemed to contain some food and medicine, and she also had a somewhat confused and sluggish expression on her face, and her eyes were also empty and numb.

When passing by a shack, suddenly a man burst out and dragged the rakshasa into the shack, and then, some strange sounds came out of the shack.

Our Lady watched this scene silently.

After a while, the rakshasa came out of the shack in rags, still holding a few crumpled bills in his hand.

A man's impatient voice came from the shack: "Damn, there is no reaction at all, it's like a telephone pole, it's really boring, get the money out!" ”

Rakshasa silently put the money in his pocket and returned to the shack where Emperor Yan was with the plastic bag.

These two shacks are only a dozen meters apart, and Emperor Yan and Meng Po saw everything that happened just now, but they couldn't do anything.

Emperor Yan closed his eyes, and no one knew what was going on in his heart at this moment.

Rakshasa walked in, put down the plastic bag, took out some food and medicine from it, and whispered: "Emperor, there are only three orders of business today, and the money is only enough to buy these, I will go out later, and by the way, I will use this money to buy some other things." ”

"Emperor? How did you get hurt? ”

Emperor Yan sat in place like a statue, motionless and silent.

Meng Po cried and said, "Rakshasa, don't buy me medicine, let me die, I'm dead, you guys have to relax, I don't want to see you suffer like this again!" ”

Rakshasa sat in front of the bed, stretched out his hand and stroked Meng Po's hair: "Silly sister, what are you talking about, you won't die." ”

Meng Po tried her best to grab Rakshasa's hand, but she couldn't lift her arm, she couldn't cry, and Rakshasa comforted: "It's okay, tomorrow I will try to do as many orders as possible, buy you more medicine, and you will definitely get better." ”

Meng Po cried even more sadly, but she had no choice, she was worse than a waste now, and it was difficult to even move.

Our Lady fell into a long silence.

In the monastic world, there are many leaderboards.

Master rankings, weapon rankings, exercise rankings, pill rankings... One of the most talked about by the male friars is the beauty ranking.

The list is full of beauties from all walks of life, regardless of identity, regardless of righteousness and evil, they can be on the list, just about beauty, figure and charm.

Among the top five, the villa accounted for two places.

These two places are none other than Meng Po and Tai Sui Rakshasa in Forgotten Heaven, who are the fifth and fourth respectively.

The two of them are described as fairies on the list, which has attracted the hearts of countless men in the rivers and lakes.

And those who were lucky enough to meet them also agreed with the description on the list.

It can be said that the two of them are the dream lovers of countless men, and there are even many male monks in the righteous path who threaten to be willing to fall into the devil's path for them and join the villa.

You can see their charm.

And now, Rakshasa, this beauty that countless men in the rivers and lakes think about day and night but can't get it, has been reduced to the point where they can only make a living by selling themselves to these ordinary men in exchange for money.

The monks never dreamed that their 'goddess' would become like this.

In fact, this is normal, they are now completely useless, Meng Po is seriously injured, and if they want to live, they must pay a price.

And after realizing the strength of the Tianhe Society, they didn't dare to show their heads at all, they could only survive in this kind of corner, the Tianhe Society couldn't tolerate them, and the good and evil realms of the monk world couldn't tolerate them.

After being silent for a while, Chasing Yue hugged his fists: "Holy Mother, now that the three of them are here, do you want your subordinates to go out and kill them?" ”

Our Lady did not respond.

Emperor Yan, who had been silent, spoke: "Rakshasa, don't do yourself anymore. ”

Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "For the sake of the emperor and sister, this is the willingness of the subordinates!" ”

Emperor Yan shook his head: "Meng Po and I won't live long, the reason why I still fight this breath and don't swallow it is just to see my granddaughter again before I die." ”

"But my granddaughter... Where the hell have you gone..."Muddy tears flowed from Emperor Yan's single eye, "I know that in my life, I have done a lot of evil, and there will be no good end..."

"But, God, I'm dead, I'm dead, I just want to see Danxue one last last time before I die, why can't I..."

Rakshasa knelt in front of Emperor Yan: "Emperor, my subordinates have been looking for the whereabouts of Her Royal Highness the Empress, but..."

"I know... I know—" Emperor Yan stared blankly into the distance, and kept muttering these words.

Our Lady suddenly asked, "I remember, Yan Danxue is by Zhang Kang's side, right?" ”

Xiao Lian said: "Yan Danxue left after learning that the villa was destroyed and Emperor Yan and the others did not know their whereabouts. ”

Our Lady stopped talking.

At this moment, the two ghostly young men who had bumped into Emperor Yan before arrived here on motorcycles.

After hitting Emperor Yan before, their motorcycle also had some damage, so the more they thought about it, the more angry they became, and decided to come back and teach Emperor Yan a lesson.

After entering the shack, they saw the rakshasa and their expressions immediately changed: "Aren't you the one who is very cheap?" ”

"It turns out that you are together, that's just right, come and let us have fun, otherwise, you will have to pay me for the repair fee!"

The expressions of several people changed, and Rakshasa said, "Is it okay to go somewhere else?" ”

"Right here, hurry up!" The Ghost Fire Youth commanded.

Rakshasa's body trembled, and he pleaded in a low voice, "Don't be here, okay?" Please..."

One of the ghost fire youths slapped her in the face: "You stinky, I don't think you're dirty, and you're still bargaining with me?" ”

Another ghostfire youth kicked her to the ground and pounced on her.

Rakshasa pleaded helplessly: "Please, don't be here, please!" ”

Emperor Yan lowered his head, trembling violently, Meng Po also clenched her fists, and turned her head to the side in pain, she wanted to teach these two people a lesson, but it was impossible, now she didn't even have the strength to bite her tongue and kill herself.

At this moment, a man broke into the shack with a cold body.

When a few people looked up, they saw the poisonous dragon whip that flashed with cold light.