"Are you the only one here?" Zhu Luan asked Song Huaizhu, who turned around.

Although this person chose a secret place to break the realm, but the realm breaking is extremely dangerous, as long as he is not alone, he will generally choose a trusted martial artist protector.

Although I don't want to deal with the man in front of me anymore, the problem now is that there is some trouble going down the mountain.

She couldn't climb the steep rock wall now, and if she tried hard, maybe she would really fall this time and die in vain.

Zhu Luan raised his head and looked around, if there were other people around, maybe there was another way.

Song Huaizhu kept his posture and was silent again.

No way......

He can't really be alone, right? Zhu Luan said in his heart.

I saw Song Huaizhu walking back to Zhu Luan's side, looking at her condescendingly, and then he hesitated for a moment and shook his head lightly.

"It's not." He replied.

Then, he whispered, "Xuezhai." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk walked out of the depths of the cave.

Zhu Luan's gaze couldn't help but fall on the person behind Song Huaizhu, who knew at a glance that he was a monk, in his early twenties, wearing a white-washed robe, picturesque eyebrows, handsome temperament, and clean monk shoes stepped on the sun-paved rocks, like an immortal stepping on snow.

The young monk felt something, raised his head to meet Zhu Luan's gaze, and Song Huaizhu was different, his eyes were clear, and there seemed to be a quiet vast sea of stars in his eyes, which was intoxicating.

can't help but remind Zhu Luan of the heirloom monk who went to Tianzhu that he read in the book in his previous life.

The young monk slowly walked in front of Zhu Luan, folded his hands, and saluted Zhu Luan.

"Little monk Xuezhai, I have seen a female benefactor."

His breathing was long and quiet, and he was actually a martial arts master who was difficult to see the realm.

Presumably a Buddhist monk.

Zhu Luan sat on the ground and raised his head lightly, "Little girl Zhu Ying, I have seen Master Xuezhai, and now I am unwell, so I have to talk to you like this, please forgive me." ”

The white-faced monk with delicate eyebrows had a soft face, and leaned down gently, "The little monk needs to ask the female benefactor for forgiveness, and he has no intention of eavesdropping, but he really has an appointment with this one before," he glanced at Song Huaizhu, who was standing beside him without saying a word, and said with a smile, "If he doesn't call me, the little monk can't come out." ”

"I see." Zhu Luan nodded.

It can be seen that this monk with the law name Xuezhai seems to obey the order and Song Huaizhu.

"What shall I call you?" Monk Xuezhai turned to Song Huaizhu, his tone a little helpless. Thinking about it, the two didn't expect someone to come here, and they didn't expect Song Huaizhu to call him out, but he didn't have the right lines.

"Whatever you want." Song Huaizhu replied calmly.

A hint of surprise flashed on Monk Xuezhai's face, and then he said, "Then I'll be as usual, senior brother." ”

This time he was a little surprised to be Zhu Luan. Because Song Huaizhu told himself that he was not a monk, but now there is a monk who calls him senior brother.

What is the relationship, Zhu Luan doesn't know why.

Zhu Luan didn't want to ask about the loopholes in his previous speech in person, so he just smiled.

Monk Xuezhai leaned over lightly and asked, "The talented female benefactor is unwilling to let the senior brother call for the pulse, can you let the little monk give it a try?" You don't have a good face, but you're really hurt. ”

Zhu Luan nodded, and didn't let Song Huaizhu call the vein, because Song Huaizhu gave her too unfathomable feeling, and she didn't want to expose her life to him, but the quiet aura of the birth of the monk Xuezhai made her feel good, so she didn't resist so much.

"Offended," Monk Xuezhai saluted her, and his white fingers caught Zhu Luan's veins.

Qingyue's monk Yi No. 1 frowned slightly, and then a trace of quiet and warm internal breath flowed from Zhu Luan's wrist to the dantian and then spread to the whole body, just right to calm Zhu Luan's restless spirit, after a breath, he withdrew his hand, looked at Zhu Luan with a clear gaze, and then looked back at Song Huaizhu.

Song Huaizhu frowned, seemingly a little reluctant, but looked at Zhu Luan again, Zhu Luan's eyes moved with Xue Zhai, inadvertently meeting his eyes, Song Huaizhu suddenly staggered his gaze and nodded to Xue Zhai.

Xue Zhai glanced at Song Huaizhu again with interest, and then turned to Zhu Luan and said, "The female donor has suffered some internal injuries, if you don't mind, it's good that the little monk will send the female donor down, your family must be in a hurry." ”

Zhu Luan nodded, this was originally the reason why she stopped Song Huaizhu.

Originally, she had prepared for the worst-case scenario and needed to let Song Huaizhu send her down from the rock wall, but she didn't expect that there was a younger brother who was closer than Song Huaizhu here.

This Xuezhai monk has the face of a dusty monk, the top of his head seems to reflect the light of the Buddha, and the breath of all beings is exuded from the whole body.

"Then trouble the master." Zhu Luan pushed the boat down the river.

Monk Xuezhai carefully carried Zhu Luan on his back and walked out of the cave.

When he was about to get out of the cave, Zhu Luan looked back and saw Song Huaizhu standing alone and quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

……

Whether Monk Xuezhai is a high monk or not is still to be determined, but there is no doubt that he is a martial arts master.

Zhu Luan raised his hand against his shoulder, relaxed physically and mentally, felt the breeze in his ears, and felt like he was sitting in an open-top carriage.

No matter what the monk Xuezhai does, there is a kind of flowing fairy spirit, Zhu Luan, who was carried by her, saw him wrap the iron chain with a cloth towel, loosely grasped, and the whole person took Zhu Luan lightly and slipped down, and after a while, he reached the bottom of the cliff, and then the monk shoes lightly, and then landed lightly, and there was no recoil at all.

Under Zhu Luan's guidance, the monk Xuezhai quickly found the meditation room where Princess Jinyang was.

Monk Xuezhai gently put Zhu Luan on his back on the wooden steps on the corridor and sat down, then straightened up and turned around, and saluted Zhu Luan again with his hands folded.

"The donor's internal injuries can be healed by taking ten doses of cedar soup, and the senior brother will let the donor's injuries look at Haihan." He said sincerely.

Zhu Luan nodded.

Xue Zhai smiled slightly, said a Buddha name, then raised his head, looked at Zhu Luan and said, "I also hope that the donor will do what he can on weekdays and go with the flow, so that he can be safe." ”

Zhu Luan was stunned for a moment, raised her head, and the girl was facing the young monk's all-encompassing eyes, only to feel that the secret in her heart seemed to be penetrated.

Monk Xuezhai smiled apologetically and continued, "In addition, I hope that the donor will keep the matter of meeting the little monk and senior brother secret. ”

Zhu Luan was stunned for a moment, then smiled heartily and nodded.

He also folded his hands and said to Monk Xuezhai.

"Each other, each other."