There was a large blank space in front of him, and the skeleton on Su Chen's chest slowly healed.

Jingmo shook his small fan and watched Su Chen's figure disappear into the space, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

A ball of blue light appeared in his hand, "I never believed that he, who had lost all his memories, would choose you." ”

Jingmo pushed the blue light forward, and passed away with Su Chen's disappeared place.

Those who die in the sand gate are only asleep in consciousness, and their bodies can be recreated, but there is no object to awaken consciousness, and only consciousness is greatly impacted.

Jingmo sat down cross-legged.

Hundreds of years of hatred have already turned into obsession, and letting go of Su Chen is equivalent to letting go of himself.

He gave the opportunity, whether he could wake up or not depends on Su Chen.

*

"Knock knock—"

There was a sound of wooden fish in the temple.

Su Chen opened his eyes, many figures flashed in his mind, and his calm eyes opened, and tears rolled down.

"Senior brother." The little monk stopped and looked at him.

Su Chen shook his head, crushing the tears on his face and clasping his hands together.

He, forgot something.

"Oh no, senior brother!" A figure rushed in, "Someone blasphemed...... Blasphemy statues. ”

*

The man was dressed in red, so bright that he was dripping blood, his long hair was scattered on his chest, and his peach blossom eyes were full of romance.

The chest is wide open, and the waist line is looming.

The little monk by the door closed his eyes and muttered.

The man in red sneered, posed and spread his legs, "What's the matter, don't you want to send it to the door for nothing?" ”

When Su Chen entered the door, he ushered in the impact of the body.

"Amitabha." Put your hands together, "donor ......"

"Come here and get me dressed." The man in red said it well.

Su Chen closed his eyes, "Donor Mo makes fun of the little monk, Wanling Temple ......"

"Gotta get it." The man in red interrupted Su Chen's words, "I'm here to find you." ”

I got up and pulled up my clothes and grimaced at the stone statue of the Bodhisattva behind me.

"Murder, arson, forcible robbery, rape, murder, ......and plunder," the man in red counted with his fingers, "I have done everything that should be done, and now I want to wash my hands in a golden basin, monk, you see ......"

rubbed towards Su Chen's side, ignored the monks behind him, grabbed Su Chen's neck and took it out.

"Ben Gongzi and your senior brother have a long talk, who will come ...... with you" The man in red made a neck wiping motion.

"No problem." Su Chen opened his mouth lightly, and was taken to a remote room in the small courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, the door was closed, and Su Chen was pressed against the door.

"Good you scourge! Didn't shave what to pretend to be a monk! Hurry up, get rid of my seal! ”

Su Chen looked up at the menacing person in front of him, and there was a small tear mole in the corner of his eye, bright red like the red clothes on his body.

"The heart is undecided." Su Chen clasped his hands together again, "The killing is too heavy, you can't." ”

Looking at the dragon in front of him, his face was red and his neck was thick, but he couldn't do anything about himself, Su Chen's heart felt warm.

Hundreds of years ago, a dragon appeared in the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and after cultivating as an adult, he made enemies everywhere to challenge and vowed to be the first person in the world in martial arts.

It's a pity......

Su Chen shook his head, he was still sealed by himself, and he was not allowed to use spells.

"Are you really ruthless?" The red-clothed man stomped his feet angrily, a sudden pain in his forehead, and a horn popped out, "Ahhh

The man in red rolled his eyes and rushed to Su Chen, "Aren't all monks clean themselves?" If you don't untie it, I'll blaspheme you! ”

The man in red raised his eyebrows, his face evil.

Seeing that Su Chen ignored him.

In one breath, another horn also came out.

“……”

It doesn't matter what the consequences are, he has been looking for hundreds of years and hiding in such a dilapidated temple!

The red-clothed man was in a hurry, and his slender fingers pulled open Su Chen's placket...... I want to talk about "Fast Wear: Villain Boss, Light Teasing" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~