Toyojin is handsome.

This is people's first impression of this unpredictable monk. A bright red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows distinguishes him from many monks in the world, letting people know that this is an extraordinary monk.

The clothes fluttered, but there was no appearance of wind and dust, and he thought that he was a high-ranking monk. Although he doesn't look very old, the dusty temperament of the Gu Bo around him is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Amitabha! The poor monks are endless, and they come to subdue demons. The cold voice was as refreshing as the sandalwood on his body, and it was endlessly evocative.

Concise and to the point, the demon is coming.

Demon subjugation, these two words clearly reached the ears of everyone in the temple. Could it be that there is really a demon, is it true that he said it suddenly?

Isn't that the silver princess?

Everyone looked at Xiao Qingya in the corner, and the hall became silent.

It's just that they didn't see the silver princess, but met the other person's determined eyes. An apricot yellow figure stood in front of Xiao Qingya, and the young man's broad shoulders blocked everyone's sharp sight.

He is the real gold, from the time Luo Baha pointed at Xiao Qingya and said that she was a demon, he quietly slipped to Xiao Qingya from the front. I wanted to ask Xiao Qingya to slip away, but this girl was very stubborn, saying that she had to wait to see the national teacher come up with a trick.

Helpless, he had no choice but to accompany her.

Fortunately, his father and Wang Sui were very powerful, and he also felt that he should just watch the play. Unexpectedly, a thief and a bald donkey came out halfway, and it became tricky now.

Although in the face of so many fierce eyes, Zhenjin's legs and feet trembled unconsciously, but no one wanted to take her away!

He's going to protect his princess!

There was a faint sobbing sound from behind, and Zhenjin didn't care about turning back at the moment, just gritted his teeth fiercely.

Xiao Qingya did cry.

Fortunately, a small face was tightly covered by the back of real gold, so her crying face was not visible, and her low sobs were not heard.

As early as the appearance of that right foot, her crystal eyes had become red and moist, and her eyes were full of surprise, anticipation, disbelief, and other emotions.

Because she smelled the breath of memory, because only the breath of that person in the whole world would be so refreshing.

Is that him? A happy heart, pounding.

While politely listening to the prince's heartbreaking thoughts in her ear, her heart drifted to the gate early.

It's a pity that there are too many people, too high, and it blocks the view. Just when she couldn't hold back anymore and was about to get up and climb over the crowd, the man's unique cold voice came.

Amitabha! The poor monks are endless, and they come to subdue demons.

You turned out to be a monk, and you must be a gentle monk when you listen to your voice.

Your name, Wuya, I finally know, and I will remember it.

Come to subdue demons and subdue monsters, it's really justice, but are there any other demons in the Daming Hall besides me?

Thinking sentence by sentence, analyzing layer by layer, tears slipped down drop by drop.

Xiao Qingya is not a fool, she can grasp the point, which means that he is here for her, for her to submit.

The action of getting up paused, for her pounding heart became hot and aching in that moment.

Like her favorite roasted whole lamb, she felt like a stick had strung her heart together and roasted it over a ferocious fire.

Angina, colic.

But it was only for a moment, and after a moment, Xiao Qingya had already gotten up, and she still wanted to see him.

She wanted to know what the man she had been thinking about looked like, and she couldn't dream of his face again.

"Get out of the way." Xiao Qingya's hoarse voice sounded.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Zhenjin was very sad to hear her deep voice, her voice was particularly light and bright in the past.

"I said, get out of the way." Anger welled up in his eyes.

Zhenjin was keenly aware of Xiao Qingya's anger, and thought that the monk had annoyed him, although it was indeed the monk who provoked him.

He immediately shouted to the monk: "If the monks don't speak, don't dampen the name of your Buddhist family!" "I buttoned up a big hat first.

Wuya's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at the kid, his gaze stayed on the broader shoulders, it turned out that you were here.

The corners of his mouth were frivolous, and he put his hands together and said, "What the donor said is very true. ”

One step, two steps, like the steps of the devil. When the third step landed, Wu Ya walked directly from the temple gate to the real gold.

Everyone thought highly of Wuya, and even many people had a sense of worship in their hearts.

Dingding.

The green jade step behind his shoulder shook and rang. Because its owner took a step forward and finally showed its face.

The eyes are red and the tears are rippling, like a wild lily blooming in the early morning. The branches of the flowers are swaying, dripping with dew, and they are lovable.

"You, I," the man said, but he didn't know where to open his mouth or how to open his mouth.

The person in front of him had a smooth and round head exuding holy light, a pair of unwavering and clear eyes, and a slender body, which was really fresh and handsome.

It really made her not know what to do, and there was only a panic in her heart, and the previous anger seemed to be gone.

"Donor, this is not the place for you." Compared with Xiao Qingya's panic and urgency, Wuya seemed extremely calm and cold.

There was not a trace of ups and downs in tone, and there was not a trace of solemnity in the tone.

"Mage, is Princess Silver really a demon?" Someone asked.

"Yes." He replied truthfully.

There was an uproar in the hall, Princess Silver turned out to be a demon! Very consciously, everyone took Xiaoqingya as the center and retreated.

"Master Sang Zhu, long time no see." Kublai Khan walked down the steps and said with a light smile.

Unexpectedly, seven years have passed, and the little novice who followed behind Emperor Balan has grown to this point. The Dharma is profound, and I am afraid that it is not much more than his master.

"Amitabha, I haven't seen the donor for a long time." Kublai Khan called him Sangzhu, and he didn't mind or be surprised. Because when he knew Kublai Khan, he was still a mulberry, and he also called Kublai Khan king. But for the current Wuya, there is no one in this world who can make him king.

Kublai Khan was stunned by this title, but he still asked kindly: "How is the emperor lately?" I haven't been to Sakya for two years, and I hope that Venerable Sangzhu will greet me on my behalf. ”

"The emperor's body has always been healthy, and he is worried about the benefactor." In recent years, he has also gone back to visit Master, and everything is fine.

Hearing this, Kublai Khan's eyes froze, and he finally realized the difference. Not only has the name of this mulberry been changed, but even the title of the emperor has also been changed.

Shouldn't he call Baran a teacher?