Chapter Eighty-Two: Tears in the Eyes
Before the little monk set off, the old monk explained to him like this: The women outside are all tigers, and you must avoid them if you meet them.
The little monk has also been adhering to the teacher's orders and has never had contact with women. But I didn't expect to meet a banshee this time, wouldn't it be a creature more terrifying than a woman.
The little monk Sang Zhu hurriedly retreated and said: "Men and women don't kiss, and the female donor should not rely too close to the little monk." ”
"Hmph, I want it!"
With both hands and feet, Qingya hugged Sang Zhu like an octopus. The little head also rested lightly on his shoulder.
Sang Zhu was taken aback, what the master said was indeed right. The banshee had bound him to death, and even now the banshee's body was a smoke conjugation, which made his head bigger.
Even if he used the strength of the three bulls, he couldn't break free. It can be seen that this banshee has great strength and strong demon law.
The soft and cold body made Sang Zhu feel like he had a high fever when he was a child, and his whole body was hot and hot. The refreshing fragrance made him feel as if his whole body was soft, and even his heartbeat was inexplicably faster.
Feeling the strangeness of his body, a trace of sadness slowly rose on Sang Zhu's face. Master, I'm sorry, the apprentice can't accompany you to eliminate demons anymore.
This banshee's demon method is too strong, and the disciple can't hold on, so he has to take the first step.
Master! Go and clear the road to the west for you first!
Boom.
The little monk Sang Zhu fell to the ground with a look of pathos.
Hahahaha~~ This little monk is really fun.
Qing Ya was also very happy to see him with a generous expression of death, and attached her ear to her chest. I only heard: Knock knock······
This person's heart was beating so fast, Qing Ya's eyes moved to Sang Zhu's face again, only to find that his lips were still squirming slightly.
The whole person's face was blue and white, and Qingya couldn't help but wonder, was he playing with her?
Bang bang bang. The little hand gently patted Sang Zhu's face.
"Okay, okay, I don't think you stink, hurry up." The crisp sound was like a drop on Sang Zhu's heart.
"I... Still.. Didn't die? Sang Zhu cautiously opened his eyes.
"Of course, Princess Ben hasn't allowed you to die yet." That's right.
Hey, Sang Zhu blinked, confirming that he was not mistaken. In front of him was a little man as bright as a peach blossom, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were extremely brilliant, which made him can't help but bend the corners of his mouth at a glance.
He had never seen such a beautiful woman, such a beautiful person.
There is no one else in Sang Zhu's eyes at this moment, of course, in fact, there is no one else here except him and the beautiful girl opposite.
But this is not the point, Sang Zhu reacted in the next second.
This beautiful girl should be the banshee from before!
It's her, you can't be wrong.
"You, you, you! What are you doing! Like a boy from a good family who has been molested, Sang Zhu is even a little angry.
I found that I was pressed under the banshee, and my clothes were still a little scattered, so I quickly pushed it away, and then got up.
"Me? What else can I do, of course I'm going to eat you! Qingya's eyebrows curled, "Hehehe... Hey, hey, hey..."
"Excessive! The little monk didn't do anything to be sorry for you, why did you eat the little monk? ”
"You stink so much, there should be nothing but good things left in the world."
"Who told you, the first little monk does not stink, the second is ugly to be beautiful, and there is smell to be fragrant, any of them are indispensable, and the world will be complete with them."
"My mother," Qingya said here, her face suddenly changed, and she cried, "My mother! Auntie! A-Niang is still waiting for me at home! ”
"Wait for Yaya to find Huahua back, woo woo," the beautiful girl turned into a tearful person, "Little bald head, do you know where Huahua is?" ”
Sang Zhu saw her looking at herself pitifully, but such a sentence suddenly flew out of her heart.
I don't know where to find flowers, only that you are teary-eyed.