Qing Ya smelled a lot of demon clans on Ba Lan's body, and there was no shortage of similar breaths among them. How many demons did this old guy kill?! The smell of blood on the body is so strong!

"Evil beasts! Look at what the old man is doing, it's a waste of air for a beast like you to live an extra day. The old monk Ba Lan's face was pale, like an iron rooster, the bald kind.

"Whew! You're an old bald donkey, with a long butt and a face? Talking stinks like, you don't recite scriptures well in the temple, and you go to the toilet to eat? You..."The beast with an open mouth and a closed mouth, Qing Ya almost wanted to tear this old monk's mouth apart.

"Shut up!" For the first time in his life, Ba Lan was so angry that he was about to smoke, and the little green snake's chattering words had already ignited his fuse, directly making him put down the cultivation of a high monk, and his face was flushed with anger!

Even with his hands folded, his mouth was broken and he didn't know what scriptures he was reading. Anyway, Qing Ya felt countless golden characters running out of the old monk's mouth, like a torrential rain, smashing on her head and body one by one.

Hiss---

Qingya rolled on the ground in pain, and after a while, she was splashed with mud and dust. By the time she finally seemed to be unable to support it, the whole snake had collapsed on the ground, and its skin was wrinkled and white.

In Sang Zhu's eyes, it was a crumpled snake that was about to die.

His heart rose to his throat from the moment he appeared, and then his heart beat faster and faster, and his heart sank more and more.

Qingya, master, master, Qingya...

In the blink of an eye, when he saw Qingya again, it was such a small broken snake.

His heart suddenly tugged, aching with the trembling figure in the mud and dust.

"Master, don't hurt her anymore!" The mouth is faster than the brain, and the words came out of Sang Zhu's reaction.

Ba Lan turned his head to look at him in disbelief, and finally his eyes revealed a deep disappointment.

How did his proud disciple become like this, is it really sad to pass the beauty pass?

This snake cannot be left.

Ba Lan's eyes were fierce, and he was determined to kill Qingya to ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Hmph, I'll clean you up when I go back." Ba Lan was extremely unhappy and flicked his sleeve at Sang Zhu to show his anger.

Then as soon as the hand turned over the palm, a black bowl appeared, the whole body was black and bright, exuding a dark light.

At least in Qingya's eyes, the bowl grew larger and covered her. In the end, it was like a black curtain, covering the sky above, the light in the sky, and his heartache eyes.

This glance, she remembered for a thousand years.

At this point, she finally understands that she is in love.

Because there is such a person in the world who looks at her so reluctantly. Although it was the first time she had seen this kind of gaze, she still couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in her heart.

That was the first time he saw emotion, love and love in the snake's eyes. There is no need to explain, Sang Zhu understands that what Qingya sees is love and nostalgia.

It was the most beautiful gaze he had ever seen in his life.

"The little monk Sang Zhu is willing to be a Kun Xing! Kun Xing the land Mu mountains and rivers, ten deaths and no life dedicated to Kyushu. There have been several times in the spring and autumn without regrets, and in the next life, he will still be a shadow pity. The words are sonorous and powerful, and the sentences are loud.

The clear voice is like a rainbow breaking through the rain curtain and soaring into the sky. Finally, it resounded in the sky, echoing among the colorful clouds.

He, Sang Zhu, swore an oath to the sky for the sake of Qingya, and was willing.

Finally, thank you all for your support, I won't be a eunuch, but the speed of the update is really unknown. Buddhist writers, let's also watch it according to fate. Momda.

Then, say, hehe, you want to "borrow" the content of my article, please don't talk to me next time, it's not disgusting, it's not annoying. The hand is on yourself, so don't ask.

But plagiarism, good for yourself.

For example: these four sentences "Kun travels to the earth and the mountains and rivers, and ten deaths are dedicated to Kyushu." There have been several times in the spring and autumn without regrets, and in the next life, he will still be a shadow pity. "It's still my own creation, so don't be the same?

Whether it's the plot or the writing, it's troublesome.