Looking at a pair of monster lovers hugging each other tightly, the Venerable Jueming on the opposite side was silent, and only after a while did he say: "Amitabha, it turns out that this is ......" Saying that, he frowned slightly, and finally said with a smile on his face: "No wonder I have not been able to practice for decades, but there is still this cause and effect entangled. ……”

"Ugh!" The pair of monsters in front of him didn't seem to be aware of his words, but Ren Song next to him only felt funny, although the old monk said the official sound, but in his ears, he always felt a faint trace of sourness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info looked at Venerable Jueming who was still smiling, Ren Song was a little embarrassed for him, is there such a wooden person in the world? Obviously, people love him, but he has been deliberately oppressed by others. However, when I thought that the two of them had a falling out, it would be beneficial to me and not harmful, so I kept silent at the moment and looked lively.

At this time, the scene was very strange, and the old monk Jueming and Ren Song stood side by side without saying a word. Over there, the laurel fairy dressed in white and the green dragon demon dressed as a scribe stood in their arms, silent. After a while, perhaps feeling that the scene was too embarrassing, the old monk coughed lightly and was about to speak. But seeing that Yue Guixian on the other side suddenly turned his head, he glanced at him coldly, and slapped his palm on his chest violently.

"Poof!" She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the red blood was mixed with three snow-white snake scales, red and white, particularly eye-catching. The scales, along with the blood, fell in front of the old monk Jueming.

At the same time, she saw that the Laurel Fairy's body was soft, and the Qinglong Demon next to her hurriedly reached out to hug her.

"Good...... Wonderful! Why should the donor be like this......" Looking at the three white scales under his feet, the old monk frowned, raised his head and sighed: "Self-destruction supernatural powers are a great hindrance to cultivation!" ”

"You have to take care of it!" On the other side, the laurel immortal, who was originally lying in the arms of the green-shirted scribe, opened his eyes and said coldly: "From now on, we have nothing to do with each other, I Gui Yuening has lived for thousands of years, and I don't owe anyone a lot!" ”

"This ......" looked down at the three white scales again, the old monk did not reach out to take them, but raised his head and said: "Listen to what Daoyou said just now, the white python demon body in my previous life was buried by you?" ”

"White python, are you really confused or pretend not to know!" Seeing that Yue Guixian was haggard at this time, her eyebrows were full of pain, and she ignored the words of Venerable Jueming. The green dragon demon holding him shouted with distress on his face. "She's done so much for you, and you don't even notice it?" ”

Seeing the old monk's expression, the green-shirted scribe looked even more angry, and said angrily again: "Don't talk about it, do you really think that relying on the merit you exchanged for the little dragon ice can make you soar in the day?" ”

Hearing this, the old monk's face changed, and he looked at him in surprise, but he didn't say anything.

"In vain, you are also one of the four great demon immortals, and I don't want to think about it, how much merit does it take to have this vision, even if you cut off all the flesh on your body as a skin envoy, I'm afraid that you won't be able to make up even a horn! If it weren't for her use of the scales on your body to break the Thousand Souls of the Devil Hu, you would have made merit as a cabbage on the street......" The Qinglong Demon continued to speak angrily, but was pulled by the Laurel Fairy. I had to keep my mouth shut.

At this time, the face of the demon fairy had recovered, and he quietly looked at the old monk and said: "Bai Python Zhenren, and this ghost immortal, whether you believe it or not, neither of my husband and wife has ever practiced any magic exercises or magic weapons, originally had to be guided by the masters, we hid in the mountains, just hoping not to be found by Zhang Sanque, who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, until half a year ago, the surnamed Zhang took his granddaughter to find the mountain......"

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked up at Venerable Jueming and said: "White Python, do you know that not only did you reincarnate and recultivate, but the poisonous dragon demon Dao that was killed by people was also reincarnated as a human, Zhang Sanque colluded with him and trapped me and Qingping here, thanks to the fact that I had also seen the magic of this demon path back then, so I hid in this dream with my husband......"

"Amitabha!" The old monk pronounced a Buddha horn and looked very calm, but Ren Song beside him found that when Yue Guixian said the word "husband", his white eyebrows trembled slightly.

"Yuegui Daoyou, let me ask you, back then, I was mistaken for an evil dragon by Erlang Zhenjun, and he chased and killed me halfway but was led away, could it be that you are also ......" Frowning, Venerable Jueming then asked.

"Idiot, you have lived for a thousand years in vain, and it is only now that you can tell the difference." Without waiting for Laurel Immortal to speak, the green dragon demon next to him took over the conversation and sneered: "No wonder you will be hit by anti-aircraft guns in the middle of the ascension, there is no distinction between good and evil, and blue and red do not argue......"

"Amitabha, shut up, demon!" The old monk suddenly shouted angrily, although Ren Song, who was standing beside him, didn't feel anything, but he could also see that the houses on both sides of the street had collapsed, and even the entire dream was shaking. The green-shirted scribe was hit hard, his face instantly turned pale, and even his body was shaking, and he looked like he was about to fall, the laurel fairy in his arms hurriedly made a move, and two fist-sized golden osmanthus flowers blocked in front of him, and the green dragon demon recovered.

"Speaking of which, he is also kind to you!" At this time, looking at the appearance of the Laurel Immortal, who looked a little better, said: "If it weren't for him turning into the appearance of an evil dragon and luring away Erlang Zhenjun, otherwise even if I wanted to help, I would only take my life!" As she spoke, she looked back at the green-shirted scribe with concern, and saw that he was fine, so she relieved herself, but she sighed in her heart, the world is really unpredictable.

If it wasn't for the real person who saved the white python back then, she wouldn't have pretended to the green dragon demon who had been pursuing her, and she really lived in vain for thousands of years, and she was sincerely against the white python, but she was regarded as an enemy by others, even if she was reincarnated as a human, she still hated herself. On the contrary, it is the green dragon demon who has always looked down on him, but he is wholeheartedly devoted to himself. I remember that when I asked him to pretend to be a dragon to lure away Erlang Zhenjun, it was clear that there was something to do without death, but he still left without the slightest hesitation.

Now that I think about it, I don't know what I was confused about at that time, why I only had the snake in my heart, but I didn't see the dragon beside me? Thinking about it now, it's only to blame that he was too arrogant back then, because Qingping and the other four dragons were subdued by themselves, so they always looked down on him. Alas......

Turning his head to look at his newly married husband Qingping, and then at Venerable Jueming, who had achieved Shinto but still had a ragged face. Yue Guixian's mind was even firmer, and she looked at the old monk and said: "You have been reincarnated and entered the Buddha Gate again, you should know that once you enter the reincarnation, everything will be over, why bother to ask more than that, the so-called three lives and three lives are all couples, but the memories of mortals are just memories...... Now, all I have to ask is, what do you want? ”

(To be continued.) )