Just as many people were talking about it, there was a sudden sound of light coughing.

"Ahem, hey, I said brothers, do you want to die or don't want to live? Even if you're tired of life, you can't be so presumptuous, right?"

"You know, what you just said, the two masters above can hear it very clearly! Aren't you afraid that this old monk and the purple brocade-robed man will kill you like Jade Ruyi and Qing Xuanzi killed the wild people of the Chrysanthemum Empire?"

"Huh...... The dignity of the strong can never be violated! Therefore, Xiao Ke advises you, in this goldfish pond, it is better to be cautious!"

A certain person who is quite caring and understands the overall situation heard the discussion of these people, and hurriedly reminded in a kind whisper.

After being reminded by this person, many people remembered the wild man of the Chrysanthemum Empire who Yu Ruyi and Qing Xuanzi shot to kill, and everyone thought of the flesh and blood like foam, and they all took a deep breath of cold air, and then closed their mouths in fear, the emperor-level master really can't afford to provoke it.

After all, God is fair to everyone, and everyone has only one life. If the misfortune comes out of the mouth, he was killed by a random ridicule, and the death is simply more tragic than the death of urgency.

Many of the fateful people thought about it secretly, they all raised their eyebrows, blinked, and pretended to be nothing.

Then, the originally chaotic scene suddenly quieted down, because many of the fateful people had honestly shut their mouths, as if they had transferred the momentum of the discussion on their mouths to the two people in the sky.

"Haha, haha, haha, what an insulation, what an insulation, what a good brother of my Jueyuan, you are really my good big brother!"

In the sky above the goldfish pond, among the two people who had been looking at each other for a long time, Yake Wang Thunder suddenly laughed a little inexplicably sadly.

"Donor, I really don't know what you're talking about...... Amitabha. ”

The old monk originally opened his eyes and looked at Yake King Thunder, but after listening to Yake King Thunder's sentence "My good big brother" and slowly closed his eyes.

"Haha, haha, yes, you, the Tibetan monk of the Buddhist sect, naturally don't know what I'm talking about, haha, of course you don't know, because the eldest brother Jueyuan I know is already dead...... Dead, dead, you know?"

"You know what? you know what?......

The crazy smile and question of the King of Yako Thunder was like thunder rushing over the goldfish pond, echoing endlessly.

Hearing this thunderous question, the old monk still didn't move, as if the whole person had settled down.

The old monk was still sitting on the seven-petal lotus, playing on the Buddha's seat, as if he had not heard a word from the thunder of King Yake.

"It's been twenty years, it's been twenty years, you've been hiding for twenty years, hehe, you're hiding, do you know how she spends her time? Have you thought about her? She, do you remember?"

"Let me ask you, where did Jueyuan, who promised to take care of her for the rest of her life, go, where did she go?"

"Hehe, Jueyuan monk, you are a coward, you are a coward!"

I don't know when, a tear of heartache has slowly flowed out of the eyes, along the texture of the cheeks, it quietly flowed into the mouth of the king of Yake, the king of the king felt the bitterness of the mouth, and his heart hurt even more, the red eyes seemed to be burning with anger, and the whole person roared and shouted to the old monk.

Hearing this, many people were stunned, could it be ...... Is the old monk really romantic?

"Ahh

Although the hearts of many fateful people were shocked, they did not speak, but the crooked-mouthed fateful person said unscrupulously after hearing the words shouted by the Yake King Thunder.

At this time, everyone remembered the tragic death of the wild man of the Chrysanthemum Empire, where did they dare to talk about it, keep their mouths shut, and it was better not to cause trouble, because in case the two above were in a bad mood, they slapped down a few times at will, and they didn't know how they died.

The crooked-mouthed fateful turned his head to look at the many life-locking fateful, no one dared to respond at all, this guy, he was angry! The crooked-mouthed fateful person was angry, his face turned red, and he was not embarrassed to say anything.

At the beginning, the old monk was still sitting firmly on the lotus platform, and there was no expression on his old wrinkled face, as if all this was very plain, had nothing to do with him, and it didn't seem to have happened.

However, when he heard the Yake King Thunder mention the so-called "her", the right hand of the insulated old monk holding the Buddha beads was obviously trembling, and although he tried his best to control it, he was still seen by the Yake King Thunder.

However, the trembling right hand was as smooth as usual after a while, and the old monk Jueyuan still didn't say a word.

"Hehe, you don't have anything to say, are you??

King Thunder of Yake was furious, and asked the old monk angrily.

The old monk still closed his eyes and recuperated, holding the Buddha bead in his right hand silently, as if he didn't know anything about the angry questioning of King Yake's thunder.

"Hehe, you really can't speak, right? Hehe, okay, if you don't say it, this king will say it for you!"

"Twenty years ago, on the top of Yao Huang Mountain in the Peony Empire, a certain girl in her twenties lived on the top of Yao Huang Mountain for three years for the promise of a stinky man! This infatuated woman waited for three years for the man's words!"

Because of this woman's talent and beauty, in the past three years, how many palace nobles, wealthy and wealthy people, went to the top of Yao Huangshan to ask to see her, show her love, and beg her to marry. Hehe, how many, how many sons of the family? But for the sake of her beloved husband, she swore to death and refused to let go, it can be said that she would rather die than obey!"

"But, can this be up to her? Even if she has some strength, she is a woman after all!"

"How much pressure does she have to withstand as a woman to face the thousands of sons who are chasing her? She is weak and weak, and she will offend many powerful people, nobles, and princes on the mainland who show her love with her with her own strength!"

She was afraid, she was helpless, she was bitter, but she still held on...... Because, she also thought that when her man came back, all the fear, helplessness, and bitterness would be solved. But, what about the result?"

"Hahaha, the result is that the man who said that she was only asked to wait for more than a month is dead!

King Ark Thunder shouted angrily one after another, like a thunderbolt, roaring and raging on the goldfish pond.

After three years of waiting, this person is a lot of older people who are trying to remember everything about the top of Yao Huangshan Mountain in the Peony Empire twenty years ago.

Hearing the roar of the Yake King's thunder and rage, the old monk clasped the hand of the Buddha bead and stopped suddenly, because the trembling of the whole right hand had made the old monk unable to hide his inner emotions.

"Heh, you're hiding, do you know what she's suffering?!"

"Jueyuan, in the third month after you left, she knew that she was pregnant, she had a child between the two of you, and she was pregnant with your flesh and blood, do you know?

Speaking of this, King Yake's eyes almost spewed out substantial flames, and the coercion of the emperor-level powerhouse was inadvertently missed, and the entire sky that shook changed color.

"An unmarried girl who became pregnant before marriage and could not find the father of the child...... Do you know her suffering?"

"Her pain, her hurt, her hatred, her tears?

"Hehe, she once said: Her tears are dry and clean, she sheds dry tears for you, a negative man, but do you feel fate, all, know, Tao!"

In the end, King Yake almost clenched his steel teeth with anger, and roared word by word.