Everyone gathered, and the old monk's solemn and compassionate face was slightly flushed, revealing a hint of shyness, and he reached out and scratched his head.

Mu Haotian's heart moved: "Why does he feel like a child?" Glancing at Hui Ling.

Hui Ling smiled, as if she knew what he was thinking, but did not explain.

I only heard Feng Wei hum in his breath:

"Brother, the monks don't speak, you suddenly appeared at that time, scared us, you said you know

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