Chapter 126: Tithrakshasa's Tears (3)

"What a bad fate. "Siamese Master said.

"Hmph, demon monk, what do you know?" said the princess of Nutabe disdainfully, "Since you can sneak into the Asuka Palace quietly, there must be some means, but I'm afraid you won't be able to get out today!"

"Bad fate, Flying Bird Palace?" Dai Ping muttered to himself when he heard this, what is going on? Suddenly, a cold air rushed to his face, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, only to hear the sound of "bang", and the colorful gas instantly wrapped the whole body, reflecting the room in a gorgeous and colorful way, and Dai Ping was in it, as if he was asleep. When the Siamese mage saw it, he secretly cried bitterly, this kid, why did he settle down at this time? Hurriedly slid behind Dai Ping, avoiding the cold air shot by the princess of the Ota department, and let this cold air hit Dai Ping. I saw that this cold air seemed to have penetrated into the clouds and mist, burrowed into the colorful gas, and disappeared. It's nice to have an energy shield!, the Siamese mage said to himself.

"Hiss-" The princess of Ota couldn't help but be surprised, her ice arrow had never missed, it could be said that she had no opponent in hell, even if the creature with the arrow was not dead, it was also frozen in ice, but today it was quietly dissolved, what is the colorful gas emitted from Dai Ping's body?

"Tisrakshasa," said the Siamese mage, poking his head out from behind Dai Ping, "you ask the poor monk what he knows, and the poor monk knows your real name!"

"You, how did you know my real name?" said the princess of Nutabe.

"Tisrakshasa is the concubine of King Sanssouci. "Siamese Master Dao" King Sanssouci believes in Buddhism and loves and respects the Bodhi tree. Thou hast hated it, and hast caused the sorcerer to curse and slay the tree, and cause it to die. In addition, you disregarded ethics and fell in love with the prince, but the prince preferred to obey the law and die rather than do illegal things, and you became angry and slandered him for his faults, and the prince was exiled for this, and then he pretended to be the king's order to draw out the prince's eyes. Later, when King Sanssouci learned what had happened, he put you to death. ”

"Who are you, and why do you know about my past life?" said the princess in alarm.

"The poor monk knows much more than that," said Master Siam, "Eight hundred and nine years ago, you met the prince again, and you tried all your best to come up with a hundred means, and the result was ......."

"Do you dare to say that the prince doesn't love me?" interrupted Tisrakshasa.

"The prince's love for you is the love of a son for his mother, not between lovers!" said Master Siam.

"Why can't I be a lover with the crown prince, just because I'm the concubine of King Sanssouci?" Tisrakshasa asked.

"This kind of love you have for the crown prince will only ruin the prince!" said the Siamese mage, standing up from behind Dai Ping.

"This kind of love?" said Tisrakshasa laughed, "how many kinds of love do you know as a monk?"

"The poor monk knows that you and the prince are in a bad relationship," the Siamese master said, "If you really love the prince, stay away from the prince." ”

"What are these words?" said Tisrakshasa with a smile, "I love the Prince, why should I leave?"

"Because your love has made the prince fall into ruthlessness and unrighteousness, it is a bad fate. So the poor monk said, if you really love the prince, stay away from the prince. Master Siamese said, "You can't really get the crown prince." ”

"Ha, ha, ha," Tisrakshasa laughed, "I've got the crown prince!"

"What the poor monk said is really getting," said the Siamese Master, "not the Gu." ”

"Demon monk, who gave you the power to hold the moral right to speak?And who made you make a righteous and condescending gesture in front of me?" exclaimed, Tithrakshasa shouted, his hair like snow fluttering, gusts of cold wind swept by, getting stronger and stronger, and in a short time the wind blew fiercely, mixed with snow, and blew the Siamese mage trembling.

"Tisraksha," the Siamese mage said with a shiver, "what are you going to do?"

"Blizzard—" Tithrakshasa didn't answer, but let out a loud cry, stretched his arms, and his body began to spin, and in a moment the snowflakes were rolled up like goose feathers. In a moment, the entire Asuka Palace was covered in silver.

"You, you, you," the Siamese mage panicked, "the prince is still here!"

"I've got it, and I have no regrets!" said Tisrakshasa.

"In that case, the poor monk will accept you today!" said the Siamese Master, and then his figure flashed, first with his right fist, his left elbow down, and then his right knee up, and then with a dragon tail swing in his left leg, summoning the four apprentices.

The five masters and apprentices sat in a circle, chanting □□ in their mouths, facing each other. As the more and more he thought about it, the faster he □□, the Asuka Palace wrapped in the wind and snow gradually turned yellow, and then turned red, and in a flash, the golden Buddha light instantly sprinkled all over the Asuka Palace - those frozen undead creatures were killed by the Buddha light before they had time to cheer the wind and snow passed.

"Demon Monk!" a mouthful of blood spilled from Tisrakshasa's mouth, dazzling against her fair skin.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and the earth has the thickness of loads. The Siamese Master stood up and folded his hands together, "Tisrakshasa, you have been pestering the prince for more than two thousand four hundred years. You keep saying that you love the prince, but you torture the prince so much, listen to the advice of the poor monk, let the prince go!"

"Ha, ha, ha," Tisrakshasa laughed sadly, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and the earth has the thickness of loads, it is well said! However, a gentleman still has the beauty of an adult! It's a pity, you are a monk!" After speaking, he clenched his hands into fists in front of his chest, and with a shout, the sword of killing gods appeared, only to see pieces of bone armor rolling backwards, and in an instant, Tisrakshasa was wrapped tightly, and the bone spurs were abrupt and murderous.