You can't catch up.

How can it be a waste of fame to travel alone?

Although he was seriously injured, Jiang Ping felt that his mental state was surprisingly good, and a wave of power surged up his body, allowing him to run faster and faster.

This is the realm of the third layer of "Ten Thousand Miles Alone".

Is it any wonder that Wan Boguang has been able to escape from others repeatedly?

With the blessing of this aura, unless the person chasing him does not know that he is tired, he will be distanced sooner or later.

Jiang Ping ran out of Murong Mansion.

Ran out of the street.

Passed over the few houses.

The white calf who was chasing after the people was already out of breath and disappeared.

Jiang Ping stopped, looked around, and found that he had arrived at a small forest in the city, the ground was full of a thick layer of fallen leaves, stepping on it, squeaking, it should have been a long time since anyone came.

"Hmph, you still want to chase me, you want to be beautiful. ”

"Hidden mission?"

"Lao Tzu is not stupid, isn't it good to eat experience obediently?"

"Ahem...... Poof!"

"I rub it, it hurts!"

Just now, he was maintained in the third layer of the realm of walking alone, with the blessing of the aura, Jiang Ping didn't feel it, and now that he stopped exercising, the exhaustion and injuries he had saved just now surged up, making him feel a tearing pain.

Murong Immortal's two punches were not comfortable.

Jiang Ping felt the slightest smell of blood gushing out of his breath.

"Gotta heal quickly!"

Jiang Ping glanced around, the surroundings were still silent, and at noon, no one was idle to drill the grove.

"Talent Stars!"

He ran the "Blue Emperor Immortal Sutra", and the whole person was like a baby, curled up on the ground.

The fallen leaves covering the ground seemed to turn into water at this moment, Jiang Ping's body gradually sank, the trees on his head swished, and pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves were sprinkled, completely burying Jiang Ping's body.

......

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn.

The grove welcomed two guests in a rare way.

It was a wicked man with a scar on his face, and a little monk with clear eyebrows.

"This donor, I don't know what it means to hold the little monk here?"

The little monk recited a Buddha name, even if he was held hostage, his delicate little face was full of peace.

"Little monk, count yourself unlucky. ”

The scar evil man hugged his chest and sneered: "Don't say that I won't let you be a ghost, did you meet a beautiful lady yesterday?"

The little monk nodded a little shyly: "Yes, when the female benefactor saw the little monk, she said that she liked the little monk, and she kissed the little monk."

Until now, the little monk's heart is still pounding.

No wonder the master said that the women under the mountain are all tigers, and the little monk thinks that she is much more powerful than tigers. ”

Scar Villain laughs:

"I didn't expect that your little monk also moved his heart?"

The little monk nodded thoughtfully:

"The little monk came down the mountain this time to marry a wife, and after marrying a wife, the little monk can return to the world.

However, although yesterday's female benefactor was very beautiful, she was not the wife of the little monk, so she could not be married. ”

Scar Villain came to interest:

"Oh, and who's the wife you want?"

The little monk touched his bald head and said with some distress:

"Master said that her name is Murong Xianxian, and I don't know if she is beautiful? If she is not as beautiful as yesterday's female benefactor, the little monk will be at a loss. ”

"Hahaha......"

The scar man laughed, and then said viciously:

"Little monk, don't dream, yesterday's young lady didn't like you, she just wanted to be angry with a son.

And because that young lady kissed you, Childe was very angry.

Because Childe is angry, you can't live.

If there are any last words, explain them as soon as possible. ”

Scarred Man pulled out his knife.

"Huh?"

The little monk was not very afraid, but was a little surprised:

"Just because that beautiful young lady kissed the little monk, so a son is going to kill me?

How can he be so domineering?

Besides, didn't the little monk ask the young lady to kiss me?"

The scar man shook his head: "If you don't understand, let's go down and think about it!"

As he spoke, he was about to put down the knife.

"Wait a minute, Amitabha. ”

The little monk folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name again, and asked:

"The little monk has one last question. ”

"Say!"

"Are you going to kill the little monk?"

"Nonsense!"

The scarred evil man's face turned ruthless, and a small knife stabbed the little monk.

Bang bang!!

The scarred man felt that he had stabbed a copper wall, and his hands were numb from the shock.

Is......

Bang bang bang!!

The little monk was unscathed.

Boom!

Scar Villain swallowed hard.

And then......

Poof!!

"Master spare your life!"

Throwing knives, kneeling, kowtowing, begging for mercy, the movements are coherent and skillful.

The little monk didn't look at the scarred evil man kneeling on the ground, but frowned slightly, and the moon-white monk's robe on his body was stabbed with two cuts by the knife.

"This is the little monk's favorite piece of clothing. ”

"Master rest assured, the villain knows the most powerful tailor in the city, Tailor Li Da, and the clothes he makes are ten times more beautiful than this, a hundred times better. ”

Scar Villain laughed a flower.

How evil he was just now, how kind he is now.

"You were going to kill the little monk just now?"

"It's not that the villain wants to kill the master, it's someone who wants me to kill the master, I'm just a knife, master, can you blame the sin on a knife?

So the master and I are both innocent, and the real guilty person should be the one who asked me to kill the master. ”

"There's a bit of Buddhism in what you're saying. ”

The little monk nodded.

The wicked man was rejoicing, when he heard the little monk continue:

"But the master said that the little monk had no wisdom roots, so let the little monk return to the world, and the little monk felt that what the master said made sense. ”

"Huh?"

The scarred evil man raised his head and saw the little monk's joyless and sad face.

Click!!

"Amitabha!"

The little monk silently recited the Buddha's name, and a soft corpse fell in front of him.

"Hey, it's still right that the master said, there are many bad people under the mountain, and a good monk like the little monk is really too innocent. ”

As he spoke, he stepped on it, and a large pit fell into the ground, and his robe was swept away, and the body was thrown down.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, the little monk left you a whole corpse. After entering the reincarnation of the animal path, remember to be a good pig in the next life.

It's a pity that the little monk doesn't eat meat, so he shouldn't be able to eat your sins. ”

"Poof!"

"Huh?"

The little monk turned to look and saw a man who was two points more handsome than him flying out of the fallen leaves in the forest.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't hold back. ”

At this moment, Jiang Ping had already recovered from his injuries, looked at the serious little monk, and said with a smile:

"Don't blame the little master. ”

The little monk frowned:

"The little monk doesn't like you. ”

Jiang Ping said apologetically: "I'm sorry, little master, I shouldn't laugh at you." ”

The little monk was distressed and said:

"You are better looking than the little monk, the master said, the little monk is the most handsome little monk in the world, and the master lied to me. ”

"Uh......"

Jiang Ping unconsciously touched his face and looked at how the little monk looked at it and liked it.

Why are you so good at talking at a young age?

Little monk, your path has widened.