Under the bed, a young monk sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

His hands were folded, his body emitted a faint golden light, and he recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, unmoved by external objects.

If it weren't for hearing the "puff" in Jiantai's heart, Su Lang would almost think that he was already a high-ranking monk.

"How can there be two different heartbeats?" Gu Song wondered.

Su Lang's hand covering his heart suddenly stiffened.

Song Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Little monk, your two senior brothers are moved." ”

Her jade legs were slightly raised, and she staggered up and down.

Su Lang coughed, looked away, and patted Gu Song's head: "Don't listen to that demon girl's nonsense......"

He is also a young man with strong blood, and it is normal to have a dry mouth when he sees this beautiful scene?

"Amitabha. Senior Brother Su, your heart is empty. The little monk ruthlessly exposed the truth.

Su Lang turned his head away and pretended not to hear.

Jiantai clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." Master Song, the sea of suffering is boundless, why don't you take refuge in my Buddha and attain the other side?"

Song Xiaoyun pulled the light veil on the jade legs: "Since the color is like a bubble, why don't you dare to open your eyes, monk?"

Jiantai hesitated slightly, narrowed a gap and glanced at the spring light in the room, suddenly his face was flushed, and he hurriedly closed his eyes again:

"Don't look at indecent things. Poor monks can't do that. ”

"Well, it's worse than me. Su Lang thought and looked down at the calm little monk who was in stark contrast to him.

"Is it a child's heart, or is it an immature mind?" he pondered, touching his chin.

Song Xiaoyun covered her mouth and chuckled: "Even if there is also a combination of yin and yang cultivation techniques in the Yijin Pulp Washing Sutra, why should you monks treat it like a flood beast." How do you know that the Buddha in my heart is not the Buddha in your heart?"

Jiantai was silent and did not answer, just reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

"Brother Jiantai is still too young. Su Lang sighed in his heart.

But seeing that Song Xiaoyun suddenly turned to Su Lang, she smiled and said, "I have heard that Su Gongzi is physically strong, but would you like to let the slave family try it for the women of the world?"

Su Lang smiled dryly: "The girl said she was laughing. Can you cover up the leaking spring light first?"

"What's the matter? Su Gongzi wants the slave family to change their position?" Song Xiaoyun licked her lips.

Su Lang's heart trembled. Just now I said that Jiantai is young...... Now it seems that he is as unbearable as the monk.

Gu Song's eyes were pure, and he suddenly saluted with both hands: "Amitabha, the little monk sees that there is no lust in the heart of the Song donor. ”

The latter was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth hooked an arc: "I heard that there is a child under the Mahayana Temple." It's really interesting to see it today. ”

She stood up lazily and draped the light veil over her body.

Barefoot lightly, bringing a warm fragrant breeze, instantly approached Su Lang's eyes.

The pink mist in the room is getting sweeter and sweeter.

"Poisonous ......," Su Lang realized. With a thought in his mind, he used the Seven Yao Divine Technique to suppress Zhihai Qingming, and at the same time urged the innate aura to run Zhou Tian. The toxins lurking in the flesh are forced out in a thread.

The grinding disc is sharpened and ground into nothingness.

He held the morning dew around his waist, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes: "Miss Song, please respect yourself." ”

It's just a matter of language teasing yourself. If you do it, don't blame yourself for not piping on the jade!

Song Xiaoyun had a stunned expression on her face, as if she wondered why Su Lang was not poisoned.

It must be known that the Jiantai monk sitting cross-legged on the ground can only barely resist the golden bell jar at this time.

She stretched her face, covered her mouth and smiled: "Su Gongzi is so vigilant, isn't he guarding the girl like a jade for which girl?"

You guessed it accurately...... Su Lang naturally didn't bother to explain to her. So Zhengse said: "Huanxi Dao's technique of collecting yang and replenishing yin, everyone in the world is on guard?"

Su Gongzi was wrong. I don't know how many heroes in the world want to give everything they have, just to spend a good night with the women in our door, in order to achieve bliss. ”

Song Xiaoyun's eyes were full of spring, and she glanced softly at Su Lang and the little monk Gu Song, who was hiding behind him with the corner of his clothes.

"The slave family doesn't want to take the first body of the son and the monk today, but only wants to take a wisp of Mahayana temple breath from the little monk Gusong to obtain the true inheritance. I wonder if Su Gongzi can let Xiaoyun let it go once?"

Su Lang said with a dark face: "No!"

The demon girl said this as if she was about to be raped by her......

"Su Gongzi is really ruthless. Song Xiaoyun was not annoyed, turning barefoot, bringing up the light yarn and flying, the spring was infinite.

Su Lang silently stepped back, avoiding her fluttering hair.

The slave family couldn't bear to confront the son, so he had to take a trace of the monk's breath. Song Xiaoyun smiled and walked to the strong platform where he was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Hmph. Su Lang snorted coldly: "Does Miss Song not exist when she is here?"

He pulled out the morning dew and stabbed it straight into the center of the witch's back.

But he saw the tip of the knife pass through his back and stab in the air.

"Illusion?" Su Lang's heart moved.

"Su Gongzi is really ruthless. All I could hear was a giggle in the void.

A white jade palm was then imprinted on Su Lang's chest.

"Bang-"

Su Lang took a step back and unloaded his strength.

"Huh?" A voice of surprise sounded: "Su Gongzi's physical body is really worthy of its name." If the slave family wants to come and enjoy one or two, maybe they can really meet the Buddha together?"

Su Lang had a stomach ache. Is it really good to say such ambiguous things during a fight?

"What, didn't Childe Mo react?"

Su Lang simply shut his mouth. He found that every time he was molested, he had no power to fight back......

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks deep in Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering......

Jiantai sits cross-legged with his eyes closed, turns the beads, and recites the meditation mantra.

Su Lang's state of mind was immediately soothed.

"You're a monk, it's really annoying. ”

Song Xiaoyun sighed out of nowhere.

Su Lang blinked, and two pairs of Yin and Yang Taiji diagrams appeared in his eyes, which broke through the illusion and clearly illuminated the bits and pieces in the room.

Song Xiaoyun didn't make the slightest sound with his bare feet, and the knife was about to slash at the back of the neck.

"Found you. ”

Su Lang smiled slightly, opened his mouth and spit out a silver frost in the direction of his jade hand.

Song Xiaoyundai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her hand knife turned into a palm, and she pushed forward.

The pink mist in the room converged into a wave, and the silver energy hit the sky. Su Lang, who is on the list of people, is already known for his unpredictable aura. Therefore, even if this strength is not conspicuous, she does not dare to be careless.

Sure enough, as soon as Silver Frost Jin encountered the pink mist, it immediately froze the latter into lumps.

The two wear each other down. The pink in the room faded a little, and the silver frost returned to nothingness.

"Alas. Song Xiaoyun closed his palms, sat down on the bed again, and cocked his jade legs: "Xiaoyun's proud illusion poison technique is nothing to hide in front of his son. If you want to defeat Childe, I'm afraid there is only one way to seduc. ”

"In this case, Miss Song might as well take the initiative to hand over the true inheritance. ”

"Childe is really anxious, and he doesn't understand the mood at all. Song Xiaoyun said greasyly.

It was clearly a serious matter, but through her mouth, it became ambiguous.

"Su Gongzi has the Divine Eye, but he is the true legend of the Guiyi Sect?"

Su Lang shook his head: "Less nonsense." Hand over the inheritance of true intentions, and I will surround the girl's life. ”

"What does Childe mean, you want to toss the slave family well tonight?" Song Xiaoyun smiled and laughed.

It's hard to talk to this witch...... Su Lang covered his face.

"Alas. The little monk hiding behind him shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Su is really young. ”

Su Lang's face twitched.

"Brother Su, don't be afraid. The pine demon girl is the same as you, only a thief's heart and no thief's guts. ”

At this moment, the door opened silently, and a figure in a white dress floated in.

Its face is covered with white gauze and its temperament is ethereal. Although he couldn't see her face, Su Lang still recognized her as the Holy Maiden of Luogong.

"Demon girl Gu Yao ......" Song Xiaoyun sat up straight for the first time, and her face was slightly unsightly.

Gu Yao: Isn't this demon girl called Red Sleeves?

Seeing Su Lang's puzzled look, Gu Yao teased: "Brother Su, the concubine is a demon girl, how can I let you know your real name as soon as we meet?"

Damn! Su Lang scolded secretly.

"I don't know if Sister Yao'er is coming, do you have any advice?"

Song Xiaoyun regained her smile and bowed.

"Although Sister Song is the descendant of the Saintess of Huanxi Dao and has cultivated the method of double cultivation, she has always retained her body of cloud and mud. The concubine is curious, I don't know if my sister can hand over her body?"

Gu Yao surprised Su Lang when he opened his mouth.

Such a bold pine demon girl has not even been ......

He silently looked at the meditation platform, and some evil thoughts arose in his heart: Is this monk's motive impure?

"Amitabha. Senior Brother Su, you are rude again. ”

As soon as Su Lang raised his eyebrows, he rewarded the little monk with a chestnut.

The latter's mouth was deflated and he retreated aggrievedly.

"Sister also wants to ask, did Sister Yao'er hand over her body to Ruyi Langjun?" Song Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Wan Yao subconsciously glanced at Su Lang.

"Demon girl, what do you see me doing! I'm innocent below!" Su Lang hurriedly explained.

Song Xiaoyun was stunned: "It turns out that my sister robbed Yao'er's sister Lang Jun......"

The little monk lowered his eyebrows and said, "Senior brother is indeed not lying. ”

The little monk finally said something human! Su Lang nodded again and again.

Gu Yao came back to her senses and still kept a smile: "The matter of the concubine a few months ago really had my sister's involvement. ”

It's just that the tone is somewhat dangerous.

It's the poison in Gu Demon Maiden's body...... At that time, she solved it herself, and it really had nothing to do with herself. Su Lang stroked the black hair on his forehead and thought in his heart.

My sister laughed. My sister also learned about it by chance. ”

Song Xiaoyun smiled, and her body suddenly became illusory.

"Ran away?" Su Lang was stunned.

saw Gu Yao smile lightly, and pointed forward with her white fingers. "Void One Spirit Finger. ”

Song Xiaoyun's illusory figure forcibly condensed. His escape was directly interrupted!

Seeing that the situation was impossible, Song Xiaoyun threw a small piece of the broken seal at Gu Yao, and then cast a method of escape.

"True inheritance. Gu Yao was stunned for a moment, withdrew his spirit finger, and caught the seal.

Looking at it again, Song Xiaoyun's escape method has been completed. Her phantasm saluted Gu Yao Yingying again, and said, "Sister Yao'er, sister won't disturb you and Lang Jun's happiness." ”

The laughter faded away, and the shadow shattered.

Su Lang looked at this scene with mixed feelings.

You quarrel and quarrel, don't take me, a decent gentleman, okay?