On the corner opposite the eldest grandson Qiuyun, a group of Jindan monks were crowded. Eight people huddled around a corner, seemingly not knowing each other, but they didn't dare to make the slightest move.

However, everyone in the broken temple has one thing in common, that is, they all have a strong smell of blood on their bodies.

"Cut, there's another one who wants to share the food!" Huang Shengjie said disdainfully, then pulled out the ghost head knife behind him, pointed at Leng Xiaohan and shouted: "Boy, do you think this broken temple can still accommodate you? If you don't want to die, just quit for me." ”

Letting go of Leng Zhuyi, Leng Xiaohan appeared in front of Huang Shengjie with phantom shadows. Zhenyuan didn't get lucky, the first palm slapped away Huang Shengjie's ghost head knife, and the second palm slapped Huang Shengjie's heart.

Letting go of the ghost head knife, the demon shadow behind Huang Shengjie appeared, and he slapped Leng Xiaohan firmly.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, dust flew wildly, and the two of them each took a step back.

The figure flashed, and Leng Zhuyi was about to help. When passing by Leng Xiaohan's side, he was stopped by Leng Xiaohan.

Leng Xiaohan, who has already accepted Leng Zhuyi as a servant, can naturally see Leng Zhuyi's cultivation. Don't look at Leng Zhuyi who was just born, but he is already a Yuanying Great Perfection monk.

Seeing Leng Zhuyi's speed, everyone in the broken temple had a trace of solemnity in their eyes.

Stretching out his hand to suck the flag into his hand, Leng Xiaohan held Leng Zhuyi and flew to the belly of the faded Maitreya Buddha: "It's okay, let's just sleep on the Buddha statue." ”

The people in the broken temple looked at Leng Xiaohan like ghosts, and finally Wan Yushu spoke. Reaching out and pulling down the hat, Wan Yushu said softly: "Although we are not from the Buddhist sect, it is best not to be disrespectful to the Buddha, and advise you to get off Maitreya Rulai quickly!"

"Maitreya Nyolai? Shouldn't the current Buddha of the world be Shakyamuni? Isn't Maitreya Buddha not yet in the position of Nyolai?" Leng Xiaohan's brows tightened: "Could it be..."

After glancing at Leng Xiaohan, Wan Yushu closed his eyes: "I don't know much about Buddhism, I don't know what you're talking about, Maitreya is Maitreya Rulai." ”

"Oh! That's fine, I don't care. Saying that, Leng Xiaohan blocked it with Zhenyuan, and the dilapidated doors and windows that poured wind into the broken temple.

"Hehe~ The little brother is kind-hearted, but the little brother should be the first to enter the rivers and lakes, right? This kind of thing that consumes real yuan is better to do less~" After seeing Leng Xiaohan's behavior, the eldest grandson Qiuyun chuckled and said.

looked the eldest grandson Qiuyun up and down, and Leng Xiaohan smiled very sunnyly: "My brother is not young, do you want this sister..."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Xiaohan felt a sharp pain in his thigh. looked down at Leng Zhuyi, who was pinching him, and Leng Xiaohan immediately changed his words: "My brother is fifteen years old this year~ I can marry a daughter-in-law!"

His eyes couldn't help but look Changsun Qiuyun up and down, and he stopped at the key parts of Changsun Qiuyun from time to time. In black words, Leng Xiaohan is "crazy hinting" at this time.

The eldest grandson Qiuyun is an old man, and as a monk in the early stage of the out-of-body period, he has never seen any scenes. Because of his beautiful appearance and perfect figure, he was naturally taken advantage of verbally.

It was the first time that a fifteen-year-old kid had been teased in front of so many people, and his face couldn't help but flush.

The killing intent in his heart was a little stronger, but Leng Xiaohan couldn't feel the killing intent on the eldest grandson Qiuyun at all.

This is the reason why Leng Xiaohan directly scolded the other party, Leng Xiaohan has an aura of mortal hatred. The moment he entered the broken temple, Leng Xiaohan felt the killing intent on the three of them.

Fortunately, these three people are not in the same camp, coupled with the strength of Leng Xiaohan and Leng Zhuyi, so the three of them did not directly kill for a while.

"My younger brother is not very old, but he is very good at his words~" Originally, the eldest grandson Qiuyun didn't plan to speak after saying this, so he was looking for a place for himself.

It's just that Leng Xiaohan is not a pure fifteen-year-old boy, he looked at the eldest grandson Qiuyun in shock, and Leng Xiaohan's eyes showed a lewd light: "How do you know?

With a wall in his heart, the eldest grandson Qiuyun finally couldn't hold back. Looking at Leng Xiaohan's eyes, there was a trace of almost substantial killing intent, but he laughed very windy: "It's not suitable for so many people here, right?"

"Hehe~ If my brother really wants it, how about you come outside with me?" As she spoke, the eldest grandson Qiuyun broke through Leng Xiaohan's True Yuan cover, walked to the door of the broken temple, and turned to Leng Xiaohan and hooked his finger.

"Goo~" Before Leng Xiaohan could speak, the group of Jindan monks huddled together next to him sounded a sound of swallowing saliva.

Whether it was Leng Xiaohan, or Wan Yushu and Huang Shengjie, they all looked at the group of Jindan monks with disdain.

Shrugging her shoulders, Leng Xiaohan scratched her head, and looked at the eldest grandson Qiuyun suspiciously and innocently: "What is my sister talking about? Why can't I understand it? Does my sister want to be my daughter-in-law?"

His face instantly turned black to the bottom of the pot, and the eldest grandson Qiuyun walked back to the broken temple, and after sitting down, he looked at Leng Xiaohan viciously.

Waving his hand and blocking the door again with Zhenyuan, Leng Xiaohan said loudly to Leng Zhuyi: "My sister must be reserved in the future!

"Wow!" Eldest Sun Qiuyun couldn't hold back any longer, and walked towards Leng Xiaohan with a blood-colored sword in his hand.

After knowing the other party's bottom line, Leng Xiaohan and Leng Zhuyi released the momentum on their bodies, Leng Xiaohan turned his head and looked at the eldest grandson Qiuyun with an innocent face: "What's wrong?

When he saw Leng Xiaohan's innocent eyes, the eldest grandson Qiuyun's heart was another block. was just rushed by the sword momentum on Leng Xiaohan's body and the momentum on Leng Zhuyi's body, and he suddenly calmed down.

Glancing at Huang Shengjie and Wan Yushu who were secretly looking at this side, the eldest grandson Qiuyun also laughed. put away the sword and jumped onto the Buddha statue, and directly hugged Leng Xiaohan and Leng Zhuyi in his arms.

"That's right, my sister is that you are too young, and she is worried that you will catch a cold when you sleep at night. So, tonight, my sister will sleep with you brothers and sisters!"

At this time, Leng Xiaohan and Leng Zhuyi's whole body True Yuan were transported, and they were always vigilant. As long as the other party is lucky, the two will escape from each other's arms as soon as possible, and then fight back.

"What should I do?" Leng Zhuyi secretly sent a message to Leng Xiaohan, Leng Xiaohan frowned: "For the time being, we can only do this, we just need us to leave." The other party will definitely use this as an excuse to do something to us. ”

Pouting angrily, Leng Zhuyi gritted his teeth and said, "Let you talk about it in the future!"

"Alas~" sighed, Leng Xiaohan had nothing to say: "Who would have thought that the other party was also a talent!"

After passing it to Leng Zhuyi, the two stopped talking. Leng Xiaohan twisted her body and changed into a comfortable position, her face leaning on a ball of softness.

"Are you comfortable?" Eldest Sun Qiuyun gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words, Leng Xiaohan didn't look at each other, but closed her eyes: "Make do! If you feel uncomfortable, then you can let us go." ”

"Hehe~" sneered, and the eldest grandson Qiuyun's face changed for a while. Leng Xiaohan's face was stung by the murderous intent in the other party's eyes.