Thankfully, I held back.

Fortunately, I persevered.

Funeral Night secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't like this kind of atmosphere, although it was like a palace, elegant and honorable!

But he just didn't like it, because he didn't think he was a noble person.

He prefers to stand under the ruins, where the mundane, where free, where safe.

The higher you stand, the more you can feel the chill from above!

"Can I go down?" asked Funeral Night.

The white-clothed scholar nodded, Lao Dao didn't look at him, and he didn't even move!

The funeral night left the "tower", leaving this place that made me depressed and scared.

Oh, yes!

People's hearts are flesh and blood, no matter how strong people are, they will be depressed and afraid!

The great monk wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he was more nervous than on the night of the funeral.

He is afraid that once the conflict escalates, will he help his brother or help the truth?

Fortunately, I didn't choose it, and I didn't feel embarrassed!

Everything is going in a good direction!

It's just that the great monk was also confused and confused, and he asked, "Do you believe him?"

The white-clothed scholar nodded: "I have communicated with Wei Dao, judging from his style and methods, it should be true, the picture corner was obtained from the man in black!"

The great monk smiled, "This kid is so lucky, he actually broke out of the picture, it seems that the destiny is like this, it is worth celebrating, Amitabha." ”

The great monk is relaxed and happy because he doesn't have to be embarrassed, it's the best of both worlds!

Hello, hello me, hello everyone!

The most difficult thing is that the scholar in white actually believes it, he was not like this before, no matter what he does, he is very principled, very positional, and never subjectively judges a thing.

But this time it's really different, a big difference!

The white-clothed scholar seemed to see through the mind of the great monk, and he said: "The funeral night is not lucky to burst out of the corner, he really has the means!"

"Is there really a means?" The great monk was a little shocked and a little confused, and he couldn't figure out whether the white-clothed scholar believed him or not.

This ...... That's not how I used to speak!

Could it be that he is ...... Did it happen to me on purpose?

"Have you forgotten that there are not three disgraceful means for the night of the funeral?" the white-clothed scholar smiled, and the smile was meaningful, and the big monk with a smile was embarrassed.

This report was drafted by the great monk, and after Liu Sheng hung up, he was found by someone else, and it was true that the means of burial night did exist.

But only a few people inside know!

The great monk was stunned, damn it, I actually forgot!

"The situation is different, the things to consider are also different, he needs to observe, and we also need to observe!" The scholar in white was looking into the distance again, but not to see the scenery, nor to pretend to be forced.

It's a habit, a habit that doesn't know how long it lasts, he looks when he thinks about things, and he looks when he's upset.

Looking at it, it seems that you can see wider and think farther.

"By the way, is the girl's situation clear?" The white-clothed scholar looked at it for a while, and suddenly remembered this incident.

"The investigation is clear, it's the people over there!"

The white-clothed scholar nodded, and then looked, the great monk waited for a long time, and suddenly found that it was very difficult to talk to this kind of person.

He didn't let you go, and he didn't let you say, he looked, he was used to it, but don't pull others to be stupid together, okay!

The great monk looked at Lao Dao, he had already sat down cross-legged, his body was quite stiff, and he was very stylish.

Heard...... In reality, he is a Taoist priest of martial arts!

Wang Xiaosong rushed back in the early hours of the morning, and there were a lot of people when he left, and when he came back, there were more than half of them.

Wang Xiaosong was also covered in blood, and his teammates were also injured to varying degrees.

The great monk bandaged his wounds and asked him, "How is the situation?"

Wang Xiaosong nodded: "It's all solved!"

But he still subconsciously looked at the funeral night, speculating, or observing.

"Don't you want to know why I went out?" Wang Xiaosong asked.

He didn't speak on the night of the funeral, and he didn't look at Wang Xiaosong, so naturally he didn't know that Wang Xiaosong was talking to him.

"Ask you!" the great monk reminded him.

"You guys, I don't want to know, he just wants to lose it, and then leave, and ...... Don't contact each other anymore. ”

Wang Xiaosong: "......"

Great Monk: "......"

"Let's just change the love between the two of you!" added Funeral Night.

The great monk thought for a while and asked, "Is it because of Bai Jushi?"

"Oh! He's called Bai Jushi! a tall name, but not for him. ”

"Brother, please understand, if it weren't for the special matter, I wouldn't hide it from you, but ......" Wang Xiaosong said, he seems to have a higher status than the big monk in this group, and he also has some right to speak!

"I understand...... But it's my business, I don't want to be bound, you know, I'm like this. ”

Wang Xiaosong nodded, he understood.

After dawn, Bai Jushi handed over the good picture to Wang Xiaosong and brought it in by him, and most people did not know where he was going.

Bai Jushi is in the center, responsible for the command and dispatch of the entire operation, and the old Taoist points to the palace, feeling that he is a powerful backer, and everyone can rest assured.

"Do you want to know the news of Xiaoxiao?" Zhao Ling'er came to the funeral night at some point, and her smile was as bright as the sun!

"Do you know anything about her?" Funeral Night's heart sudden, he hadn't felt this way in a long, long time.

Zhao Ling'er smiled lightly, didn't answer, but sold a pass and let out a sigh.

This was revenge for not being enthusiastic about the night of the funeral, because he was the first to be unenthusiastic.

Even, she felt that the funeral night could be avoided.

Is Miss Ben not good-looking? Is her temperament not sudden enough? Or is her voice unpleasant and her habits ungraceful?

The more Miss Zhao thought about it, the more angry she became.

So women are stingy, you can't offend, or she will make you suffer.

"Do you really know anything about Xiaoxiao?" said Funeral Night, thinking she hadn't heard, and asked again.

Zhao Ling'er stroked her bangs, and the sunlight came through her hair, making her movements look more elegant and charming.

"What is your relationship with her?" asked Zhao Ling'er.

"Friend!" replied Funeral Night.

"Just friends?" Zhao Linger didn't believe it, ordinary friends couldn't do it to this extent, and they wouldn't be so urgent!

"I still owe her a promise. ”

"Is it just a promise?"

Funeral Night shook his head, he didn't know if it was just a promise, maybe there was something else!

I don't know on the night of the funeral, but sometimes, or at a certain moment, he really wants to see Xiaoxiao!

"I know about her, but I'm not going to tell you. ”

"Why?" the funeral night felt that this girl was sick, since she didn't want to tell her, why did she still BB, fun or what?

"There's no why, Miss Ben likes to be unreasonable, she likes to be rude, what's wrong?

(End of chapter)