Concubine Ouyang Yue and Wu Wu have a word for you, and they are not to mention each other. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The beauty has sharp teeth, the monk is bent on chasing and killing but is helpless, Chen Jiannan has already gone far away.

Which monk in Lingyin Temple is not extremely smart, and which monk is not advanced in Buddhism, they all understand that Concubine Ouyang Yue is delaying.

However, the monks are all greedy cats, they can't eat fresh fish, and the smell is still good, they all like it.

Although he is not willing to have a deeper physical contact with a beauty, if he just smells and smells, it will not hurt the Buddha's body or dampen the Buddha's principles, and it will still be harmless.

In front of the eight fragrant beauties, most of the monks felt that there was nothing to worry about chasing and killing Chen Jiannan, anyway, Senior Brother Wu's fighting saint eyes were extremely wonderful, and they could catch up anyway.

Chen Jiannan is not easy to deal with, and it is better to take risks and fight, it is better to suffer the fragrant beauty in front of him.

The seven beauties blinked continuously, their long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and their wonderful eyes shone with a greasy light, which made the monk's heart ripple and his heart itched.

The monks are meditating in their hearts that beauty is a pink skull, although they have 3,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures in their chests, but they can't resist the eternal nature of yin and yang attracting.

Although Wu is psychologically resistant, he is also a normal man, in fact, he still likes women, especially these stunning bewitching.

If he doesn't like women, then isn't there something wrong with his orientation?

The enlightened monk had a frosty face, and asked in a deep voice: "Ouyang Palace Master, if you don't give way, what do you want?"

"Tonight, the sky is high and refreshing, the moon is old and spiritual, except for the monster monk whose head is in the opposite direction, seven beauties and seven monks. Girls, which monk brother do you like, dance yo. Concubine Ouyang Yue didn't care whether the monk was willing or not, and directly asked the seven beauties to dance.

As soon as Concubine Ouyang Yue's words fell, Monk Lile turned red with anger towards the back, red as cherries, red as ripe watermelon pulps, and so red that he was about to drip blood.

All the beauties agreed in a coquettish voice, and each of them found a favorite monk, the jade body was close, the delicate body was spread, and they danced one after another.

On this side, he is stunningly enchanting and outgoing, hot and twisting his hips, enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the monk on the other side is like a mimosa, bowing his head and his heart is like numbness.

Monks chant scriptures in the temple when they are young, women rarely see them, where have they seen such a battle, they are really confused, and they don't know what to do.

The female cultivator whose name was Concubine Ouyang Yue Fei Fei was Luo Feilan, and her body was wrapped in a goose-yellow lotus skirt, which made her body delicate and charming.

The beauty is like a fairy in a flower, shuttling beside the round monk.

Luo Feilan stretched out her hand, and a moon qin appeared out of thin air in her slender hand like the best mutton fat jade.

The Yueqin is two feet long, the round speaker is one foot in diameter, the top and back plate are made of paulownia wood, the color looks white and yellow, the slightly curved neck and speaker frame are dark rosewood, and the strings are made of precious specially refined gold silk.

Luo Feilan held the piano in his left hand, and the jade fingers of his right hand plucked the strings, and the extremely grainy sound of the piano sounded, as if the beautiful sound of nature was lingering over the jungle.

At this time, each of the seven stunning beauties did not know where to find the instrument.

They worked together very well, as if they had been rehearsing for a long time and playing at the same time.

The sound of the piano and the strings echo each other, forming a beautiful chord, the tempo is sometimes rapid, sometimes tactful, sometimes unrestrained, sometimes like a lover's whisper, sometimes like a galloping horse, and there is a melodious flute melody floating, which is really intoxicating.

Under the beautiful sound of the piano, each beauty dances, as if it is a variety of butterflies, shuttling between the bald heads.

Luo Feilan hugged Yueqin in her arms, her delicate body sometimes rotated like a spinning top, sometimes unfolded like a yellow butterfly, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, static and moving, completely unexpected, bluffing the round monk by surprise.

A pair of peach blossom eyes lingered on Luo Feilan's body, the beauty's armpits were white and sexy, and the delicate body loomed against the backdrop of the semi-transparent yellow dress, which made the monk's body have a manly impulse.

Luo Feilan's delicate body moved, and the lotus skirt flew, bringing a burst of charming fragrance.

The fragrance on the girl's body is like the fragrance of a hundred flowers, and the musk is just right, which is enough to make the blood of the male creature swell.

Smelling the faint female body fragrance blowing in the wind, the lower body of the round monk instantly swelled.

A small tent was set up on the lower body of the round monk, showing the majesty of the male creature unbridledly, with obvious aggression in his eyes, looking up and down at the stunning enchanting who was shuttling and dancing around him.

The joy was so angry that there was fire in his eyes, the monk was young and vigorous, and naturally he also liked charming women, but because of the relationship between his head and the opposite direction, he was discriminated against.

Because of being discriminated against by the United States this time, Lile was even more angry in his heart, and he even had the idea of killing Chen Jiannan, the initiator.

"I must break your body into ten thousand pieces, kill your soul, and let you never be reborn!" Monk Le was psychologically distorted, and his heart was roaring wildly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, cheer up, be careful not to break in the pile of red powder. The enlightened monk was very worried and warned loudly.

Every monk is well aware of the danger of being approached by a monk who has been cultivated to a high level, and the seven beauties in front of him are like seven sharp knives hidden in their sheaths, revealing their edges to kill at any time.

But they still can't resist the wonderful temptation of beautiful women by their side.

If the female child is willing to *** good, there are many monks who are willing to accompany each other with their lives.

The matter of men and women has been a mystery for thousands of years.

The common name of mercy is Qin Miaolian.

The beauty was wearing a red lotus skirt and holding a pipa, dancing beside the Jing monk like a ghost in the wind.

Qin Miao's eyebrows are affectionate, and her peerless demeanor is fully revealed.

The stunning delicate body was in front of him, and the poor monk Lijing didn't know what to do, and just lowered his head and just chanted, 'Amitabha, Amitabha', that embarrassing appearance made the beauty laugh.

Zou Aiai was wearing an orange flower skirt, holding a Zhongruan with a pattern of flowers of the four seasons tattooed on her face in her delicate body, dancing beside the monk like a butterfly wearing flowers.

The beauty stroked Zhongruan with her hands, and her wonderful fingers played the strings, making a sonorous and powerful beautiful music.

The monk raised his chest with one hand, surrounded by the strength of his body, his eyes were closed, and he was deeply chanting the scriptures, unmoved.

Monk Liyuan's face was solemn, and his spiritual sense was always paying attention to the beauty dancing beside him, and he was ready to respond at any time in case the pink skeleton suddenly struck with a thunderous blow.

"Female benefactor, please don't get too close to the poor monk, the poor monk had a problem of biting when he was a child, and he hasn't changed it yet. ”

"Giggle, you bite, bite here. Zou Ai's flower skirt is flying, giggling, her hands and feet are gentle, showing her posture as a goddess, dancing around the monk.

The beautiful woman's wonderful hand refers to a looming pink on her delicate body.

"Female donor, you are also a person who cultivates Buddhism, and the poor monk advises you to prescribe *** in order to achieve the right result of my Buddhahood. Otherwise, if you have a good skin in this life, I am afraid that he will fall into reincarnation one day, and the bitter fruit will not come to an end. "The monk is not moved, his mouth is silent, and he admonishes the beauty with great compassion.

"Far away, you fart. As the saying goes, life is short, when you are happy, when you are happy, when you can be free, when you can be free. Let's take a look at your Buddha heart, whether the yin and yang of heaven and earth have always been pairs, and whether the joy of men and women is endless. In this case, why can't you and I fly in pairs of mandarin ducks and wings. ”

"Female Bodhisattva, you have sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and the poor monk said that he can't say anything about you, and he just hopes that you will do it yourself. In this way, a hundred years later, you can still see the old people. ”

The so-called Tao is not the same, you have your ideas, she has her persistence.

The monk and the beautiful woman each agree with what they think in their hearts, and no one can convince anyone.

Foaming at the mouth, it is better to remain silent.

Therefore, no matter how Zou Aiai persuaded him, Monk Liyuan was always as immobile as a mountain, the whole person stood in the void, and the Dharma body was as quiet and unfathomable as deep space.

At this end, Liu Jiayu was wearing a green skirt and holding a huqin in his hand, dancing around Monk Jue.

Liu Jiayu is showy and lovable.

The barrel of the huqin is made of black lacquered ebony and has a hexagonal shape with a hollow resonance cylinder in the middle. The front of the barrel is a scaly, fingernail-sized python skin, and behind it is a carved window of boxwood.

The stem and bow are made of rosewood, the strings are made of silk, the sound is soft and delicate, and the bow hair is the tail hair of the purple-eyed Pegasus.

Liu Jiayu's body is a little plump, but it is difficult to hide the peerless beauty, the city is beautiful, and she is charming.

I glanced at the plump flesh of the beauty and trembled, and I couldn't help but shudder with my neck in my arms, and closed my eyes anxiously.

The monk only glanced at it, and was aroused by the lust in his heart, and a fiery red light gushed out in the lower dantian, and suddenly there was a desire for yin and yang to be happy and happy.

The monk had no choice but to close his eyes, his mind was free of distractions, and he no longer looked at the pink skeleton and stopped thinking about the bewitching female body.

"Brother Jue, don't be so ruthless, and you won't lose a look at your sister who is shy of the moon. ”

"My sister looks like Xi Shi, and her body is like a jade ring, why don't you even look at it. ”

"My sister wants to join you in attaining the supreme Dharma of joy and meditation. ”

Liu Jiayu tried his best to tease, but the monk did not dare to restrain his five senses and six senses, and his spiritual sense carefully paid attention to the beauty's every move, just afraid that she would burst into trouble.

The delicate body of the beauty is extremely tempting, which makes the monk miserable, and it is not to look at it with spiritual sense, and it is not to look at it.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. "The monk sang the Buddha's name.

"What is merciful, if the monk brother is willing, the sister's humble body will make you merciful and merciful. ”

Liu Yujia teased Monk Jue to the right point, and Han Huanqing on this side had already been entangled with Monk Wu.

Han Huanqing was dressed in an aqua blue lotus skirt, holding a jade flute in her hand, dancing like a colorful phoenix opening the screen, dancing like a charming fox demon, and her peerless beauty was unobstructed.

The monk was not afraid, staring at the beauty with two eyes, dancing, and beating the beat with the palm of his hand, saying: "Wonderful, wonderful." The beauty is really stunning, and everyone is small at a glance. ”

Han Huanqing brought the jade flute to Zhu's lips and played a graceful melody.

Wang Ting, who was wearing an indigo lotus skirt, held the moon qin, dancing like a colorful butterfly, and her snow-white delicate body loomed, making Monk Fang blush, extremely embarrassed.

Monk Fang is so embarrassed, he is really afraid that the beauty will say that he is a lustful monk when he opens his eyes, and he is afraid that the beauty will say that he is fake and high, and it is not for him to stay, and it is impossible to leave.

Monk Fang had no choice but to toss and turn his body uneasily, his eyes dodging the delicate body of the beauty with fatal temptation, and silently reciting the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in his heart, where did he dare to have the slightest distracting thoughts.