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Talented and beautiful.

It's a picturesque beauty.

The bride is a beautiful woman, and the monk is not a handsome man.

If not the ugliest man, the dirtiest man.

The bride is a beauty, and the monk is not a genius.

Picking his feet and wiping his nose, his yellow teeth and dirty hair, it's just unbearable.

Even if the bride is a demon, she really can't stand him.

was so angry that he shed tears, and he could only hand over the Buddha's bone relics.

The relics were as bright as the stars and the moon, and they spit out of the bride's mouth.

It is the phalange relics of the Buddha.

The bride hated the smell of the monk, and even if she handed over the relics, it was returned to the hands of the white robe.

Transferring the relics to the monk, Bai Wuchang looked greedily at the bride's fragrant body.

turned his head to ask for a favor for the bride: "Master, the Buddha's bones have been returned, and the beauty should go away." ”

Hiding the relics in the broken monk's hat, the monk grinned at the bride: "If you can't bear me, the monk can return to the world." ”

Even looking at the monk, I felt disgusted, the bride secretly knew that he was a master, but she didn't dare to offend him, so she could only ask softly: "I am close to the Buddha's bone relics, but also to get some Dharma protection, but there is no harm to others." Master, spare your life. ”

The monk smiled, and the white robe had seen that the monk had a heart to let go, so he stepped forward and untied the bride's rope.

Just wanted to have a few more words with the beauty, the bride hurriedly thanked her and grabbed out of the cabin.

I thought it was a cause and effect, so it was over.

Unexpectedly, the bride made another strange move.

Bringing black clouds and closing the moon with no hands, turning the wind into a skirt and turning the rain into a shirt.

Rainshirt wind skirt, like a fairy, she was half-empty, apricot eyes were round, and pointed angrily at the flower boat: "Ordinary people, blind your dog eyes!"

The voice broke through the clouds, the thunder and lightning rang out, and the beauty reported her name to the immortal: "I am at the foot of Ling Mountain, Xiangshu Fairy, send you back to the west today!"

Before the sound fell, the fragrant fairy rain sleeves were tactful, and the heavenly fire poured down and pounced on the flower boat.

The white robe and the monk were still in the shipbuilding, and they saw that the flower boat was about to be swallowed by the heavenly fire, and their lives were worried for a while.

Tianhuo had just climbed up to the bow of the ship when it was cut off by a bolt of lightning.

The sky thunders and fires, and the West Lake ripples!

After the thunder, there was a figure faster than the thunder, directly bullying the fairy Xiangshu.

There are also masters in ambush here!

When she was devouring the ship, Fairy Xiangshu was full of pride, and she was suddenly ambushed by the thunder, and she couldn't dodge.

hurriedly danced his sleeves and made a countermove, but his hands were tied.

Yin invaded the body, and it was cold all the way to the heart.

I have been blessed by candlelight in front of the Buddha, but in front of this person, I can't do a trick?

Suppress the shock in your heart and look at the person.

The people who came were floating in the air, accompanied by flying snow.

With long hair and a thin face, she is a heroic heroine.

What tied Fairy Xiangshu's hands was a black leather whip with an eerie iron ring embedded in it.

"I'm the Xiangshu Fairy of Lingshan, tonight the West Lake descends demons, don't kill good people by mistake. ”

Her hands were tied, and she was attacked, and Xiangshu could only plead.

"Lingshan?" the woman sneered and tightened her leather whip: "What does it have to do with me?"

Even the name of Lingshan couldn't shock her, and this woman was too crazy.

One sentence after another, Xiangshu's red lips were bruised, and her hands were frozen.

The woman is not a killer, and it seems that she is going to torture slowly.

"Miss Dian, help me!"

A cry for help was loud in the air.

Looking down, it was the bow of the ship on fire, and Bai Wuchang stepped on the thick smoke.

kept shaking the fan to drive away the smoke, coughing desperately, almost coughing out the lungs.

The sky is burning the ship, and the torrential rain is like oil, and it is getting worse and worse.

In the thick smoke, there was not only white impermanence, but also a dirty monk who was blackened.

The monk hid behind Bai Wuchang, and also beckoned to Xiaodian, his mouth slurred: "Save me!

These two people fled from place to place, dodging the flames in embarrassment.

Could it be that the heavenly fire suppressed the evil of the white ghost?

When the dragon power relented, Xiangshu turned into smoke, escaped from the leather whip, and burrowed into the dark clouds.

"You bully more and less, this account, my aunt and grandmother have written it down!"

Throwing down a cruel word, Xiangshu took advantage of the rain to escape.

It is important to save people, and the lightning does not chase.

When I looked down again, most of the bow of the ship had been burned.

A whip led to a thunderbolt and cut the flower boat in half.

The two whips turned into a rope, tied the white ghost monk together, and threw it to the stern of the boat.

Half a flower boat, rippling on the surface of the West Lake.

It just doesn't turn over, it's a weird picture.

Edden retracted his whip and fell with the snow.

Bai Wuchang cranked the feather fan, a few steps elegant, and there was no embarrassment of escaping in danger.

smiled lightly at Xiaodian: "The West Lake is clear, and Miss Electric is more prosperous." ”

It's showing off the literary style again.

snorted coldly, and was about to reprimand him, when he saw the blackened monk approaching.

The monk learned from Bai Impermanence, pinched the elegance in his gait, shook the broken pu fan in his hand, and showed his yellow teeth to Xiaodian: "The night rain in the West Lake, the little lady can understand the style?"

Thief monk, look for death!

Before Xiaodian could make a move, Bai Wuchang turned around and begged the monk in fright: "Master, don't joke, even if you tease me, don't tease her, otherwise everyone will die!"

"That's fine. The monk was easy to speak, and he was softly affected by Bai Wuchang, grabbed Bai Wuchang's sleeve with his dirty hand, and asked him seriously: "The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, Xiaolangjun can solve the customs?"

Nausea blocked my throat and I almost threw up.

Bai Wuchang asked for help from Xiao Dian: "Kill me." ”

It turned out to be a crazy monk who talked to everyone about amorous feelings.

No longer annoyed by the monk, Xiao Dian asked Impermanence: "What do you mean by pretending to save the woman who set the fire?"

Sighing gently, Bai Wuchang looked at the rain and was melancholy: "Just because she is my bride tonight." ”

Is it gibberish again?

Edden smiled lightly and lowered the leather whip in his hand.

Seeing the flying snow sending cold, Bai Wuchang turned behind the monk, ignoring the monk's oil mud, grabbed it and begged: "Master, it's time for you to speak." ”

The monk rubbed his chest and said with a smile: "She was originally a white rat listening to the scriptures at the foot of Lingshan, and she got magical powers because she stole the sesame oil of the Buddha lamp, and called herself the fairy Xiangshu." ”

The white rat who stole the sesame oil, Xiangshu?

Really good at naming it.

After talking about her experience of attaining Taoism, the monk said again about her intention to come this time: "After having supernatural powers, she stole the Buddha's finger relics again, and went to Lingshan in private. ”

The monk's speech was vague, and he had to be careful and careful in order to understand a general idea.

After hearing about Fairy Xiangshu's past and present lives, Xiaodian didn't appreciate it: "I asked why I saved her, but I didn't ask her what she stole from." ”

The dragon descending road is walking in the world, and it is respected by the world, but it was judged by the dragon.

The monk laughed a few times, and turned his head to Bai Impermanence: "Little and good-looking, the people below are really domineering." ”

Alas, don't say that you are an arhat, even if the Buddha is here, our electric lady will be judged correctly.

There is no word to reply to the monk, only a wry smile.

didn't have to reply in vain, and the monk himself said lively: "Don't worry, you are good-looking, wait until I send this little beauty, and then I will talk to you about Wei Tuo." ”

Sure enough, the Blissful Man is finally going to settle the score.

Bai Wuchang shook the fan, trying to dispel the cold sweat on his forehead, but the more he fanned, the cooler it became.