Chapter 13 The Emperor's Life

Looking at the red palm print on the back of his hand, Mo Ye's eyes rolled like dark clouds. No one has ever dared to act against him so boldly. If it were changed to the past, the person in front of him would have already fallen to the ground, but at this moment, what he said was nothing but an appetite.

This little monk is not very old, but what he said is exactly the same. He really wants to know, what else can he say in his mouth?

"Thousands of hammers are made into tools, and hundreds of refinements are born. You are the life of the Emperor Star, the son of the Heavenly Curse. But it's not incomprehensible."

Hearing this, Mo Ye's eyes moved slightly, staring at the little monk in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

However, the two guards not far away had a look of surprise in their eyes after hearing Tangning's words. The two looked at each other, strode forward, and asked anxiously, "Is it really solvable? How?"

Tangning glanced at the two of them lightly, and then looked away lightly. She holds a lot of grudges, these two just wanted to kill her!

Seeing the little monk's expression, Mo Ye couldn't help but raise his brows slightly.

This little monk, at first glance, seems innocent and doesn't understand the world, but when he comes into contact with him, he finds that he is only superficial, but he is cunning like a fox. The young monk of the age of 20, but he broke his destiny in a straight line.

It should be known that he is the Lone Star of the Heavenly Demon, the son of the Heavenly Curse, who will not survive the fate of twenty-five years old. He was approved by the eminent monk of the imperial temple, and outsiders cannot know it at all, but what he said is similar to that of the eminent monk of the imperial temple, but It's not exactly the same, which makes him wonder, how credible is what he said?

"Donor, I wonder if you can take back your coercion?" Tangning smiled as she looked at him and asked. At this moment, she regained her first impression of being innocent and harmless, pure and kind. .

Mo Ye gathered up his coercion, stared at the little monk, and said in a low voice with suspicion, "Are you really a monk?"

He noticed that the little monk's words and deeds did not quite resemble a Buddhist disciple. The word "donor" came out of his mouth, as if he would only mention it when he thought of it.

Hearing this, Tangning was stunned for a moment, then she showed a big smile. She touched her little bald head, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and said, "I have a fate with Buddha, and I became a monk halfway through."

Listening to this, Mo Ye didn't have any doubts. After all, this little monk didn't look like an old-fashioned monk who followed the rules and disciplines.

Maybe it was his words that made him quite satisfied, he gave him a deep look with his hands behind his back, and called out, "Heifeng, reward!"

One of the black-clothed guards at the back stepped forward, glanced at the little monk, and untied a small bag from his waist.

"To reward him with gold coins, that bowl is full." Mo Ye said lightly.

"Yes." Hei Feng paused for a moment, then took out a handful of gold coins from the small bag and put it into the bowl that the little monk was holding in his hand.

The crisp crashing sound when the gold coins were put into the bowl made the eyes of many people around them light up. Some were envious, some were greedy, some were calculating. A bowl in the hands of a monk.

Tangning's eyes flickered slightly, and her eyes swept across the man in front of him with a show-like expression, and landed on the small bag in the hands of the guard named Hei Feng.

Shouldn't this thing be the legendary Qiankun bag?