Chapter 35

Before the surprise of getting the baby had dissipated, she saw a dark shadow flashing by in front of her, and the thing she was about to catch with her hands was snatched away. She immediately made her beautiful eyes widen, her anger sank into her dantian, and she shouted angrily. : "Who is it? Which turtle..."

When he turned his head to look, his eyes fell on the man in the black robe and the mask on his face, his voice suddenly stopped, he was suffocated in one breath, and turned to reveal a pure and gentle smile of a Buddhist disciple. Come.

"Amitabha, it's true that we have never met in life. I didn't expect to meet you here. The donor is really destined to my Buddha!"

It's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold, how can you still encounter this evil star in such a place?

His eyes were snatched away by him, and he took a glance at the Qiankun bag he was playing with.

grab? Shouldn't be able to grab it?

beat? How can you beat him?

Hand in hand? She's not hot yet!

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Please return the things in the hands of the donor to the little monk!" As she spoke, she stepped forward and reached out to grab the Qiankun bag.

Hearing the little monk's words, Mo Ye raised his brows slightly under the mask. Seeing that he actually wanted to grab something from his hand while he was not paying attention, the corner of his lips could not help but twitch, and the hand holding the Qiankun bag went behind him and asked, "How did you recognize me?"

Tangning grabbed the air and retracted her hand embarrassedly. She smiled at him and said, "The benefactor has a unique aura of dignity. If you look around the world, you probably won't be able to find a second one."

With his suffocating aura, it's hard not to recognize him!

Hearing this, Mo Ye glanced at him, always feeling that what he said didn't seem like he was complimenting him.

"How will you be here?"

He glanced at the corpse on the ground with deep eyes, looked at the little monk, and said, "Don't Buddhist disciples not kill? I think you don't hesitate to start."

Tangning saw that his hands had been behind his back, and it seemed that he didn't want to return the things to her for a while, and she didn't know how long he had been hiding in the dark to watch?

So he opened his mouth and said: "The donor doesn't know anything, the little monk, I was a little novice who was safe and guarded, and I traveled around to gain knowledge, but I was kidnapped by these people as bait."

As she said that, a smile appeared on her face, her hands were folded in front of her, and she began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "Fortunately, I was blessed by the Buddha and escaped from death, but this person followed him all the way, trying to seize the little monk's body. Baby, Xiao Seng was forced to fight him desperately."

After a pause, she looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed softly: "Amitabha, it's okay to die, die early and rebirth, and in the next life, you must be reborn as a good person."

Mo Ye glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have been fooled by the little monk's ability to confuse black and white.

"Donor, the little monk's bag." She glanced behind him with a lovable smile on her face.

Looking at the little monk's lovable brows and eyes, Mo Ye's eyes flashed slightly, and he did not return the Qiankun bag to him, but glanced at the girl who quietly came behind the little monk, and then said: " This is a dangerous place, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Since you have already escaped danger, you can go straight in this direction and you will be able to exit the forest.”

"My bag..." Tangning said without giving up.

Mo Ye twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Don't go? Do you want to settle an old account with me?"