Chapter 2970 The Lotus Essence of the Holy Monk (68)

You're done.

Ning Chen.

The evil thoughts in the ashes of incense were nothing to him on ordinary days.

But he forgot that this did not belong to the incense burner demon, but came from human... malice.

The incense burner carries human desires.

The incense ashes are filled with human desires.

But these were the favorite foods of the dark hell in his heart.

Without warning, darkness came out again.

He even brought out the darkest thoughts in his heart and killed the little lotus essence.

Because she is the most important reason for the rift in his heart.

No matter how much he is purified, desires and attachments appear in his heart.

Then it's all nourishment.

This hell will grow to the point where he can no longer suppress it.

A person with the Buddha's bones should be so firm that he cannot be invaded by any evil.

To be attached to so much darkness without being affected.

But now, he felt a little fondness for it.

This bit of affection gave him a sense of crisis.

With his fingertips, he could cut off her neck with the sharp Buddha's light with just a little force.

Ning Chen's eyes were dark and strange, and the shadow behind him lay on his back, constantly bewitching him silently.

Killing her, killing her, killing her will still achieve your goal.

What you want is her purifying power.

Even if she succeeds in cultivation and becomes a purification holy object, she may not sacrifice herself to purify you.

So it is most correct to kill her and turn her into an inanimate object.

Countless words entered his ears from the shadows.

The vast and complex evil thoughts constantly eroded his sanity.

The girl in front of him seemed to have noticed something. She raised her head lightly and did not struggle. She just stared at him in confusion.

Her beautiful eyes reflected his extremely cold face.

As if he was finally sure of something, he asked softly: "Monk, do you want to kill me?"

The killing intent in his eyes was too obvious.

Ning Chen looked at her indifferently, as if he was looking at the incense burner just now.

Bai Weiwei was not afraid, but walked forward slowly. His fingers did not exert any force, but tried their best to relax and tremble.

She walked up to him and touched his face with her hands.

A beautiful young man with fair and thin skin, which feels good when his fingertips slide over it.

She smiled, her eyes crinkling with laughter, "So, do you have the desire to kill me in your evil thoughts? Is it because I bother you every day, so you feel hatred in your heart? You hate me so much, monk."

Ning Chen's eyelashes trembled, trying to say that he didn't hate it.

But the lips seemed to be sealed.

As soon as his thoughts came to his mind, the black shadow grew a little bigger, suffocating him.

The girl in front of me sighed quietly, "It's okay to kill me, but I have to ask for a price, otherwise I would be such a loser. If you kill me, you won't get any benefits."

Bai Weiwei said as she reached out to untie his clothes.

He didn't dare to move, and a trace of bloody red appeared in his dark eyes.

Bai Weiwei had never seen his stone face with such a terrifying expression.

She coquettishly stretched out her hand to touch his face, kissed his lips, and then went all the way down.

Finally, she hugged him and put her face on his open chest, listening to his fierce heartbeat.

She sighed softly, extremely softly.

"Monk, it feels so good to hold you. I am taking advantage of you, but if you kill me ten thousand times, I will still seduce you and make you lust. Resenting my persistence is also emotion."

Speaking of which.

She smiled sweetly, "I'm not picky, I want all kinds of feelings."