Chapter 2695: It's just a pink skull

  Chapter 2695 It's just a pink skull

   "They originally refused to borrow it, but I told them about the Buddhism. They were influenced by my Dharma, so they gave me this book." Master Yijie said with a smile.

   "..." Gu Fenghua staggered and almost fell directly from the cloud.

  It seems that the most powerful aspect of this master of Yijie might not be his cultivation of the emperor's holy realm, but his boundless Dharma.

   "What happened later?" Lorne asked.

   "Later, I read it a few times and felt that the person who can write such a masterpiece must be spiritual, intelligent, and destined to my Buddha, so I can see the truth." Master Yijie said solemnly.

   "Uh..." Gu Fenghua and several others retched at the same time. In front of Ye Wu-Se's face, they couldn't say much, but dog blood is dog blood. I really don't know where he came to the conclusion that spiritual wisdom is destined to my Buddha?

   "You don't want to see what the so-called Fairy Qingchi looks like?" Lorne tilted his head and looked at Master Yijie suspiciously.

"Ahem, the poor monk is a monk, how could he have such thoughts. A woman, in the eyes of the poor monk, nothing more than a pink skull, the poor monk just wants to see his roots of wisdom." Master Yi Jie put his hands together and put out He looked like an eminent monk, but his neck was red.

  Well, there is no need to explain, Gu Fenghua and a few people already understand it. Just as Ye Wu-Se was so affectionate for the girl Xianchi at the beginning, this master of Yijie also moved his heart toward Fairy Qingchi.

  I have to admit that it’s hard to say whether Ye Wu-se has a buddha relationship, but the two masters are really predestined, and even this mortal heart moves exactly the same. It's just that Master Yi Jie was lucky and found Ye Wu-Se, but what Ye Wu-Se found was Uncle Squeezing Feet.

"I think, let's hurry up." Although Gu Fenghua and the others didn't say much, Ye Wu-Se noticed the joking smile in their eyes, and how could he not know what they were thinking, in his mind. , The wretched face of the uncle's feet appeared again, blushing, speeding up and flying forward.

  ……

  A few days after Gu Fenghua and others left, Qingshuanggu returned to the dead silence of the past.

  Two human shadows cross the sky like a meteor and fall into the valley.

  "Master, didn't you say that you want to see Brother Mangshan, what are you doing here?" a young man asked puzzledly.

  If Gu Fenghua is here, he can recognize at a glance, this young man is Duan Yixing, Qingyun Jun envoy Duan Qingyun’s closed disciple.

   And the middle-aged man next to him who seems to be more than 40 years old with a grim face is naturally Qingyun Jun’s envoy Duan Qingyun.

   "I found his Soul Qi machine a few days ago, it should be nearby, why isn't it here now?" Duan Qingyun frowned and said in confusion.

   "Maybe Brother Manshan has something else to do, and he may have left, but that is not necessarily true." Duan Yixing guessed. The valley was lifeless and made him feel very uncomfortable.

   "He was seriously injured by Lu Wuding's old man, and he finally found a place to stay, how could he leave easily." Duan Qingyun shook his head and said.

  "Where did he go?" Duan Yixing looked around and said to himself.

  Duan Qingyun stopped talking, and slowly made a few handprints. The sky was originally shining with the sun, and the clouds were overcast for a moment, and a black air appeared in the valley. Gradually, it condensed into an old figure, a sword light, which was sinking into his chest, and the old figure followed. It disappeared.

  (End of this chapter)