After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 634 Little monk, get out of the way

Before Chongyang left, he said that this person was an old friend of the princess.

With the sound of a horseshoe rattling, a white figure slowly came into everyone's eyes.

She galloped forward and reined in the reins as she passed him.

She looked down at him, and he looked up at her.

Li Cang's dull eyes shrank suddenly when he saw her, and something warm suddenly broke the embankment at this moment.

Her face was fair, her eyes were as clear as a spring of clear blood, and she exuded a faint enchantment.

She was dressed in a white brocade dress, with a belt with wandering flowers on her waist, and a short sword in her hand. On the hilt of the sword, there were complicated patterns painted on it, which was lifelike.

Under the setting sun, it looks a little bright.

Seeing the sudden tears of the monk in front of him, Yin Jiuqing was slightly stunned for a moment.

Is this... frightened by her?

Frowning slightly, her eyes fell on him again.

The young monk in front of him, dressed in clean robes, stood alone in front of the formation, like a qiongzhi tree, planted among the green mountains and green waters, to capture the essence of the world.

It is also like the beautiful Kunlun jade, falling in the southeast corner, exuding a faint brilliance, a natural charm, all in the eyebrows, all kinds of emotions in life, all piled up in the corners of the eyes.

One stood on the back of the horse, the other stood on the ground, one bowed his head, and the other raised his head, looking at each other like this.

Yin Jiuqing's bright red lips evoked an evil smile, she leaned over slightly, her brows were as coquettish as a painting.

Under Li Cang's gaze, her bright red lips parted slightly, "Little monk, don't get in the way!"

Li Cang fiercely held back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes again, his face was beautiful and his eyes were gentle.

Under Yin Jiuqing's gaze, he slowly raised his hand and gently placed it on her cheek.

The lovesickness and depression for a long time suddenly burst like a river and sea when he saw her.

He has been in this world of mortals for many years, he has been a Living Buddha revered by the world, and he has also been condemned by thousands of people, thinking that he has tasted all the sweetness and pain.

However, when she looked down at him, she realized that this was the world.

Yin Jiuqing straightened up and escaped from Li Cang's palm.

His hands froze in mid-air like this, and he looked at her in confusion.

The indifference in her eyes hurt his eyes and his heart.

Xiao Jiu, don't you know him?
Yin Jiuqing stared straight ahead coldly with her clear eyes, and the words that came out of her lips were extremely indifferent.

"As a monk, you should live in a temple in the mountains, sit on a lotus platform, and come out to make trouble!"

Her words suddenly reminded him of the time when the two met again in Kyoto.

She said: Since you have become a monk, you should stay in Buddhist temples and ancient temples. Why do you want to enter the turbulent Kyoto? Why, you are also obsessed with the prosperity of this Kyoto like us ordinary people?
Li Cang stared at her in a daze, his hoarse voice seemed to be filled with unbearable grief, "The lotus platform can be a spirit, and it can transform a person's real body, so that a person can become a Buddha."

Seeing his sad appearance, Yin Jiuqing frowned even tighter.

It was the first time she had seen a monk and could have so many emotions.

"But to the young monk, the lotus platform is like a cocoon. Sitting on it, it will only become tighter and tighter."

He looked at her weepingly with a pair of clear eyes, and the knuckles were white with the hands under the sleeves.

The three guards watched this scene from a distance and couldn't help sighing.

Leaving Cang is really bitter.

The young master can slaughter all the people in the world for the person in his heart, but he will kill Li Cang who stands in her way and has forgotten for Yan Jingchao.

(End of this chapter)