Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 165 The Immortal Immortal Venerable (4)

Linghu Lan waited for the two to disappear, and then waited quietly for a while, and when she was sure that Meng Youlan would not come back, she quickly rushed down the mountain to the place where the fight was fought.

What?
touch ~corpse~body~
She could see clearly that Meng Youlan didn't move the corpse lying on the ground, Feng's family was an aristocratic family, and the things on ordinary children were enough for casual practitioners to practice for a while.

Although Linghu Lan has no experience in cultivating immortals, at least she has been exposed to Xianxia games, and now she can only rely on limited game experience to break through the rivers and lakes.

Linghu Lan was not slow on the road, and when she arrived, she found that someone had already taken the lead.

Linghu Lan's heart was very messy, she felt as if someone had robbed her of the boss.

"Are you touching the dead body?"

"Yeah, you touch it too?"

"coincidence!"

"Yeah, what a coincidence!"

"Then let's touch together?"

"Okay!"

This conversation was inexplicably familiar, Linghu Lan rubbed her head and couldn't remember where she saw it.

She squatted down.

It took a long time to react.

fall!
Did she inherit Su Shijin's IQ?

At this moment, she clearly should drive away the corpse snatcher.

She suddenly stood up again.

"Hey! Little monk."

Yes!

The one who snatched Linghu Lan's body was a seven or eight-year-old monk.

"Benefactor, what's the matter?" The little monk showed a cute smile.

Linghu Lan was instantly lovable.

Help!

This little monk is poisonous.

She held back for a long time, but finally said nothing, and squatted down resentfully: Humph!For the time being, if you are young, my sister will spare you.

She squatted next to a corpse, feeling very entangled in her heart. In the end, my desire to become a fairy prevailed, and she stretched out her hand to touch the chest of the corpse.

only……

Touching her felt something was wrong.

wipe!
Why did she find either useless letters or handkerchiefs?
What the little monk touched out were either blingbling shiny stones, or bottles and jars containing pills.

It's like forming a group to fight the boss together. What others find out is a magic weapon, but what you find out by yourself is the old lady's foot wrap.

The treatment gap is too big!

There is a saying: When you see a nun, you lose every bet.

Is it true that when you see a monk, you will rush to touch it?

The baby is not convinced.

#Calm down the system of making up the knife: Yay!Whoever was a bald-headed nun in the previous dimension, forgot her roots and was struck by lightning! #
Linghu Lan stood up again.

"Little monk!"

"Benefactor, what's the matter?" The little monk showed another cute smile.

Linghu Lan turned her face away, and said uprightly to the air, "Hand over what you touched."

"Benefactor, do you want to rob?"

"That's right, hand it over obediently!"

"Benefactor, it's not right for you to do this." The little monk Baoxiang was dignified, inexplicably possessing the demeanor of an eminent monk.

wipe!
My sister is a monster, no matter what it is right or wrong, my sister just wants to rob.

"Stop talking nonsense, will you pay?"

"Benefactor, the little monk will not be polite if you are like this." The little monk looked serious.

shout!

Sister afraid of you?

"Why are you going to be rude?"

"Hmph!" The little monk sat down on the grass and began to meditate. "The little monk is about to chant sutras!"

Linghu Lan: ...

Why didn't Mao fight?
My sister must have entered a fake fairy world.

The little monk really recited scriptures.

"Namo Amitabha, Dotagata Ye..."

Immediately, his entire face radiated golden light, and the golden light became stronger and stronger, forming a circle of golden light around the little monk, just like the circle Sun Houzi painted for Tang Seng, but the little monk's is a three-dimensional version.

Linghu Lan only felt a pain in the head, and the light circle of the little monk was protective, not aggressive.

but……

The little monk is a Buddhist practitioner.

Linghu Lan is a demon cultivator.

Buddha and demon are natural enemies.

Linghu Languang became dizzy when he heard that scripture, and his IQ dropped several levels.

　Four more.

　　This is the end of today's update, good night, my friends!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)