Scrap Wife

Chapter 477 The wind is surging (19)

A lazy voice sounded slowly, "Then how many monsters are there in our Sunset Forest?"

"This……"

A low laugh sounded slowly, indescribably tempting, just like the whispers of a lover.

"No hurries?"

"Master, those humans are too arrogant!!!"

"Go down..."

"Owner!"

"Ok?"

"Don't dare..."

He stood up slowly, the red robe set off his face like jade, like a hot and coquettish flame.

As the breeze blew, the broken hair fluttered slightly around her ears, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, evoking a strange arc.

Laughing, but not like smiling.

……

Bei Xinglan and the little monk took a look around where the Shenyue Temple was staying, and found that their team had grown stronger in just a few hours!

When encountering monsters with high cultivation bases, they will send out Murong Jun and Jin Huai to attack them, what's more, the two forces.

Just because they were afraid of alarming those two forces, Bei Xinglan and the others didn't get too close.

"It can't go on like this!" The little monk frowned.

"It's so lawless, why does the master of the setting sun forest let them mess around?" Zhu Gonggong said angrily.

"Since Shenyue Palace dares to do this, it is natural to be prepared. I guess the old guy from Shenyue Palace is also here..." Bei Xinglan murmured.

"We'd better stay away, it's not good to be discovered..."

Bei Xinglan and the others had just returned to the place where they stayed before, when a figure suddenly appeared.

Zhu Gonggong's eyeballs almost fell to the ground, and he opened his mouth wide, "He he he he—"

The little one-horned snake got into Bei Xinglan's sleeve as quickly as possible and hid it.

The little monk was suddenly alert!
Bei Xinglan turned around slowly, and saw the strange man who had taken Jun Qingyi away.

"My name is Qianmo."

This is the first sentence the other party said.

"I don't care what you call a devil, bring back Master Uncle!" the little monk said angrily.

Qian Mo narrowed his beautiful peach eyes slightly, and touched his chin with one hand, only then did Bei Xinglan realize that a strand of hair by his ear blocked a ruby ​​earring on his left ear.

The color is blood red, with a strange luster, but it is like the person Qian Mo, so it makes people feel that he is both good and evil.

"He is your grand uncle, and you know, what is his identity?" Qian Mo said slowly.

The little monk was taken aback, what identity?
The monks of their temple!

"The monk is just his simple identity...haha..." Qian Mo lowered his eyes, smiling charmingly.

"What are you trying to say!?" Bei Xinglan suddenly frowned and asked.

Qianmo raised his eyelids, staring at Bei Xinglan with obsidian eyes, "I want to play a game with you..."

"Game!?" Zhu Gonggong suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"The rules of the game..." His words paused, but he came to Bei Xinglan in an instant. He was so close that even Bei Xinglan didn't realize it. When she regained consciousness, her body froze suddenly, and she saw Light ink raised her chin with his index finger.

"You guys should know what Shenyue Palace is doing, don't you?" His words were full of jokes, and his peach blossom eyes were full of ambiguous attitudes, making it impossible to see what his true emotions were.

"The rules of the game are like this, kill them, no matter what method you use, if you can't kill them, you have to die, and he has to die..."

The little monk took a deep breath.

"how can that be!"

(End of this chapter)