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Chapter 248: Night Exploration of Secrets (5)
"It's violent enough." Shui Long smiled when she saw a gap was blown out of the top of her head, "I like it."

This sentence "I like it" was heard by Changsun Rongji, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but hooked up.When he landed next to Shuilong, his expression was calm again.

Shui Long was too lazy to complain, he put on a show, and said quietly, "Serious illness just happens to be so energetic."

Changsun Rongji reached out and clasped her chin, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Ah Long thinks I've been fooled once, and I'll be fooled a second time?" Don't think he will feel guilty about pretending to be sick again!

Shuilong blinked and smiled at him.

Changsun Rongji shrank his pupils, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that Shuilong had escaped his control.

She actually used a beauty trick!
Eldest Sun Rongji hummed softly in his heart, thinking about how to educate this little firefox after returning home.

At this time, two figures entered from the hole he bombed out, knelt down on one knee towards the grandson Rongji, "Master."

Chang Sun Rong glanced at the woman with a cold face, "Take her with you."

Without further ado, the two walked to the woman's side, as if they couldn't smell the stench from her body at all, they lifted her up quickly and skillfully.

Seeing this, Shuilong once again sighed: Changsun Rongji is a person who knows how to enjoy life and is capable of enjoying life. The coolies carry it with them.

"Now is the time to be in a daze?" Changsun Rongji's teaching words sounded.

Shui Long replied casually: "Isn't it because you are here?"

Although he knew that Shuilong's words were perfunctory, Changsun Rongji still enjoyed listening to it, and naturally forgave her a series of previous mistakes, "Very good."

I don't know whether it's good that she has such an idea, or that she answered it well.

After returning to the ground from the basement, I realized that this place is no longer in the Minglian Temple, but in a mountain forest where the trees are not too dense.

At this time, the mountains and forests were already surrounded, and the bald monks holding swords all seemed to be against harmony.

"Why did the two benefactors break into Minglian Temple at night?" Among the monks, a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow cassock came forward with a compassionate face, and performed a Buddhist ceremony to Shuilong and Changsun Rongji, " Amitabha, the person in the hands of the benefactor is a sinner of my Buddha, I hope the benefactor can return her to... ah!"

His words were interrupted by a sudden stone.

This stone is impartial, and it hits the benevolent face of the middle-aged monk.

Shuilong looked at eldest grandson Rongji innocently, "I don't know why, but looking at his face makes my feet itch."

Chang Sun Rong's extremely indifferent face did not tense after all, he smiled and said: "If your feet are itchy, just step on it twice more and it won't itch."

Shui Long's eyes lit up, "Di Yanye is the one who knows me."

Changsun Rongji was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Looking at Ah Long's face, my hands are very itchy."

These words turned out to be before the theft of Shuilong.

Shui Long raised her eyebrows, "Scratch your hands more if it itches."

"I want to pinch." Changsun Rongji said frankly.

He quickly reached out and pinched Shui Long's face.

With a sound of "pa", Shuilong dodged sideways and slapped his hands away at the same time.

Chang Sun Rongji squinted his eyes, but the interest in his eyes became more intense, and he walked towards her relentlessly.

The group of monks who didn't know whether it was real or fake were all stunned.What's going on here, before the people on their side started to fight, the opponent's side started fighting first?
"Damn it!" the middle-aged monk held his bleeding nose and yelled, "You want to flirt and go to hell! Are you bullying us monks!?"

Shuilong looked at the middle-aged monk in surprise, seeing his expression of embarrassment turned into anger, she smiled.Yo, this is still a talent.

This smile not only stunned the middle-aged monk, but also angered the eldest grandson Rongji.

The middle-aged monk's face turned red suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he resumed his original compassionate expression, clasped his hands together, and said to the group of monks behind him in a righteous and majestic manner: "Boys, there is an important task falling on your heads now. The woman in front of me is the reincarnation of an evildoer, if she is allowed to walk in the world, it will cause disasters and cause catastrophe in the world."

The monks have different expressions, some are shocked and serious, some are shocked and suspicious, and some are speechless and distorted.

The middle-aged monk yelled suddenly, "Take her in! Take her in quickly! Take this monster into my Buddhism and Buddhism, and I will personally... no, personally educate... ah!"

A huge suction force sucked the middle-aged monk in front of Changsun Rongji, and seemed to hit an invisible wall halfway, causing the middle-aged monk to cry out in pain, fell to the ground and howled, and did not get up for a while.

The eldest grandson Rongji said to Shui Long: "Ah Long stepped on."

Shuilong lowered her head and looked at the middle-aged monk, who happened to meet the eyes of the middle-aged monk who was sneaking over.That look... I have to say, it's really wretched.

"Demon girl, don't be rampant!"

Shuilong squinted and smiled.

The middle-aged monk's eyes became more and more fiery, and two nosebleeds flowed slowly. Accompanied by his upright expression, not to mention Shuilong's itchy feet, even the group of monks behind felt a bit ashamed.

"Demon...demon..."

This time he hadn't cursed yet, Shui Long kicked his face on his face, only heard a wail, when Shui Long retracted his foot, a footprint had been left on the middle-aged monk's face.

The middle-aged monk seemed to be still in a daze, and his gaze was aimed at Shuilong's skirt.

This gaze is obscure, and few people notice it.

"Demon girl, let go of the host!" A young monk roared angrily, with an angry look on his face.

Shuilong glanced at him, and could tell that the young monk was still a fan of the middle-aged monk.She smiled lightly, and asked softly to the middle-aged monk, "Does it look good?"

"Ah... I didn't see clearly." The middle-aged monk said regretfully.

Shui Long asked: "What didn't you see clearly?"

The middle-aged monk was still regretful, "Under the skirt...uh!" He came back to his senses, and looked at Shuilong sadly and angrily, "The witch! The witch is hurting me! Amitabha..."

It's just that this time, no matter how Amitabha he is, his words have been clearly heard by everyone.

The little monk who had protected him before, this time the anger on his face became stronger, and there was a hint of hatred for iron, and the same sadness and indignation in his eyes.

Disillusionment or something, for hardcore fans, the blow is indeed quite big.Shuilong thought irresponsibly.

A huge pulling force came out of nowhere, and when Shuilong regained consciousness, she found that she had been imprisoned in her arms by the eldest grandson Rongji.

With a cold expression on his face, he straightened her skirt with one hand, and kicked the middle-aged monk mercilessly with the other.

"Ow!"

(End of this chapter)