Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 538 If you don't love me, you go to die 15

  Looking at Jiujiu’s bright smile like the sun, Ci Hang almost subconsciously wanted to agree, but when he thought of the master’s teachings, he shook his head without hesitation: "The little donor laughed."

   "Just kidding?" Jiujiu said in a joking tone: "I never laugh, after all, I'm the one who killed people!"

   Speaking of killing people, Jiujiu made a gesture of drawing a sword to remind Cihang that she had killed Mulberry.

  Ci Hang stood stiffly on the spot, watching Jiujiu without moving for a long time.

  Looking at Ci Hang's dull and silly appearance, Jiu Jiu laughed out loud, pinched a strand of her hair, and ran around her fingertips casually.

  The black, crushed hair strands seem to be twisted around the fingertips, the fingers are white and delicate, and the fingertips are tender pink, like a cinnabar mole, reflecting in Ci Hang's heart.

  Ci Hang looked down to block the surging affection in his eyes, folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently: "Amitabha."

"If the chanting of the Buddha is useful, Mulberry leaves will not die, fool monk." Jiujiu kicked Xiaobai's belly and looked at Cihang and asked, "Do you have a monk named Pudu in Shaolin Temple." "

  Purdue?

   Isn’t Purdue his own master?

  Jiu Jiu ignored the entanglement on Cihang’s face, and continued to ask, “Great monk, if you don’t know me, you can ask someone else.”

  After finishing speaking, no matter what Cihang's reaction, Jiu Jiu patted Xiao Bai's buttocks, and Xiao Bai, who was connected with Jiu Jiu, raised his hoof and ran forward.

  "Why did the little benefactor find Master Purdue?" Cihang hurriedly ran lightly to keep up with Jiujiu.

  Jiu Jiu drank Xiao Bai, turned his head to look at Ci Hang curiously, and blinked, "Do you know Purdue?"

Ci Hang's face is still holy, his black eyes are as deep as the deep sea, and he calmly said: "It's the little monk's master. The little benefactor hasn't said yet, why are you looking for Master Purdue?"

  "Your Master!" Jiujiu sighed, half surprised and half emotional: "I said I'm here to kill, you said I'm looking for Purdue."

  Hearing Jiu Jiu said that he would kill Purdue, Cihang's eyelids dangled, but his face was still calm, just persuading: "Although the little benefactor has a high martial arts, it is slightly inferior to the Purdue master."

  This is to remind Jiujiu that she cannot beat Purdue.

  Jiu Jiu originally thought that he would be angry when he said that he wanted to kill Purdue Cihang, but who knew that this fool was not angry, but reminded himself that he could not beat Purdue, which is really intriguing.

  Faced with Cihang’s concern, Jiu Jiu just chuckled and said with a smile, “You don’t have to worry about it, and you can wait for Pudu's body to be collected at that time.”

  This time Xiaobai ran ahead again, Jiujiu did not look back, and Cihang did not catch up.

  At night.

   Jiujiu sat on the treetops on the mountainside, looking at the moonlight in the sky, feeling a little lonely and sad.

  I don’t know how long it will be, how long it will be before she can bring Ain back. It’s really annoying.

  Fortunately, there are Xiaobai and Baozi, otherwise she will be crazy.

   Jiujiu rubbed the bun’s small head and used the branches to spread the formation around him, and then fell asleep leaning against the treetop.

  In the early morning of the next day, I opened my eyes and raised my hands, only to find that my shoulder was covered with a yellowish monk robe, and I lowered my head.

  Ci Hang was sitting on the ground wearing a single shirt and noticed that Jiu Jiu was awake. Ci Hang raised his head and looked at Jiu Jiu, with a very faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "Little donor, good morning."

"Oh, what a coincidence, great monk." Jiu Jiu moved lightly from the tree and threw the monk's robe on Ci Hang, condescendingly watching Ci Hang, who was still meticulous even if he was sitting on the ground, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. , But his eyes were full of mockery: "I remember I didn't invite you to come to me, right? Also, you destroyed my formation?"

  "Amitabha Buddha." Cihang looked at Jiujiu and said gently: "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless. Listening to the poor monk's persuasion, the little benefactor will turn his head back."

  Jiu Jiu blinked her big, still misty eyes, and looked at Ci Hang: "Even if he kills my mother and kills my master, I will let him go?"

   "Little donors don't want to talk nonsense." There was a wave on Cihang Gujing Wubo's face, and he denied: "My master is compassionate, how can you kill your mother and master? There must be a misunderstanding."

  "Misunderstanding?" Jiujiu snorted coldly, "What is misunderstanding? I say that Purdue kills people as misunderstanding. Is it true that Purdue kills people in front of you?"

Jiujiu chuckled, "Great monk, do you dare to make a bet with me? If I win, you will go with me. If I lose, I will roll back to Miaojiang. If you don’t step into the Central Plains, you how about?"

   Ci Hang's lips trembled, and he did not nod or shake his head.

  Jiu Jiu chuckled and whispered a few words in Cihang's ear.

  Jiu Jiu raised his head after speaking, but was surprised to find that Ci Hang blushed.

  Because the monk has no hair to cover, Ci Hang's blush is particularly obvious, especially those two ears, a few drops of blood in the sun.

  Because since the two met until now, Cihang has always treated her unsmilingly. Jiu Jiu originally thought that Cihang was meaningless to him, but now it seems that it is not.

Jiujiu pretended to be frivolous and breathed in Cihang’s ears, and said softly, "Great monk, I think you have a handsome face. If you still marry me as your wife, I will not kill Pudu. What do you think? ."

  As if being hit by an electric current, Ci Hang retreated quickly, even his neck was red to the end, his eyes were dodging without looking at Jiujiu, and he waved his hands again and again: "No."

   "Why not? Your Master Purdue became a monk and he still eats meat and plays with women. Why is it impossible to come to you?"

  Hearing that Jiu Jiu said about Purdue, Cihang’s flushed cheeks instantly became cold. Although his heartbeat was still fast, his emotions had calmed down, and he whispered, “Little donors don’t want to talk nonsense.”

   Jiujiu snorted coldly, and shook her head to the side of Xiaobai: "Believe it or not, I'm going to kill Purdue anyway, and you want you to take care of me."

Seeing Jiujiu's pretty appearance, Ci Hang sighed. Although he is a monk, all beings should be equal, but the spring breeze wrinkles the spring water. When he saw Jiujiu, his heart was no longer the same as before. All are equal.

  Zi Hang walked to Jiu Jiu's side, took the reins, and said as he walked forward: "Little donor, why do you have to kill my master."

   "Then why do you have to be a monk?"

   Ci Hang looked down: "The little monk is an abandoned baby, adopted by his master since he was a child."

  "So you are going to be a monk?" Jiujiu smiled slightly: "Then I was adopted by the master since I was a child and I haven't been a swordsman."

Thinking of Yunze, the kind old man who was considerate to his day shift but failed to end well, Jiujiu sighed involuntarily, kicked Xiaobai’s buttocks, and said indifferently: "Great monk, why do you just Don't you want to believe me?"

  "The little monk didn’t believe in you, the little benefactor, but it’s impossible for my master..."

  (End of this chapter)