Versatile Mage

"Which is complicated and uncomplicated, nothing more than my brother did something that I am sorry for, my brother and I have not done it, and if I don't kill him, he will definitely try his best to deal with me. "Zhao Manyan said.

"Change me to be your brother, you do such a thing, I will try my best to deal with you." Wu bitter said very seriously.

"Not what you think, monk, I am really in love with my brother's fiancee." Zhao Manyan said.

"Do you listen to what you said, like a person? Little brother, I may not be able to persuade you otherwise. I am a sinister person. In the chaotic relationship between men and women, I am a person who cares for the Buddha." You can definitely judge you. You know three or six holes." Wu said.

"Monk, you are a bit broad, and Lao Tzu is not Chen Haonan."

"Chen Haonan's family is good because of drugs, you have no medicine, and two are not strong. For that moment, people have lost the minimum family ethics. Forget it, forget it, you don't advise you to teach, you When the species enters our Black Holy See, they may kill their brothers and sisters." Wu bitterly folded his hands and recited an Ami Buddha.

Zhao Manyan’s face was full of anger.

Why are these people not convinced themselves?

Self and Shan Xia are really soul mate, and her hobbies, tacit understanding, even very subtle things have a great resonance, how can this be not sincere!

"We don't want to deviate from the topic. You are not a monk who is confusing. You tell me, I am a killer, or leave him a life, I am hiding in Tibet?" Zhao Manyan said.

"From your standpoint, if you want to win the love of others, then it will be clean and neat to give away your brother. This is also in line with the behavior of our Black Holy See. People do not destroy themselves." Wu bitterly touched his sleeves. Road.

"You are not saying that the purpose of your Black Holy See is actually to understand the salvation?" Zhao Manyan asked.

"We are discussing your family problem now, and you should not be biased." Wu bitter retorted.

"Well, well, in fact, I have not said anything to anyone, and I don't know who to tell." Zhao Manyan said with a smile.

"This is so, a lot of words should not be said to relatives, afraid that they are worried, a lot of words can not tell friends, they are different from your situation after all, the stranger is the most authentic, people's hardships Kind, can be less than one or two complaints, or why the incense in the temple is so prosperous in this year," Wu said.

"Monk, I think you still have a bit of a way. Why do you want to save the saying that you don't even believe in yourself? If you want to open a temple, I will invest in you. What you have to do every day is to give people a sleep. It's better. What do you do now in the Black Holy See, earning money to sell cabbage, selling white | pink heart." Zhao Manyan proposed.

"If the old man met the donor earlier, he did not accurately make a monk in the temple, help people calculate the marriage, and listen to people who can't complain of the suffering..." Wu said.

"It’s still too late. If you don’t do anything this time, it’s the same as Purdue. I can tell you about Mo Fan and Mu Bai, let them put down the past grievances and allow you to be a real monk.” Zhao Manyan said.

"It's hard, it's hard." Wu bitterly shook his head.

"How can it be difficult? Listen to the brothers and I will persuade them to lay down the knife and become a Buddha." Zhao Manyan said.

"It is a fate to meet this with the donor. I will stay for another ten minutes in a minute and give you a few paragraphs of verses." Wu said.

"When you read the verses, Lao Tzu is not dead." Zhao Manyan dissatisfied.

As soon as the voice fell, the rocky duel filled around the two began to desert, and the seemingly hard stones were scattered by the wind.

The sand dust floated in the rain, and the huge rock battlefield exploded. At the same time, two men wearing black and black and blue raincoats stood by Wu.

The raincoat duo had a cold chill on the body, like two pieces of ice that kept emitting coldness. Their eyes were as calm and fierce as the cheetah staring at Zhao Manyan.

"My hand is down, little brother, you are afraid that you can't live. The old man is keeping his promise, and the scriptures are absolutely illuminating." Wu smiled and looked like an old traitor.

"Bald monk, I am dealing with you, but you count me!" Zhao Manyan yelled.

"The problem you are upset is actually very simple. You are here today, your mother will not be sad, your brother does not know that you are green, continue to be happy to marry your nephew, and then you can still serve you under Huang Quan. Old father, is it all perfect at once?" Wu smiled and said, like a crazy monk who made a wish.

Zhao Manyan stepped back a few steps and looked nervous.

"Go well." Wu Kui smiled at Zhao Manyan.

And Zhao Manyan said so much, Wu Kui is nothing more than delaying time, so that his own men will come over to support themselves.

On the battle, he is really not very good at it. The killing of this kind of thing is still given to the people under the hand to do something.

"You are also good." Zhao Manyan responded.

Wu Kui didn't understand too much at first, thinking that Zhao Manyan was free and easy before he died, but he soon felt that there was something stabbing like a drill.

Wu Kui quickly stunned and took the black and red raincoat next to him.

The black-red raincoat also did not respond, and was directly stabbed by a Thunder electric drill, and a large area of ​​blood was sprayed.

"Bastard!!"

Another raincoat man was furious and turned sharply to stare at the soaked young magician.

"You are not qualified to bark in front of me!"

Mo Fan converts shadow magic.

I saw a dark chain flying at the speed of the black and blue raincoat, and directly tied his neck.

A heavy pull, the barbs in the dark shadow chain stretched out!

The front end of the chain opened a black thorn ball, and the tip of the thorn ball penetrated the body of the raincoat.

The neck, chest, arms, and back are all penetrated, like a prisoner who accepts the sword.

The chain barbs still hang his body. With Mofan, the raincoats were discarded like garbage in the mud.

"Monk, not only you are waiting for delays and other support. I can't kill you, my brother can!" Zhao Manyan reveals a mouthful of white teeth, the same old traitor.

Everyone is an adult. How can you change your faith by a few words?

It’s nothing more than delaying the time and waiting for the brethren to come and can trap this black chapel for two hours. Zhao Manyan is very good enough!

Wu bitterly confused, he can feel that Mo Fan is like a demon in his body, is waking up little by little.