It’s Too Hard To Die

"Back to seniors, juniors have nothing..."

The little monk was just about to reply, answering that he had nothing to say.

Everything has nothing to do with him, nothing to do with him.

Then, he saw the eyes of his brothers who wanted to kill. . . .

Murderous.

And the gentle and watery eyes of their own teachers and sisters.

And Yang Waner's gesture of cutting his throat.

Now the little monk understands, yes, I can’t pretend, I'm done.

I have to tell the truth.

If you don't tell the truth, just wait to cut the coffin for yourself.

"Huh? What?"

Murong Qianxue saw the little monk's hesitation and stopped.

"Senior Murong, the younger generation said, yes, everything was done by me, and all enemies, enemies and Liangzi were forged by me."

The little monk put on an expression that was more ugly than crying.

"What? You did everything?! What do you mean is that...? You brothers brought the countless enemies you just said just now?"

Murong Qianxue covered her vermilion lips lightly, her eyes filled with surprise.

Can one person provoke so many enemies?

real or fake?

Can you mess up like this?

"Senior Murong, although I don't want to admit it, but yes..."

The little monk admitted that he personally authenticated.

His physique. . . . how to say. . . .

It is easy to attract hatred. . . .

Murong Qianxue:...

"I have heard of this physique, but I have never seen someone as serious as you."

Murong Qianxue looked at the little monk carefully, frowned slightly, and said.

There is a physique that attracts hatred, but there has never been such an obvious and overwhelming example as the little monk.

How can one offend a lot of forces and creatures when they go out?

"Senior Murong, I can assure you that the offending of so many people is absolutely due to physical reasons. I have suffered a lot over the years, tormented, and I am immersed in pain every day."

The little monk's eyes were red, and he wiped his tears.

With the addition of the little monk's figure, it seems like a child is crying, adding a sense of sadness.

What I saw in this scene was really hard for me.

Brother Nangong Yunmo:...

Act, you act.

"But, didn't you just laugh so happily?"

Murong Qianxue showed memories and asked suspiciously.

Just before they met, Murong Qianxue witnessed the scene of the little monk holding his belly and laughing.

Little monk:...

His face suddenly stiffened.

"Haha, Senior Murong, strong smile, just strong smile, you know me, I am more positive energy, I don't want to influence the seniors because of my negative emotions, let alone destroy the warm atmosphere.

So I can only force a smile and borrow to disguise myself. "

The little monk hurriedly replied, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead by the way.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Hearing that, Murong Qianxue did not unconditionally believe what the little monk said, but looked at the little monk with a smile.

You can't pretend to smile from the heart.

At this glance, the little monk who looked at him was flustered, as if he had been seen through.

"Senior Murong, you have to believe me."

The little monk realized that he was in a mess, and quickly rounded it up for himself.

What is certain is that there is absolutely nothing to do with him. There is absolutely no problem with his character, character, moral quality, etc., and no fault can be found.

The above sentence is the self-assessment of the young monk.

"Dogdan, you are nothing, you just owe it."

Just as the little monk's voice fell, another voice suddenly sounded.

Hear this voice. . . .

"Fuck!"

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo jumped, shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"The disciple has seen Master!"

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo bowed their hands one after another.

"The disciple has seen Master."

Liu Zixi's daughters followed Yingyingfu, and they were behaving in a good manner.

"Well, no need to be polite."

With the sound of the sound, a young man walked out of the space.

The visitor is nine feet long, looks dignified, with sword eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, deep black eyes are piercing, and long black hair is not bound by a jade crown, but dancing with the wind, not only does not feel sloppy, but gives people a kind of Unruly evil charm.

He was wearing a snow-white straight-breasted robe, and the drape of the clothes was excellent. The waist was rounded with a wide belt with a white auspicious cloud pattern. Only a piece of excellent jade was hung on it. He walked on the blue cloud boots, which looked clear and flat. It's really elegant.

Standing like a Zhilan Yushu, smiling like a bright moon into the arms.

The person who came was Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai suddenly appeared on the scene, which really shocked the brothers of Nangong Yunmo.

Especially the little monk. . . .

Finished, this time I can't even make up nonsense. . . .

"Sect Master Xiao."

Murong Qianxue got up and gave a slight blessing, nowhere to hide the joy in her eyes.

"Miss Murong, long time no see, long time no see, are you okay?"

Xiao Bai clasped his fists in return.

"Well, it's good, although it's a bit annoying, but it's okay."

Murong Qianxue smiled lightly.

"What's upsetting? If you need my help, you can call me at any time. After all, I still owe you a lot of favor."

Xiao Bai smiled.

"Oh, do you remember this incident? I thought you had forgotten it a long time ago."

Murong Qianxue laughed exaggeratedly.

Obviously, this is damaging Xiao Bai.

However, the beauties smiled.

Murong Qianxue's smiles, anger and anger are all beautiful and touching.

Therefore, Xiao Bai just regarded it as enjoying it.

system:……

What a strange sexual addiction. . . .

People shouldn't. . . . At least not. . . .

"Where did you want to go?" Xiao Bai was full of black lines.

"Host, although I know this kind of personal freedom, no one has the right to interfere, but I still suggest you go to the hospital." The system advises.

Xiao Bai:...

Killing the system is not illegal, right?

It should not be illegal.

"Your grandma is a bear, mute!"

Xiao Bai admitted that he was anxious.

System: Permission Dog!

Can you not afford it?

"Miss Murong, this is a private agreement between the two of us, of course I will not forget it."

After the mute system, Xiao Bai regrouped and looked at Murong Qianxue, staring at each other, and said with a serious smile ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Well, I wrote it down. "

Murong Qianxue nodded.

"It will be useful someday."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" Xiao Bai was a little surprised.

"Of course, I'm pretty sure."

"why?"

"Secret, Sect Master Xiao, please forgive me for not telling me."

Murong Qianxue's red lips lightly opened, her slender fingers pressed against her delicate lips, and she made a silent gesture, and laughed softly.

"Well, I see, that's a shame."

Xiao Bai sighed lightly and sighed slightly exaggeratedly.

"By the way, Sect Master Xiao, why are you here?"

"My intention was to arrange something, and then..."