A bead is broken.
The power of blood from the heart once again purifies the darkness on the Buddha's bones.
The gate of hell slowly closed again.
Ning Chen saw that the shadow had completely disappeared.
He just waved, and the beads became a string again and hung on his wrist.
He stepped out slowly.
The Devil's Tower is empty.
Only the chains that locked the big demon fell in the darkness, silently.
Ning Chen returned to the door of the meditation room and looked at the empty meditation room.
He narrowed his eyes and went to Lingchi again.
I didn't see that little figure.
He began to slowly, carefully, step by step all over the temple.
No…
Where did you go
Ning Chen looked at the temple gate and ran out
Bai Weiwei washed her hands and felt that it was not clean, so she asked the system for strong soap.
After washing her fingers wrinkled, she said with satisfaction: "These robbers are not human, are they so embarrassed?"
Essence is as black as cinders.
There is no one good person.
The system took out the abacus and counted, "Thirteen plus fifty-one, there are sixty-four in total, and there are still thirty-six people left."
Bai Weiwei wiped her hands and ran in the direction of the temple.
"There's no way, there's not enough time, I'll be suspicious if the monk can't find it when he comes out, and the remaining robbers will find a chance in the future."
The branch line didn't know why she was asked to kill 100 people.
It seems that the small watch of the branch line has been mining since.
The branch line is even more unscrupulous.
If you can pick up the essence of the branch line.
It is estimated that the spirit is darker than that of the robber.
Just as Bai Weiwei came to the door of the Zen room, the system said, "The male protagonist is back."
She paused and adjusted her state quickly, not expecting the monk to come back so soon.
She wasn't afraid that she had murdered herself.
The fear is that not a hundred were found.
Because once found, it is not easy to kill in the future.
Even the wicked.
Monk Ning's old-fashioned way of thinking will probably look down on her too.
Let her have no chance to start.
If the branch line is not completed, she will not dare to brush her favorability.
Without a deeper favorability, Monk Ning would not let her go.
That's a deadlock.
The time to be determined may suddenly flow in one day.
Bai Weiwei stepped into the door and saw Ning Chen standing by the table with scattered scriptures under her snow-white fingertips.
He was slowly gathering up the jumbled scriptures.
Ning Chen heard footsteps and was about to turn back.
Bai Weiwei had already rushed over, hugged him with both hands, and rubbed his back hard.
"Monk, you are back, have you figured out that you are going to marry me?"
All questions are summed up in this question.
Ning Chen seemed a little dazed, "Becoming... a relative?"
These two words were so unfamiliar to him that it seemed like he had never heard them before.
Bai Weiwei suddenly frowned, and after letting go of him, she turned and sat on the table.
By the way, he packed up the scriptures and sat in a mess again.
She reached out and tapped his chest.
"Monk, you won't deny it, you did that to me, and you're going to pretend to be nothing, you're not a human being."
She had a serious expression and a serious look of righteous indignation.
As if he did something heinous.
Ning Chen only felt a heat in his chest, he paused for breath, and immediately took a few steps back calmly.
Want to explain something.
But thinking of something, his eyelashes drooped, and he was silent again.
Bai Weiwei smiled and moved forward, holding his shoulders with both hands, exhaling and becoming seductive like an orchid.
"Monk, am I delicious?"