Monks can also return to vulgarity!
The law of heaven stipulates that if you become a monk, you cannot fall in love and get married
Leng Yumo's heart was full of twists and turns, but her face was serious and unusually serious.
A pair of heavy eyes made Lu Junjia lower his head guiltyly, not daring to make trouble anymore.
Only then did Leng Yumo look at Jing Yuan, with pleading eyes in her eyes: "Little monk, can you do it?"
She thought about it.
If the little monk said it couldn't be done, or didn't want to get along with her alone, he had to think of another reason to send the light bulb away.
Well, the word light bulb is still from the mouth of evil spirits.
As for whether the little monk can do it.
Leng Yumo didn't think about this question at all.
Jing Yuan quickly replied to her: "Amitabha, please wait a moment."
As soon as the words fell, another slender and powerful hand had replaced Leng Yumo's hand, grabbed Lu Junjia's collar and disappeared in place.
Leng Yumo blinked.
Why did she feel that the little monk's voice seemed very happy just now
Is it an illusion
Leng Yumo pursed her lips and gently raised the corners of her lips.
She took out the healing elixir and swallowed it, and sat cross-legged in meditation.
In fact, what he told Lu Junjia was not all lies.
During the battle with Jiaolong, she did hear a distant and hazy voice.
There seems to be a familiar breath coming from the bottom of the sea.
At this time, she was meditating intently, and the surroundings became quiet.
That voice came to my ears leisurely again.
"... The red lotus seizes the soul, and the soul dies without sorrow..."
"I only wish that the soul of Wushang will stay in the world forever, and will not disperse or perish."
No Palace!
This was the old voice she had heard in the Palace of Infinity.
Could it be that this [Huntian Cave Mansion], this seabed also has the Wushang Palace
Leng Yumo suddenly opened her eyes.
Then he met a pair of dark eyes.
The little monk was about to grab her hand, not knowing whether to heal her wounds or check her physical condition.
And because of Leng Yumo's waking up and her body suddenly leaning forward.
The distance between the two suddenly became extremely close.
Close to the cold feather foam, I can feel the man's warm and humid breath blowing on my lips.
Everything around seemed to be silent.
The two just held hands like this, staring at each other, close at hand.
Until Leng Yumo whispered: "You came back so soon?"
It wasn't until Jing Yuan came to his senses that he took several steps back almost in embarrassment.
It took a while to stabilize my mind, lowered my eyes, and said in a low voice: "Benefactor Lu is sleeping in a safe place, and when there is a gap in the barrier of the cave, he will leave here automatically."
"Who asked him." Leng Yumo smiled lightly, "I mean, what are you doing in such a hurry to come back? You're even short of breath? Is it because you're worried that I'm in danger here alone?"
Jing Yuan's face turned red to the ears.
Leng Yumo looked at the embarrassed look of the little monk, and the more she watched it, the more she liked it.
She dragged her cheeks, admiring the young monk's handsome eyebrows and eyes, and the delicate flawless, red skin, and said softly: "Hey, little monk, I was outside the soul-cultivating pool that day, and I clearly saw you come back. , Why did you run away suddenly? Is it really just to talk nonsense to me?"
Jing Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Leng Yumo was a little disappointed: "Is it really just to talk nonsense to me?"
Jing Yuan looked up at her, trying to calm down, but the tense hand on his side betrayed his current mood.
"Is that man hugging you your real husband?"