Vol 2 Chapter 14: : Soul Ferry Huang Quan: I have something that I want to protect with my life

"But Meng Po?" Wuming was another beautiful woman who pierced Su Jin's heart and raised her eyes to tears and pears. Watch 1 Yarn 3 Chinese Website
Meng Qi opened his mouth and exposed the fangs between his teeth. His graceful figure suddenly turned into a giant snake, biting fiercely to the unknown.
"boom."
The unnamed body jumped up and released the dazzling Jinhui, manifesting the Arahant gold body, slap it on the head of the snake, and fiercely hit the huge snake body back.
"Meng Qi, are you crazy? Didn't I remind you that he is an Arahant who can kill Meng Po!" Su Jin, who was reborn, was mad, and flew to Meng Po in the air, scolding him.
The snake's skull cracked under the diamond palm of Arahant, and blood was flowing. There was pain in her eyes, but her eyes were gentle.
She gently scratched Su Jin's chest with her head, and her blood was stained with white clothes, and she felt a hint of warmth.
Countless years.
At that time, her love had begun, but she was deceived by a traitor and killed her for a lifetime. Her heart was cold, her soul fell into the boundless darkness, and she suffered from day to day.
Later, she had thirty-seven, so she had the motivation to continue to live. In this barren sea of ​​eight hundred li, the mother and daughter depend on each other.
She is vicious, she is vicious, she kills and eats ghosts, and she is capricious. She is the famous viper woman in the underworld. People are horrified by her viciousness while she looks at her beauty.
She thought it would be like this in her life. In the future, find a sincere relationship for the foolish Sanqi, find a person who can take care of her for life, and let her out of these eight hundred miles. And myself, guarding the sky and sand, slowly getting old.
Pooh Meng, Pooh Meng, isn't it just old-fashioned dragon bell, with a stunted body and a wind candle?
But she did not expect that she would meet that person at that time. Watch 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Network
She clearly remembered that day, Huang Quan had a strong wind, and her body suffered a dark injury, her painful liver and intestines were broken, and she died of pain. Everything was so painful, the boundless darkness was like purgatory, engulfing her little snake.
Afraid that the silly girl in Sanqi was worried, she did not dare to go out, and could only lock herself in the room, lay on the bed, roll in pain, and her body became a human figure for a while, and then became a giant snake.
Just as she painfully wanted to die, she suddenly smelled a sweet smell.
Human soul has no taste. Only the fairy soul can emit such sweet taste.
At that time, she wanted to eat him.
So, holding back the pain, she opened the door and went out.
At this time, the person in her eyes should be a lecherous romantic seed, and the light that swelled in her eyes was the kind of light she hated.
Somehow, in the face of this disgusting light, she turned out to be ecstatic. Since the other person is not a good person, he will not have any psychological burden if he eats him.
However, to her surprise, this man is really a gentleman, a ... strange gentleman.
Not to mention Wenrunruyu, it's a bad smell, especially bad mouth.
Mouth smells bad.
Under normal circumstances, such a person would not be looked at by her at all. If she couldn't eat it, she would be killed. Never thought that this man would be immortal.
Helpless, she took him in.
His arrival added endless color to the quiet and lonely life of the two women.
Since then, every day, she was hurt by his angry heart, spleen and lungs. The most maddening thing is that he couldn't kill him!
Days passed.
The man was idle, but he did not care about the ugliness of Sanqi, and would hold the little Sanqi in his arms and tell her a story in the stormy night.
The man had a bad temper and belonged to firecrackers. He would explode at any time, but no matter how big a fire broke out, he just scolded his own bastards, prodigals, and a fool she couldn't understand. Scars. Not even, angry with Xiao Sanqi. So that the dead girl quickly switched to the camp, and saw that she was scolded, but she did not respond ...
If 800 miles of Huangquan is always as cold as a knife, the wind and rain will be dark. But as long as he and the dead girl Sanqi are there, then it won't be cold again, right?
Even if she knew it, he didn't like himself.
And I don't deserve him ...
...
"Meng Po, I can't help you, and the next life will be repaid." The boundless memories are like dream bubbles, like the white horse passing through the gap, ephemeral, Meng Po returned to her head, but heard the monk's slight sigh.
What kind of false compassion?
Because of my own self, and conceived my life, what more can I say to repay?
After Meng's death, is there a future life?
It seems that I saw the taunt in Meng Qi's eyes, the nameless groaned a bit, took out a bag in his arms, and held the golden short sword with his hands, and said, "Moko Wuliang, Manjushahua, this is the Lotus Sutra The recorded wonderful flowers, blooming like fire, are enough to illuminate Huangquan. Meng Po can choose one person, plant it, and cultivate it carefully. When the spring blooms, I will return to redeem today's sin. "
Meng Qi heard of Manzhushahua and knew it was a legendary treasure. But, based on this, would she have to change her life?
"We don't scarce your flowers, and we hate your hypocritical face." Just in Meng Qi's meditation, the man who stood in front of himself was angry, but saw him slap into the air and pointed at the nameless Nose scolded.
Meng Qi smiled.
It feels great to be maintained.
But why are you smiling and tears coming out of your eyes uncontrollably?
It's like rain.
"Amitabha Buddha." The bag fell to the ground. Anonymous did not pick it up, but clenched his golden short sword.
His heart is like iron, no matter what happens today, he will kill Meng Po!
"Meng Qi, back to your room, he can't kill me." In the eyes of Meng Qi, the man pushed his head hard, and his attitude was as bad as ever.
If it had been in the past, Meng Qi would have swallowed him with one bite, bite it hard with his fangs and sharp teeth, and then swallowed it into his stomach, and then ate some messy things all over him. He jumped.
But now, she just shook her head, banged her head away, and silently burned the blood that accumulated for countless years. On her body, the thick armor radiated five-colored brilliance, opened her mouth, and fiercely Bite to the nameless head. "The blood of Arahant can kill Meng Po's, and the blood of Meng Po can also kill Arahant. Nameless, I have something I want to protect with my life, so I won't die so easily."
"Amitabha Buddha." Raised the golden dagger without a name, cut the palm with the sword, the golden blood flowed out from the wound, turned into a golden flame, attached to the dagger, and stabbed at Meng Qi.
"Oh!"
There are faint traces of gods and gods in the sky. In that imaginary shadow, the nameless brocade, solemn treasure, solemnly read the mantra of the mantra.
In the light and shadow, the golden short sword fell into Meng Qi's chest ...