Chapter 3509: Belonging to her marriage, what about the monk (2)

The monk can also return to the vulgar!
That rule of heaven ca n’t fall in love with each other when you become a monk?
Leng Yumo's heart went back and forth, but her face was serious and serious.
With a pair of heavy eyes, Lu Junjia looked down in guilty conscience, and never dared to make trouble anymore.
Leng Yumo then looked at Jingyuan, with a plea in her eyes: "Little monk, can you do that?"
She thought about it.
If the young monk says he can't do it, or he doesn't want to get along with her, he has no reason to think about giving away the light bulb.
Alas, the word electric bulb was heard from the mouth of evil spirits.
As for whether the monk can do it.
Leng Yumo didn't even think about it.
Jingyuan quickly responded to her: "Amitabha, please wait."
As soon as the words fell, another slender and powerful hand had replaced Leng Yumo's hand, holding Lu Junjia's collar and disappearing in place.
Leng Yumo blinked.
Why does she think the young monk's voice just seems happy?
Is it an illusion?
Leng Yumo quietly drew her lips around her lips.
She took the healing elixir and swallowed it, and meditated on her knees.
In fact, what he said to Lu Junjia was not all lies.
During the battle with Chen Long, she did hear a distant and hazy voice.
There seemed to be a familiar breath coming from the ocean floor.
At this moment she meditated and quieted around.
The voice came into my ears again.
"... Honglian is invincible, without sorrow and sorrow ..."
"I wish there would be no lingering soul in the world forever."
Wuji Palace!
This was the old voice she had heard in Wudi Palace.
Is this [Huntian Cave House], and is there a palace at the bottom of the sea?
Leng Yumo opened her eyes suddenly.
Then he paired his dark eyes.
The young monk was trying to grab her hand, not knowing whether to heal her or to check her condition.
And because Leng Yumo woke up and leaned forward suddenly.
The distance between them suddenly became extremely close.
The nearby Leng Yumo could feel the man's warm, humid breath blowing on his lips.
Everything seemed to be silent around.
The two just shook hands and gazed at each other, close at hand.
Until Leng Yumo whispered softly, "Are you back so soon?"
Jingyuan only responded, almost stepping back.
It took a long while to stabilize his mind, his eyes narrowed, and he whispered, "Lord Lu is lethargic in a safe place, and will leave here automatically when there is a gap in the cave enchantment."
"Who asked him." Leng Yumo chuckled, "I mean what are you doing so urgently when you get back? Even breathing hard? Is it because you worry that I'm in danger here alone?"
Jing Yuan's face suddenly turned red again.
Leng Yumo looked at the little monk's embarrassment, and she really liked it more and more.
She shuffled her cheeks, admiring the little monk Qingjun's eyebrows, and delicate and flawless skin, but also revealing the reddish skin, whispered softly: "Hey, little monk, that day outside the soul pond, I clearly saw you back Why did you suddenly run again? Is it really just to come and talk to me? "
Jing Yuan looked down and said nothing.
Leng Yumo was a little disappointed: "Is it really just for talking nonsense to me?"
Jing Yuan glanced up at her, his face trying to be calm, but he pressed his tight hand on the side but betrayed his mood at this time.
"Is the man holding you in your arms your true husband?"