It's better to ask directly instead of thinking about it, so Yang Xiao asked.
I never thought that Sheng Ling shook his head vigorously and resolutely refused: "Don't tell me, the shopkeeper, you are a bad guy, do you want your uncle to catch me back?"
"I……"
When he was about to say something more stuck in his throat, Yang Xiao couldn't shake his head crying or laughing.
Forget it, this shopkeeper won’t be able to do it without asking, it’s a bad guy if he is so good.
The depressed Yang Xiao didn't tell Sheng Ling about her comprehension of the Hercules body, anyway, she would find out sooner or later.
Huahu Diao ran to the bookshelf early, and continued to read the book with relish. What left Yang Xiao speechless was that this Diao looked like the Legend of Tu Long.
Not too lazy to pay attention to this idiot who didn't pursue, Yang Xiao yawned and shrank into the bed and fell asleep.
Sheng Ling went back to watch her great world, and the bookstore was calm again.
From time to time, the voices of Hua Fox Sable and Sheng Ling whispering to themselves, because of the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of the plot in the book.
At the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan, a man with a cold face strode into the temple.
"Tathagata, stop preaching, my daughter doesn't know where she went, let someone help me find it."
The Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the temple were not surprised, looking at the man in a little fear.
Obviously, they knew the identity of the man in front of them, and had seen similar things many times.
"With the strength of your Peacock King, can you not find your daughter?"
Tathagata was strange, asked with a faint smile.
The grim man, Kong Xuan, King of Peacock Great Ming, explained and answered: "When she went out, she brought my divine light visor."
"Isn't that your magic weapon, you should be able to sense it!" Tathagata wondered.
"I gave it to my daughter. It's her now. Don't talk nonsense. Will you help me find it?"
Kong Xuan replied, a little impatient on his face.
Others are afraid of the Tathagata, but he is not afraid of it. When it comes to fighting, it is not certain who will clean up.
Tathagata nodded helplessly, and turned to the Bodhisattva Arhats and said: "I have not heard it, spread out, help King Ming find his daughter, and find help to bring it back."
The divine light-shielding mirror was Kong Xuan's once treasure. It can conceal the body and breath. Even if the quasi-sage is too far away, you can never use the power of divine consciousness to detect the trace.
On the bookstore side, Sheng Ling didn't know that Buddhism was full of the world looking for her, and she was reading with gusto.
"Sacked ransacked, hehe, it's all mine, mine."
"Falled down, Ye Hao dared to grab the things that he was fond of, looking for hardship."
"These three-headed tigers and golden dragon pythons are really bad, they are shameful to our demons and deserve to be roasted."
Silent listening to Sheng Ling's yelling Yang Xiao, he suddenly caught a key word, Yaozu?
Saint Ling is a monster?
Looking at Sheng Ling who hadn't noticed his expression in amazement, Yang Xiao was stunned.
But then he recovered and shook his head with a smile. In the Westward Journey, the demon clan seemed not to be rare, it made sense.
In any case, the holy Ling in his eyes is a human form, and looks completely indistinguishable from a normal person, except for the beauty.
"Hehe hahe, my left claw is nine days magical, my right claw moves eight poles, hitting invincible hands all over the world."
"Kill, kill, scumbags dare to the leader of the martial arts, see my means to kill."
"Haha, Luxun, the King of Wind Tigers, finally got his revenge. It's enjoyable."
The flower fox sable, who was fascinated by reading, also yelled and shouted, Yang Xiao was very helpless.
He found that from Monkey King and Bai Pinpin to Sheng Ling and Hua Fox Mink, no one quietly reads.
It seems that shouting a few words while reading is a common problem with these monsters and gods.
Yang Xiao suddenly wondered, should I put up a sign with a fine for loud noise?
But after thinking about it, forget it. If you look down and see you up, you can’t just ignore favors just to earn more resources.
Monkey King and Bai Pinpin didn't come this afternoon. Yang Xiao had seen the water mirror and knew why.
When fighting with the Four Saints of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, Monkey King was rubbed hard by the combination skills of other people's joint mounts, and the injury was not light.
Before not knowing it, it was dark, and Yang Xiao drove people on time.
"The door is closed, it depends on tomorrow."
"Owner, don't do it, just a while, it will be fine in a while, there is only the last chapter left in my Legend of Slaying the Dragon."
Hua Fox Sable cried and begged, holding the book and didn't want to let go.
It's the last chapter, and you can finish it in a few moments.
Yang Xiao silently curled his lips: "Just count you as the slowest reading. No, you can't read it. Come back tomorrow."
"No, shopkeeper, don't you like Bendiao, as long as you let me finish it, Bendiao, Bendiao will follow you."
In order to finish reading the last chapter, Huahu Miao gritted his teeth and decided to go all out.
Yang Xiao's face was so dark that he slapped the flower fox over with a slap, closed the book and placed it on the shelf.
"From your height, the owner doesn't like the same or the same sex."
Sheng Ling next to him stared at Yang Xiao who was frantic, and hurriedly dropped the book in fright.
The owner of the shop was terrible, terrible.
After receiving the book money from the two, Yang Xiao closed the door and finally became clean, cool.
Outside, the weeping Hua Fox Mink turned his head one step at a time and left the bookstore reluctantly.
Sheng Ling and Hua Fox Mink chose different directions and flew straight to the west.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao was lying on the bed, and a water mirror appeared in front of him, and inside it flashed for a moment, and the figure of Sheng Ling appeared.
This thing is a bit like TV in the previous life. It can be switched to watch different things according to different people. Let alone, it's quite interesting.
All the way to the west, Sheng Ling flew for an unknown period of time. Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, his body gleamed slightly, and he hid.
Yang Xiao is curious, is this encountering an enemy?
Within a moment, a figure appeared in the water mirror, but it was a monk wearing a monk with a bare head.
"Strange, it seemed that the princess was here just now!"
The monk scratched his head and muttered to himself, his face blank.
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was unlikely that he had made a mistake, and he was ready to pass the news to the others.
Of course Sheng Ling couldn't let him pass it, and he had quietly touched him.
Just when the monk took out a ball, and just when it was about to crush it, Sheng Ling suddenly appeared, rushed to the monk's face with a fist, and at the same time drew his other hand towards the ball.
"Kacha, ah!"
The sound of broken bones and the screams sounded almost at the same moment.
Sheng Ling was holding the letter-passing ball in his hand, staring blankly at the monk who was spilling blood and flying out.
The opponent's strength is not much worse than her, her purpose is just to distract the opponent, so that she can grab the ball.
But she never expected that she would throw people into the air directly with one punch.
"When have I been so good?"
Sheng Ling stared at his fist blankly, and some did not react.
The movement here seemed to attract the attention of people searching nearby. Dozens of human figures flew here at extremely fast speeds.
The holy Ling, who had recovered, ran east without a word.
"It's the princess, don't let her run, you must take her back."
Someone yelled, crushed the messenger ball in his hand, and used secret methods to catch up with them at a faster speed.
Sheng Ling didn't run far, and was surrounded by a few people. In the situation just now, she didn't have time to use the divine light sunshield.
"Have I heard it wrong, Sheng Ling is not a demon, but Buddhism?"
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao was full of doubts, how do these monks call Sheng Ling a princess?
The monks who can have this kind of cultivation are definitely from Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.
