Vol 2 Chapter 18: : Soul Ferry Huang Quan: Monk, Do You Know Love [Third]

"You stay away from me, the scent of your body has smoked to me. See 1 Yarn 3 Chinese Network" Su Jin backed against the wall, and put his hand on Meng Qi's shoulder.
Meng Qi was agitated and said, "What the are you afraid of, and I never said I would hold you accountable!"
Su Jin understands that this responsibility does not refer to injury, but to life, but he really does not want to be a Dumas, sowing the heavens! As for being ruthless, he couldn't even do such dregs as putting on pants and not recognizing people.
He did not belong to this world, and he was destined to leave in the near future.
"Be good, don't make trouble." Su Jin's eyes were clear, her attitude was soft but firm, she reached out and pushed Meng Qi away, and walked out of the lobby.
Meng Qi turned his head and looked at his back, and said, "Su Jin, tell me honestly, do you hate me? Do you think I am not perfect? ​​You hate my past style?"
Su Jin's footsteps paused for a moment, but she was speechless for a while.
He couldn't even figure it out, the main reason was that it wasn't easy to tell why. If Meng Qi was a complete body, would he still reject her on the ground that he was destined to leave?
"I see ..." Meng Qi was sad and said softly.
Su Jin smiled bitterly.
How do you feel.
But now he has become a scumbag?
"Monk, do you know what love is?" Su Jin came to the gate, sat on the threshold, and asked Unknown.
nameless"……"
"Forget it, ask you for nothing." Su Jin said, shaking her head.
"You can talk to me about confusion."
"I ..." Su Jin just spoke, and suddenly came over. "I'm really dazed, and I asked you, you didn't even understand it yourself. See. Mao. Line. Chinese. Wen.net"
nameless"……"
Not angry, not angry, and angry with an immortal guy is meaningless.
"I understand what love is." After a long time, Wuming said quietly, "I would like to break all the rules and regulations for her, take down Jin Jin, pick up the butcher knife, and chop up the heavenly gods. For nine days, under the ghost, just to see her. one side."
Su Jin glanced at him, thinking about herself, and sighed, "I was told that I was indeed a scumbag. Compared to loving others, I love myself more."
"What is a scumbag?" Asked the unknown doubt.
Su Jin just started to explain, Yu Guang suddenly saw someone in the distance braving the wind and sand, and suddenly ran back to the manor.
nameless"……"
"Did you kill Judge Chen?" A group of ghosts came to Meng Pozhuang and asked one of them.
"Who are you?" Asked the namelessly.
"Under my tea, General Murong."
Anonymous smiled, put away the golden dagger, raised his hands and said, "Finally, I'll wait for you, and hope to be arrested for trial."
Murong frowned slightly, frowned, and the opponents said, "Lock him up."
The ghosts obeyed, slowly approached the unknown, and locked his neck and wrists with chains.
"Where is Meng Po?" Murong said loudly, looking into Meng Po Zhuang.
"A niang was severely injured by this monk, and I can't see you anymore, please forgive me." Sanqi was pushed out by Su Jin and said in a heavy voice.
"Serious injury? My official has some healing remedies here, and let me see what kind of trauma Meng suffered." Murong said, and walked in.
"General Murong, I said, A-niang is inconvenient to see you now." Sanqi's small body blocked in front of Murong and said positively.
"Is it inconvenient to see, or dare not see?" Murong asked in a deep voice.
"Sanqi, let General Murong come in." Meng Qi's extremely weak voice came from the lobby.
Murong glanced at Sanqiyi, strode into the lobby with strides, and looked around, but saw a scarred, serpent-like snake lying behind the curtain, and his blood-stained pupil stared at himself unconsciously, of which The light was dim.
"General Murong, are you satisfied now?" There was a hint of coldness in Meng Qi's weak voice, and the blood in his eyes seemed to be a little more.
Murong ignored the exposed wound, radiating a faint light in his eyes, and looked under the thick snake scales, but saw a more eroded dark wound, which was shocking.
"Presumptuous!" As if the giant snake had been stimulated, Huo Ran stood up, biting at the other side with a gust of wind.
Murong slumped to the ground, bowed his head and said, "I'm looking forward to forgiving my responsibilities. He also guaranteed his life, but only saw the trauma, but didn't see anything else."
Meng Qi's head stayed above Murong's head, and he gave him a deep look and said, "Even so, this answer is not enough to make up for your offense!"
Murong reached out and brushed on the ground, and a bunch of bottles and cans appeared in front of him out of thin air. "This is all the healing medicine that I have accumulated over the years. Among them are the holy goods rewarded by my Lord Ah Cha, which are enough to restore the internal and external injuries of adults. "
Meng Qi glanced down at these bottles and cans and slowly returned to the back of the curtain.
Murong breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the ground, walked out of Mengpo Zhuang, and drove to Mingfu with an unknown speed.
When their figures completely disappeared, Meng Qi turned into a human figure again and said to the backyard, "You surnamed Su, give me out."
"I think you have a little disrespect for me." Su Jin stepped out and frowned.
Meng Qi stretched his fingers to the scars on his jade-like skin. "You cut me into this look with a knife, and still make me respect you?"
"Isn't this what you just made me hack?" Su Jin was angry.
"If I let you cut you, you just cut it, then why don't you let me go into the room with you?" Meng Qidao said.
Su Jin "..."
This is getting more and more unreasonable.
Seeing that he was no longer talking, Meng Qi snorted, put away the wounded medicine on the table, and returned to the backyard. Only one voice came: "I was seriously injured. I am afraid to cultivate a soul for a hundred or two hundred years. During this period, It's all up to you and Sanqi to ferry. "
Su Jin "..."
"Doctor Su, I'll go to Huangquan to attract the spirits." Sanqi said.
"You don't have to go. Qi Ji, Qi Qi, where have you died?" Su Jin shouted.
"Come here, come." Qi Yan turned into a streamer, and rushed over from the firewood room.
"You go to Huangquan to attract those headless flies. You will come to Sanqi, and I will ask you something." Su Jin blinked and sat behind the judgment table and said.
"What is it, Doctor Su?" Sanqi asked puzzled.
"Did you feel that your mother-in-law is getting harder and harder, and her mood is too capricious, I suspect she may have some kind of spirit ... that is, a subjective soul disorder."
"Ah!" Sanqi exclaimed a small exclaim, "how should that be good!"