Chapter 35: Want to settle old accounts

The surprise after getting the baby hadn’t dissipated, I saw a dark shadow in front of me, and the thing I was about to catch with both hands was robbed. She immediately made her beautiful eyes stare, and she became angry and screamed. : "Who is it? Which turtle..."
When I turned my head to look, when my eyes fell on the person in the black robe with the mask on his face, the voice stopped abruptly, and he suffocated his breath, and then revealed the pure and gentle smile of a Buddhist disciple. Come.
"Amitabha, I really don't meet anywhere in life. I didn't expect to see it here. The benefactor is really related to my Buddha!"
It's really mold for eight lifetimes, how can you still encounter this evil star in such a place?
He looked at Gu Lulu Chao and was snatched by him, and took a glance at the playing Qiankun bag in his hand.
grab? You shouldn't be able to grab it, right?
hit? How could you beat him?
Hand in hand? She hasn't covered her heat yet!
She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Please return the little monk what is in the hands of the donor!" As she spoke, she stepped forward and reached out to grab the bag.
Mo Ye raised his brows slightly under the mask when he heard the words of the little monk. Seeing that he wanted to grab something from his hand while he wasn't paying attention, the corner of his lips couldn't help but the hand holding the Qiankun bag fell behind him, and asked: "How did you recognize me?"
Tangning grabbed a blank, and couldn't help but retracted her hand in a jealousy. She looked at him with a smile and said, "The benefactor has a unique noble aura. Looking at the world, it is estimated that there is no second one."
It's hard not to recognize him just because of his suffocation!
Hearing these words, Mo Ye glanced at him, always feeling that his words did not seem to praise him.
"How will you be here?"
He glanced at the corpse on the ground with a deep gaze, looked at the little monk, and said: "Don't the Buddhist disciples not kill? I don't think you hesitate to start."
Seeing that his hands had been behind him, Tangning didn't seem to want to return the things to her for a while, and he didn't know how long he stayed in the dark.
So he opened his mouth and said: "The donor doesn't know anything. I am a little novice monk who keeps myself safe. I travelled everywhere to gain knowledge, but unexpectedly I was taken as bait by these people."
As she said, she put a smile on her face, folded her hands in front of her, and started talking nonsense again: "Fortunately, I, Buddha, blessed me and escaped from death, but this person followed all the way, trying to seize the little monk. Baby, the little monk had no choice but to fight him desperately."
After a sound, she looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed softly: "Amitabha, whether you die, you must die early and be a good person in your next life."
Mo Ye glanced at him with a smile. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have been fooled by the little monk's ability to reverse black and white.
"Donor, little monk's bag." She glanced behind him, smiling pleasingly.
Seeing the little monk's eyebrows and a pleasant look, Mo Ye's eyes flickered, and instead of returning the Universe Bag to him, he glanced at the girl who came quietly behind the little monk, and said: " This is a dangerous place and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Since you have escaped the danger, you can walk straight in this direction and you will be out of this forest."
"My bag..." Tangning still said without giving up.
Mo Ye twitched his mouth and sneered, "Don't leave? Do you want to settle old accounts with me?"