Chapter 1447: If you don't leave, I won't give up (55)

Ripple conveyed this meaning to Xuehu through his heart.
Xuehu listened, his face was slightly heavy, and he always had a mild language, his tone became cold and ruthless, "Who dares to hurt my girl with a hair and destroy her feelings, I will not spare her first! "
Long Zhuiyue listened, his back was slightly cold, and he muttered, "Xue Lake, you are so ugly, you like her so much, why don't you take her away from my brother? You are really useless!"
She wants to adopt a radical method to motivate Xuehu to Yang Zimei. In this case, my brother is his own.
Who knows, Xuehu wasn't moved, just a faint saying, "My role is to make her happy, and whoever she is with, I respect her choice. I won't be as selfish as you, you say you Love your brother, but you just want to occupy him and split his happiness. "
Long chasing the moon, his face flushed. "Nonsense! When did I split his happiness? I just packed it for you."
"No need, just be yourself. I just want to warn you that if you continue to be selfish like this, you will lose not only our friendship with you, but also your brother."
Xuehu's tone was cold and indifferent.
Long Zhuiyue's body trembled slightly, his arms wrapped around his arms, and his head lowered in thought.
Her world has always been lonely.
Because I met Yang Zimei, I started to have friends, loved ones, and have a different life.
Before, she liked Yang Zimei very much and wanted to give her everything she had.
But now, because he is too attached to his brother, he wants to split the love between Yang Zimei and his brother.
This……
It is indeed a bit selfish!
Long chasing the moon became more and more ashamed.
At this point, Yang Zimei and Long entered the Temple of Heaven every day.
On this day, the King of the Heavens Hall is the first hall of the Three Doors Hall. The middle hall is for the Maitreya Buddha, and the back of the Maitreya is for Wei Yitian, facing north.
On both sides of the east and west are enshrined the four statues of the King of Heaven.
In front of the Maitreya statue, a monk in a gray and white coat was looking down and holding a duster to sweep the dust.
I can see someone, Yang Zimei's heart is happy, hoping to be grandpa.
She went up, folded her palms together, and gave a Buddhist ceremony to the monk. "Is there a master named Juehui here?"
The monk looked up at her.
This monk gave Yang Zimei a strange feeling.
The face looks very young, less than thirty years old, but those eyes, like reading through countless years of vicissitudes, are very deep and profound.
This monk doesn't look like Dad at all. He probably isn't his grandpa.
"Have."
The monk sounded out.
His voice also had a strange tone, unlike a local accent, who didn't know where it came from.
"Where is he? I want to find him."
To find Grandpa anxiously, Yang Zimei was too lazy to care about the strangeness of the monk.
"Ok."
The monk actually didn't ask the reason, but nodded faintly, put down the duster in his hand, and brought Yang Zimei and Dragon into the Daxiong Hall every day.
Daxiong Baodian is the main hall, and many people do not know its meaning.
In fact, Nobita meant to praise the nobleness of Shakyamuni.
On the futon in front of the buddha statue, her back was facing her, and a monk sat cross-legged. She was also wearing a gray coat and chanting Vajrayana in her mouth.
Just seeing his back, Yang Zimei felt different.