Chapter 3377: Little monk, let's be a couple (3)

"Ha ha ha, look close this girl looks really right! How long ago before the soul pond did not appear this stupid and superb goods!"
Leng Yumo's heart sank a little, looking at the three men who were approaching, and her eyes showed the decisive color of Ning Weiyu.
But just then--
"Amitabha, fornication is the evil head, but those who have rebellious reason and feel shame in the heart, don't call it favorable. The retribution should be obvious, unhappy, motionless, divinely inspected, ten eyes and ten hands, must be ... … Before the three donors commit evil, be sure to think twice and raise your head with a ... "
A long, warm voice sounded for no reason in the silent jungle.
Leng Yumo looked up, and saw a young monk wearing a golden red urn holding a golden bowl, folded her hands together, and looked at the three strong men with exhortation and compassion.
"Where did the dead monk come from? Dare to take care of your affairs?"
"Grandpas like to play with women. Do the gods in your mouth still take care of us? What about it? Shouldn't they lie on the bedside of Grandpa's bed? Grandpa is very brave, but he doesn't care at all!"
"Stink monk, don't hurry up to Lao Tzu! Otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"
The young monk read Amitabha again, Qing Jun's brows were helpless, and he couldn't help but continue: "Please do n’t forget, do n’t forget that there is something in the world ..."
"Stink monk, are you looking for death! Okay, then grandpa will do it for you!"
The strong man who summoned the brown bear was obviously irritated, staring round, and banging at him with a punch.
The other two strong men did not want to be outdone, and the fierce rushed forward.
The little monk shook his head slightly, his slightly rosy lips slightly lifted, and a light smile appeared.
Leng Yumo, who couldn't stand anesthesia with poisonous needles, changed her face greatly. "Little monk, you go away !!"
However, the next moment, the three strong men who rushed past the shell stopped.
Raised fist and magic weapon are dead in the air.
Leng Yumo froze, what happened?
She didn't see that the little monk's eyes were stained with golden red of almost the same color as Mo.
When Leng Yumo looked up.
The young monk's face had already recovered a little bit of compassion and gentleness.
"Amitabha, it is still good for several donors to get lost and return, but I hope that they can be rehabilitated from now on, and abandon evil and be good. Buddha will be with you."
The three strong men nodded like withdrawal puppets, and then Fei had to leave.
Leng Yumo was startled by this change: "How did they run away?"
The little monk smiled, "They realized their mistake ..."
"How do you tease a three-year-old child?" Leng Yumo rolled her eyes and looked up and down this extraordinarily tender and handsome young monk. "Are you not a child of a big family on this floating island Right? "
The more Leng Yumo thinks, the more she feels right.
The three must have noticed that the young monk had an extraordinary history and couldn't afford to offend, so he fled.
The little monk did not answer her words, but kept a light and gentle smile.
Leng Yumo did not question his identity, but took a detoxifying dan from his arms and swallowed it.
Soon the itch from her shoulder disappeared, and she stood up and jumped.
Then he bowed deeply towards the young monk: "Thank you Master for your life-saving grace. May I ask the Master's Fa-style martial arts, but I do not want to thank you, but I must report ..."