Chapter 241: Qing Leng Xian Zun is also crazy (6)

The white paws of the milk cat just came out.
Her entire cat was stuffed into the wide sleeves by Shen Yun.
Fu Yue who fell dizzy: "..."
After struggling for a long time, trying to stick her head out of her sleeves, before she had time to meow, a slender jade finger pressed Fu Yue's head and pushed her back again.
"..."
You are in trouble!
Fu Yue squatted with snow-white little fangs, and a trace of evil flashed in the blue cat's eyes.
The two monks saw someone popping up halfway and cutting the cat. They were immediately furious, and they opened their mouths and cursed: "Where is the smelly boy, dare to grab something with your grandpa, are you impatient?" ?"
"That's right, if you know it, give this cat to us quickly, and knock twice, grandpa, I can spare your life!"
"A mortal like you, do you know what a monk is..."
One sentence, one sing and one harmony.
Shen Yun turned his back to the two monks.
Hearing this, the cold and celestial face turned slightly and glanced at them like alms. The amber eyes were very weak, as if facing a pile of dead objects.
He opened his lips slightly: "Things that do not live or die."
Sanskrit is ethereal.
One word to kill.
Fu Yue stayed obediently in Shen Yun's sleeve to eat melons, poking in her heart secretly.
From which eye did these two idiots tell that this guy is a mortal?
Shen Yun walked away without turning his head. He didn't have the same knowledge as the two monks, and a section of his white wrist was exposed, with a string of primitive Buddhist beads on it, lining the bones of beauty.
It looks extraordinarily holy and inviolable.
Unexpectedly, those two casual cultivators were not long-eyed, and they looked at each other before drawing their swords and rushing towards Shen Yun.
Fu Yue taking a peek at her sleeves: "..."
Notice the movement behind him.
Shen Yun's beautiful eyes sank for a few minutes, and with a flick of his sleeves, a bright white light directed at the two monks.
Such a terrifying power.
Almost instantly, the two of them became a piece of loess, annihilated silently.
Fu Yue was startled for a moment, the blue cat's eyes widened slightly, her small claws grabbed Shen Yun's sleeves, and dropped her head thoughtfully.
The soft cat ears were drooping.
The sweetness of this life seems to be extraordinarily indifferent, and regards human life like a grass.
When she didn't think about something.
Shen Yun stretched out his hand to lift the milk cat out of his sleeve, and placed it in his palm, smoothing the hair one after another.
Fu Yue: "..."
She felt an insult.
MD, she is not a cat!
Shen Yun suddenly spoke in a cold tone: "Why, I'm scared?"
He naturally noticed the cat in the sleeve, and when he saw the two dead, his body was shaking uncontrollably.
Fu Yue blinked.
It's not afraid, it's just that Jun Heng's world will be so indifferent and moody.
After all, in the way of heaven in her impression, the temper should be extremely gentle, not happy or sad, and looking straight at all beings.
"Who is afraid of you?"
The milk cat choked back immediately, the blue pupils dilated, and she tried to turn her head to stare at Shen Yun, and also grinded her white fangs.
The beauty chuckled twice.
The cold and unfeeling words sounded slowly.
"Just don't be afraid, my pet, if you don't even see this scene, I can't help but want to choke to death."
Fu Yue: "..."
She is depressed.
Xiao Tiantian in this world always wants to kill her, but only treats her as a pet.
The tip of the ears of the milky cat is slightly reduced, and its beautiful and cute face hangs down.
She could feel that Shen Yun's words were not joking, because the hand holding the back of her neck had just tightened slightly.
This person is really cold-hearted.
Penetrating coldness.