Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 1206 This King Doesn’t Need This Level [-] Pagoda
"My skin can only last until I'm 24 or five years old. If I'm 24 or five years old, I might as well just shave my hair."

Qiang Yue then laughed, but Rong Yuan looked at Qiang Yue more.

"Female benefactor, are you really willing to give up this hair?"

"Isn't this hair said in the Buddha to be the source of troubles?" Qiang Yue touched her black hair. After these few days, Qiang Yue has become more charming, and said with a smile, "In the past few years, I have earned a lot of money. The sesame oil money is for you, Master, okay?"

After saying this, Shanxuan, who was holding the Buddhist scriptures, clenched his fists tightly.

Shanxuan said, "The benefactor is obsessed with obsession."

"Master, it's not a strong fault to be obsessed with obsession. It's just that it depends on one's mood to live a wanton life? It's just that this obsession makes me hurt, so it's wrong."

Shanxuan glanced at her, not intending to explain to her.

Over the past few days, she has been holding the sesame oil money and giving it to herself.

But not long after, Shanxuan ushered in another benefactor who wanted to listen to his lecture on Buddhist scriptures.

"Master Shanxuan."

Hearing the voice, he froze slightly, then raised his eyes and saw her...

Still red shirt and black hair, picturesque eyebrows, imprinted in my mind.

Even now, it can make him unforgettable for a long time.

"You seem to be really gentle like this."

Afterwards, Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at his hand, only four fingers.

"You came."

Shanxuan nodded, looked at the person in front of him, but saw Mr. Fu Sheng coming over again.

"Master Shanxuan likes this place?" Mr. Fusheng looked at Shanxuan, the original hatred seemed to be all gone because of being in the Buddhist temple.

And Shanxuan thought for a while, then nodded, "The poor monk has made many mistakes, and this life is not enough to atone for his sins."

"Master Shanxuan, have you ever thought about the mistakes you are still making?"

Mr. Fusheng's words made Shanxuan look at her, "What's wrong?"

"It's the fault of throwing away my wife."

Mr. Fusheng glanced at Shanxuan, but continued, "If you can save the world, you will naturally cherish the memory of all sentient beings, but Shanxuan, can you achieve self-salvation?"

Shanxuan held the Buddhist scriptures, but finally raised the corners of his lips.

"The benefactor seems to be more transparent than Shanxuan."

"If you stay here forever, no one can say anything about you. However, a mistake is a mistake, and no one can change it." After that, her voice paused.

"It's like this king met her yesterday, and he was in the flower building."

Shanxuan almost blurted out the question, but finally stopped.

"Can't Your Highness take good care of her?" Shanxuan said after being silent for a while.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu Sheng laughed suddenly, "This king does not need this seven-level pagoda."

"……I understand."

Shan Xuan nodded.

It still depends on what Shanxuan thinks about this matter.

Mr. Fu Sheng didn't come here by coincidence, but he just happened to be here on patrol, and he met Qiang Yue, and finally came to Fengyuan Temple.

He has changed a lot, his hostility has disappeared, he really looks like a clean monk.

Even the previous debt, I have no interest in asking him for it.

However, he is the one who should pay off the debt of Qiang Yue.

Mr. Fu Sheng was walking on the road, but he saw Jin Xuanjing not far away.

"How did you come here?"

Mr. Fu Sheng approached, and then the corners of his lips curled up helplessly.

"Sheng'er came here without telling me, so can't I come here without telling Sheng'er?"

(End of this chapter)