Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 34 35. The Red Monk (2)

"Hey!" She threw a stone at him, "What are you reading?"

Hong Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as a mirror, "The little monk is resting."

Raising his eyebrows boredly, watching Hong Chen Fu close his eyes again, Mu Linge thought about it, and walked over lightly, as if to scare him.

"Miss Mu, please respect yourself!" Before she uttered a prank, Hong Chen opened her eyes, and her voice was clear and clear.

She threw herself on the ground with a whoosh, covered in grass clippings, "Little Chenchen, why are you so uncute!"

"If Miss Mu has rested enough, please go on the road. The mountain road is dangerous, and it will be dark soon."

I looked up and saw that the sun was shining brightly. How could it be so easy to get dark and say that monks don't tell lies? Isn't this a living lie?
"I'm tired, I'm not leaving!" She got up and patted the grass off her body, with annoyance on her face.

Hong Chen stopped making a sound, closed his eyes again, and murmured something, Mu Linge listened to it for a while, and sure enough it was something like Prajna Polo, so he felt even less interested.

The leaves rustled, the breeze blew gently, refreshing.

On the ground, Mu Lingge pulled out the ancient mahogany sword, and shouted with wide-eyed almond eyes: "Who! Come out!"

After a soft sound, a blue figure slowly walked out from behind the tall tree. Seeing the sword on Mu Lingsinger, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously, "You dare to ask me to show up with a broken sword, I'm really overwhelmed!"

"You just broke it!" Mu Linge yelled angrily, no matter how broken it was, it was her weapon, and no one could insult it!
"Amitabha!" Hong Chen chanted the Buddha's name, got up and walked in front of Mu Lingge, blocking the prying eyes of those who came by with his thin figure.

"Get out of the way, stinky monk!" Qing Que waved her hand lightly, and Hong Chen's thin body fell to the side like a leaf in the wind, motionless, life and death unknown.

"Monster! How dare you hurt someone! Miss, I'll accept you today!" Mu Linge squeezed her left hand lightly into a tactic, and at the same time thrust the mahogany sword with her right hand into Qing Que's chest, and her graceful figure flashed up.

Qingque chuckled, stretched out her hand and gently twisted the menacing mahogany sword between her fingers, flipping her fingers twice, the simple and simple mahogany sword broke into two pieces, and fell lightly to the ground.

"Damn it!" Mu Linge was furious, and the peach wood sword broke, as if she had been slapped in the face, so she rushed up regardless, as if she was going to fight Qing Que desperately.

However, now she can only maintain the posture of rushing upwards but cannot move, her eyes are spitting fire as she stares at the enchanting green bird in front of her, "Fairy! Let me go immediately!"

Qing Que looked her up and down, then smiled contemptuously, "That's all!"

"What's that?!" Seeing that she just steadied herself and didn't seem to have any intention of hurting herself, Mu Linge calmed down a little, "Fairy, I told you to let me go!"

"Is the only female disciple of Rashomon so vulnerable?" Qing Que didn't care what Mu Linge said, "Is it you who almost let the Lord and Prince Ye do it?"

"I don't understand what honors the lord and not the lord, girl!" Mu Linge's face was at a loss, how dare she know that two men had a conflict because of her?Well, after thinking about it, I think it's very possible. After all, she is not an ordinary beauty, but a fairy-like beauty. Ordinary ordinary fans are not qualified to compare.

(End of this chapter)