Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 389
Thousands of miles away in the wilderness, a young man in a white monk's robe runs wildly under the moon.

The young man had a shaved head, he was clearly a monk, but there was no ring spot on the top of his head, which looked a little weird.If you look closely, you will find that the young man's monk robe is made of extremely exquisite materials, made of rare ice silk, which does not reflect the hardship and simplicity that a monk should have at all.

What's more terrible is that this weird monk had an extremely monstrous face.

A pair of narrow and evil fox eyes, the pupils are a rare light brown color, deep in the pupils, there seems to be a bloody lotus flower blooming.The lips are very thin and red.The lines of the face are extremely smooth and graceful, there is no masculinity or femininity, only endless demons.

Not enchanting, but, enchanting!
That person is homeless.

Behind Wugui, there are dozens of uniformly dressed monks, the leader is slightly different, and his appearance is also very good, but not as good as Wugui.

But there is another advantage that is far beyond the reach of no return.

That is, the monk's body was shrouded in a faint Buddha's light, with a compassionate temperament, a peaceful and distant tranquility, and a Buddha-nature that few people in the world can match.

That monk was Wuchen.

It really complied with his dharma name, it was dust-free and extremely clean.

At this time, Wu Chen has not met Mo Xian'er, and the demeanor around him has not been soaked by the world of mortals, it is the most clean and transparent time.

Wugui has been impatiently chased by the group of people behind him, and he is about to draw out the long sword in his hand.But every time he thinks of the old monk who brought him to Zen Buddhism, he controls the outstretched hand a few times.

It's just that the impatience in my heart is even worse.

"Wuchen, for the sake of the old monk taking me in, quickly lead them back, I won't kill you!"

"Amitabha."

Wuchen didn't answer, just chanted the Buddha's name, and still chased closely.

The dozen or so monks behind Wuchen still followed.

Wugui was very irritable: "Fuck, a dozen of you together can't beat me, why bother? If you want to kill me, why don't you go back to practice as soon as possible!"

This group of guys have average combat effectiveness, but their lightness skills are not bad.

Wu Gui thought of Yuan Ji's kindness, and didn't want to kill the Zen disciples, so at this moment, he tied his hands and feet, didn't fight, just ran.

"Amitabha, Junior Brother, I was ordered by my master to clean up the door, how can I retreat without a fight?" Wuchen's voice was faint, like the sound of spring water, clear and clean, with a soothing tranquility.

But obviously, no return is not included in this list.He became even more irritable after hearing Wu Chen's words.

"Hmph, you are courting death!"

What is the strength of this group of people, do you have no idea? !Just because he doesn't want to kill them, so you can bother him with this energy, right?right? !

He is already in the middle stage of fusion, and Wuchen, who has the highest cultivation base among the ten people, is only in the late stage of transformation. The difference between the two is a big difference!
As for the rest, they are all in the Nascent Soul Stage and the Golden Core Stage, and the difference is even worse.

With these people wanting to kill him?Heh, the night is just right now, have you really started to dream?
"Amitabha." Wu Chen recited the Buddha's name again.

A trace of sternness flashed in Wugui's eyes.

It seems that there is no way to go without a fight tonight!

Wugui stopped, and glanced coldly at the dozen or so people behind him.

Wu Chen and the others also stopped, and with Wu Chen as the leader, they stood in a triangular formation, and everyone was ready.

"For the old monk's sake, I don't use the sword today or tonight. If you lose, tell those old things after you go back. If you really want to clean up the house, come here in person! What's the point of sending a few ineffective disciples? ?!"

(End of this chapter)