The 101st way to die

Chapter 434 White clothes win snow, heartless and heartless

Sure enough, the crazy monk's body was full of golden light, and he was placed in the shape of a Buddha. Those attacks did not cause him any harm.

Then he grinned grimly, "Little girl, you are tickling Ben Buddha."

Then the body attacked Hua Xi again, and with one palm, her body fell directly on the mountain, creating a big hole.

"Click"

The defensive talisman on her body resisted most of the attacks for her, and it shattered in response.

She coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and kept looking for help to the other spirit beings around, but no one dared to move, this is the strong Nascent Soul.

Luo Qingcheng looked at the master, only to see that he was not squinting.His expression was indifferent, and he just sighed that these four beauties might have to explain here today.

Just when the crazy monk was about to swing another palm to end Huaxi's life, a stream of white light rescued Huaxi's body.

Another group of people came, and the most conspicuous among them was the woman in the middle with a white veil.She has a graceful figure, swaying white clothes, and a flying fairy bun.

The aura around her is spotless, and every step she takes, there will be a white lotus under her feet.Lotus grows every step of the way, and every move is pleasing to the eye.

It's just that the exposed eyebrows are somewhat similar, slightly frowning, as if——herself.

She was the one who rescued Hua Xi, with eyes like mountain snow lotus, cold and dignified, looking at the crazy monk.

The voice is also like a trickle of water, flowing through the hearts of the people but also piercingly cold, "Puxuan, you are bewitched."

Every monk has a dharma name when he ordains, and lay names are no longer used.

Although the mad monk is known to almost everyone in the spiritual world, very few people know his dharma name.

The crazy monk called Puxuan just laughed out loud, different from the ruthless one just now, there was a bit of sadness in his laughter.

Then shook off his tattered cassock, turned into a stream of light, and left here.

When Luo Qingcheng looked back, he saw that his master had been staring at the woman in white opposite him.Those eyes were very complicated, not like the usual cold and heartless, but an indescribable feeling.

He was restraining his emotions and trying to maintain an indifferent attitude.For a while, her thoughts were also a little confused.

She raised her eyes and looked at the immaculate woman. After 20 years of getting along, she always knew that there was someone in the master's heart. It turned out to be this person.

The woman in white also looked at her master, and the meeting of eyes caused too many waves for a moment. There was a trace of guilt hidden in her eyes, and then she hid it well again.

The red lips under the white veil moved, nodded slightly to his master, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Nangong"

The proper benefit of sound isolation is that it is not cold and does not make people daydream.

Nan Gongyu clenched his fists tightly, controlled his emotions that were about to erupt, and said indifferently: "Fellow Luoshui is the saint of the Lotus Palace, so you don't need to bless me, an unknown pawn."

Lotus Palace is one of the four major sects of cultivation in the spiritual world. Unlike Ziyan Pavilion, the disciples of Lotus Palace include female cultivators and male cultivators.A man and a woman can use swordsmanship together, and the power is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

The two peaks of the Golden Core Stage, a man and a woman in the Lotus Palace, use a combination of two swords, which can compete with the Yuanying Stage.

His words obviously hit a sore spot in her, her face under the veil was a little pale, she bit her red lips tightly, and remained silent.

Luo Qingcheng's complexion was not good either. When he named himself 20 years ago, he said that she looked like the one by the Luoshui River, but he never thought that that person's name was Luoshui.

She looks similar to the person in front of her and has the same surname, so I can't even think about it.

Close your eyes slightly, master, I hope you are not what I think.

(End of this chapter)