The Anarchic Consort

The throat seemed to be burning, and the dizziness was so powerful that the phoenix suddenly remembered a word she saw when she did not know what it was.

That sentence is like this.

"Even if I walked with you many times, how many times have you been touched, how many crazy things have been done for you, and when you mentioned it, you will not be shocked when you mention it. If you don’t speak, you will be red-eyed. I am not. you."

Maybe love is a game.

Whoever is serious, whoever loses.

Phoenix smiled, so standing alone in the same place, it took a long time to slow down.

The fairy goddesses in the distance are still laughing and laughing, surrounded by clouds, and the scenery of each place is beautiful and charming.

Phoenix saw the witch who had just become a god, and then smiled. Without saying a word, he walked back to Buddhism step by step.

Above the triple heaven, nothing has changed.

The little monk ran over to ask where the phoenix went, and the hustle and bustle along the way.

There is no time for the phoenix to be sad, and the emptying of the **** sea can not be delayed.

The little monk is behind her, the voice is low: "Adult, the Lord has already found you twice, and asks when you plan to go to hell."

The phoenix reached out and poured water on Bodhi. There was no pause in the movement: "Go to the water."

"There are also people from the emperor who sent you the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that you liked most. I said that I want to ask you what kind of vegetarian meal you want to use at night." The little monk struggled with the water: "The emperor should still not know." Adults, are you going to hell?"

The phoenix did not answer a question from him. He only squatted under the Bodhi tree, and poured water quietly. His look was very light.

The little monk almost always suspected that the Phoenix adults did not hear what he said.

Just when the little monk planned to say it again, the phoenix whispered, and the voice was very light: "Don't eat."

What does it mean to not eat? Not going in the future?

The little monk was full of doubts. Before he could react, the phoenix stood up and **** the black long hair with his waist. The beads wrapped around his hands became a cold wind in an instant. The scimitar, reflecting her robes, is in full swing.

The phoenix is ​​undoubtedly a good-looking one. The long hair falls down on the ground like a waterfall. The snow-white robes bloom in all directions, like a water lily that has been opened for thousands of years. The water flowing under the eyes is like the water, the most beautiful face between heaven and earth.

Such a face should not be owned by a Buddhist or a Buddhist, because it is too arrogant and unruly.

However, the phoenix is ​​such a existence, even if she is injured, the scimitar of her demon will not be lost, just as her straight back does not know how to bend.

Hell is eight thousand feet in blood, and the carrion emits stench. The monster is in the **** sea, and does not fear the proximity of the Buddha.

Surrounded by the ghosts, the phoenix hangs in the air, and the huge and gorgeous machete in his hand hunts in the wind.

Even so, the evil spirits who like to dig into the air also smelled something wrong with her.

"Ha ha ha, such a weak Buddha light also wants to empty the **** sea?"

"Buddha and Phoenix are just like this!"

The ghosts laughed, and the stench of the **** seas came from all directions. The demons rushed toward the phoenix one after another.

"The most important thing about Buddhism and Taoism is that it is six clean, what is not a phoenix, and even the emotions are moving, how can we empty the blood!"

"Today, it is your death!"

Li Ghost wrapped around the legs of the phoenix, faintly wanting to invade her shell.

The faint Buddha light was swallowed up a little bit.

Just when the ghost wants to open his mouth and bite the throat of the phoenix.

The Phoenix suddenly stopped in the middle of the air, and the scimitar on his hand pierced his left shoulder.

Phoenix blood, like the fire of the Nine Heavens, can ruin all sins!

The evil spirits blinked, watching the man stand on the sky, stepping on the **** sea under his feet, reaching out from the body and slowly taking out a **** Phoenix bone, and then turned it into a hand. The knife, the white jade fingers are stained with golden blood.

In the next second, she leaned over and nailed the evil spirits to the blood!

In the loud noise of the earth moving mountains, countless evil spirits have not had time to raise their heads, and they are instantly inhaled into the ground!

"She, she actually pulled out her own Buddha bone!" The evil spirits screamed!

The tsunami caused by the earthquake shrouded the sun, and the evil spirits screamed and wanted to turn and flee.

The phoenix is ​​ignorant, bloody, and the five fingers are cracked. Like the eternal ice, the hurricane breaks the waves, and the top evil spirits burst into a spectacular **** flower!

She held the curved bone, and the blood dripped down her fingertips. The golden Buddha light emitted by the Phoenix bone suddenly opened like a sword for nine days and ten days, completely enveloping the four evil roads under the boundless Buddha sound.

From hell, no blood sea!

After completing the massacre, the phoenix took back the scimitar, and his right hand held his shoulder and stepped back to the Buddha's way.

The little monk has never seen the phoenix so mad, and every time she plays, she is triumphant.

This time, even her hair was stained with blood, as if she would step down if she took another step.

However, she has always been a faint smile, and her body is straight.

Blood is too heavy to enter the Daxiong Hall.

Therefore, the phoenix can only stay outside the house.

Under the Bodhi tree is nothing but the best place.

Only there, no one will dislike her is sinful.

The phoenix leaned tiredly by the tree, and the pain of the Buddha's bones made her breathe out.

"Unparalleled, it doesn't matter, it won't hurt soon."

Yes, it won't hurt anymore soon.

The phoenix closed her eyes, and on the top of the thirty-three heavens on the sixth road, she was like a bird who was tired of homing, closed her eyes, and slept all afternoon.

She was covered in blood and refused to be accepted by Buddhism.

She can only heal herself in the most ineffective way.

The blood on the shoulders overflowed again and again, even though it was a dead bird, but also knew what it was called pain.

On that day, the wind that Bodhi shook out was warm.

Bodhi, who was infected with blood, learned the feeling that he had never had before.

That feeling is called distress.

The Buddha on the phoenix is ​​getting lower and lower, and he is almost worried about the low.

However, he can only do a Bodhi and watch all things happen quietly.

Later on thirty-three days, the true Buddha returned to one.

Among the heavy snow, Bodhi stepped on the nine thousand steps one step after another.

Buddha asked Bodhi: "What do you want?"

He turned into a person and said only one sentence: "I want to keep her a healthy life, no worries for a hundred years."

Emptying the **** sea is the biggest joy of the six.

This time the emptying is different from the last time the emperor went to hell.

Within five hundred years, there will be no more evil spirits in the blood sea.

Of course, Buddhism must set up a feast to celebrate.

To celebrate the merits of Purdue, it is even more important to celebrate the Buddha’s way of victory this time.

After the emperor heard the news, the first reaction was to wrinkle his eyebrows: "The phoenix went to the **** sea?"