Yange came out of Xue's house, and it didn't take long for him to realize that Hung Ho hadn't followed her.

Are they scattered?

Or is Hung Hom still in Xue House?

Yan Song was not impressed.

The memory in my head seems to be dug up by life.

She couldn't remember anything.

Noisy people around.

She looked up.

For a while, I didn't even know where to go.

"Amitabha, meeting is destined ..."

Far away, it seemed as if I heard the sound of wooden fish ringing.

This voice is really sharp in the vocal enthusiasm.

She even felt that the hustle and bustle of people around was receding like a tide, and the ears fell into her ears, leaving only a long murmur.

She followed the voice and saw an old monk with folds walking towards her.

The old monk glanced up and down like a rare thing: "Alas, the chest is too flat. With your eyes, I find that your chest is flatter and it is too influential to look."

Words of Song: ...

When she heard this, she was strangely not angry, but swept towards the old monk's belly, disdainful: "You are not big, have you been castrated? Or is it born deformed?"

The old monk seemed to have been kicked, jumped in place, and screamed angrily: "I'm hastily, this person's body and gadgets are very small, and you don't know, until I have myself Your body will be magnificent and super invincible at that time, and it will not scare you. "

Old monk grotesque.

But the song didn't feel strange at all, but listened to it very kindly. Although she was cold on her face, she had a smile under her eyes: "Is it?"

The old monk pouted his lips: "You have been away from the soul, long in the sun, afraid to hang up, let's go, I will take you to the palace first, beside the mighty, anyway, it can still protect your soul source . "

Words: "Okay."

She felt like she knew nothing, but she knew everything.

She didn't even want to ask why.

The old monk walked forward holding her hand.

His hands were cold, not at all like normal human hands.

And the bones of his hands are as thin as wood, with many folds.

Being pinched by such a hand, Yange could not give up the rejection, but felt that it was very practical.

She squeezed the old monk's hand backhand and asked him, "It's not good to see you like this?"

The old monk heard the words and laughed, "I don't stay in that broken system, I've had a great time."

He paused and said, "I can't go back for a while, the **** fox is still alive, and I have to find it and cancel the contract with him."

He was calm and calm, and waited for his next words with a smile.

It's as if what is said between the two is just house language.

His joy in meeting his deceased was so slight.

But he knew that she was just a faint soul at the moment.

I do n’t know the past or the future.

In fact, he was very satisfied to see her.

So he continued: "Wood, your soul is swallowed up by the heavenly beast, and as long as there is a plane where a mighty person appears, and you are close to the mighty person, you will unknowingly absorb his luck.

"Your soul is so weak now, and it has split into two halves. It cannot bear the luck of the Mighty, so it is painful."

"In the future, remember not to slap with the swallowing beast, he will slap with you, and he will absorb the fortune you have drawn from the mighty man to him."

"This beast really annihilates humanity. Even the heavens can't help him. Wood, we are not his opponents."