Suddenly, the old monk moved his body and trembled. It was a pity that he moved this …

"Come on … go, go!"
Intermittently, a shrill voice seems to be like being pinched by a neck, like a eunuch who looks at the Qing palace play.
"Let’s go!"
A roaring old monk broke free. Wow, he spat out a big mouthful of blood. The whole manpower fell to the ground. A pool of blood was enchanting. I woke up with a start …
Danger!
A word from the old monk seems to wake everyone in the ancient temple.
Three people around the old monk vomited a big mouthful of blood at the same time, and my body was soft to the ground. I was surprised to see the scene before me fall to the ground. Except for the ups and downs of the old monk’s chest, there were three people left who died. Three people died strangely. Although the old monk was still breathing, the oil was exhausted and the lamp was exhausted. It was very close to death.
"Ha-ha, Ling Xiaobai, you finally came in. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time." Yuan Qing’s gloomy tone is chilling, and her face is proud. I feel that there is nothing wrong with laughing just now.
Trick works. What, does she really want me in?
Wait, the master’s voice disappears in the sky, and the old monk’s words are all connected and an amazing inference is drawn …
I finally understand, but it’s a pity that it’s too late now. I’m afraid the sound roots of the master are not in the sky, and it’s also strange. But what does Yuan Qing want me to go into the ancient temple? Now that he has noticed that I’m outside, why don’t you go out and arrest me? You know, it’s definitely not a difficult thing for Yuan Qingxiu to deal with me. Is it easy to kill me and still make intrigues?
"What?"
The danger is very dangerous. Yuan Qing wants to kill master and me most, but I still want to ask what it is.
"Ling Xiaobai, how did your master tell you when he left?" Yuan Qing suddenly asked a very strange sentence.
I was shocked. The master once said that no matter what happened, you can’t enter the ancient temple. Is it …
"Haha, your master, this old shaggy, has trapped me in the ancient temple and won’t let you near. Can’t I let you in? This old shaggy is naive and ridiculous."
Yuan Qing laughed wildly, and the scar on her face suddenly became bloody, which made people afraid to look straight at the ferocious look. I’m afraid timid people will faint.
"Master voice just now?"
"I pretended to have it so that you would voluntarily enter the ancient temple."
At this moment, everything comes out. For me, I should be happy to get the answer I want, because I am not a master, but I am not happy at all. I am afraid it is not my life that Yuan Qing tried his best to think about it.
"What?"
Chapter 16 No, no, no!
For the second time, I can’t figure out what Yuan Qing did. The master trapped her in the ancient temple. Even if he tricked me into it, it didn’t seem to be enough to get out of trouble. Is it to kill me and vent my anger?
"The magic mirror!" Yuan Qing had a solemn face and a good look. She didn’t look at presbyopia. It was a solemn evil spirit. Her face disappeared, but it should not appear solemn. At this moment, Yuan Qing seemed to have changed completely.
"I can let you leave if you hand it over, and I will leave this small village, otherwise you will die miserably."
Yuan Qing returned to a gloomy look.
The vicious threat didn’t make me feel any fear. The master didn’t explain in detail the specific effect of the Zhong Kui door baby, but one thing is for sure, there must be great damage to the ghost. Otherwise, how could Yuan Qing be suppressed for a hundred years? But at this time, Yuan Qing wanted to take the magic divination mirror from me. Why did she want this thing to destroy it? Could it hurt her baby?
No, no, no!
In my mind, I immediately denied this speculation. A series of conspiracies, Yuan Qing, destroyed the magic divination mirror. It would never be so simple. Never!
"Hand it over!"
Suddenly, Yuan Qingyin became deep and ethereal again, like a magic sound, full of temptations to my hands. No, it’s not that my hands don’t listen to me, reaching out to my chest and slowly tearing my clothes. I realize that my thinking is not abnormal than clear, but my hands don’t belong to me at this moment, as if they belong to the owner of the sound …
Yuan Qing!
I can feel the pain in my mind like a flood. My first reaction is to stop my hands, but my hands are still paddling hard and hurting my whole chest.
Is this self-abuse?
There is a secret hidden in the body. There is a master in this world who knows Yuan Qing but doesn’t know it. However, it seems that she knows the secret now. I don’t know what strange power has controlled my hands to dig my chest and find out the hidden mirror.
It hurts! It makes me clearer than intense pain, and gradually I am desperate. Is there an idea in my mind that I am going to die?
What an absurd way to die in my own hands. If the master finds out, he will teach me a lesson. Unfortunately, he has no chance, because my horse is going to die.
Master, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have disobeyed your instructions. Now I’m in this field, and I’m to blame myself. No one else is to blame.
Suddenly …
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"Prajna Paramita mantra!"
The solemn Sanskrit purifies your mind, and your hands stopped shaking. I was surprised to see the source of the sound. The old monk didn’t know when it was. The frock was covered with blood, and the old figure was tall and straight, with a kind face as solemn as a Buddha statue.
Yuan Qing’s body was shocked, and the red clothes automatically turned pale and scary, almost in a state of transparency. Yuan Qing seemed to have suffered great damage and generally stepped back several steps.
Suddenly Yuan Qing’s body floated up and looked down at the old monk and growled, "Damn the old monk, dare to ruin my good deeds."
"The evil reason is that the old woman is so kind that she has been tricked by you!" The old monk was also angry, and the majestic breath swept through the ruined temple.
"Damn you!"
Yuan Qing coldly said, suddenly the red body disappeared for a moment and actually appeared …
The old monk’s face turned blue, and he seemed to want to fight him hard. Surprisingly, she attacked me!