Lu Changsheng left slowly.

They are always passers-by.

There are so many beauty in the world.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing and waning.

He left here.

Come in a hurry.

He left in a hurry again.

Listen to a story.

There is another story.

"Amitabha, two donors, can only let go of everything before they can overcome the sea of ​​suffering."

The old monk stood up, he folded his hands together and left like this.

The bearded man stood up and left.

But at the end, he turned around and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and left directly.

The people from the business also left.

For a moment.

There was only one person and one demon left in the mountain temple.

"You kill me."

The green fox sat on the ground, her face was expressionless, her eyes were filled with despair, and she lost the belief in living.

However, the scholar shook his head.

He smiled bitterly.

"Although the white fox was killed by you, everything arose because of me. If you kill me, I don't want to live anymore."

The scholar smiled bitterly.

But, at this moment.

The morning dew condenses in frost, and a ray of setting sun shines into the mountain temple.
Chapter completed!