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Chapter 105(2/2)

Like frowning.

Since the "Pillar of Man" entered the "image of sentient beings", he has formed a sword contract with him.

After becoming slaves in the sword, they naturally became frightened by the same momentum, received their orders, and obeyed their orders.

Seeing that Ruyi looked bad, Xiaowu couldn't help but tremble.

She was afraid of being beaten.

But it is obvious that their strength is much stronger than that of their entering the sword, and even the evil spirit of the "sentient beings" is much heavier.

When Feng Rugu tried his sword with him, he suggested that Ruyi could refine a Gu in the sword, without seeking the number of dead souls in the sword, and keeping on improving, the power of the Saha sword technique will definitely increase greatly.

If you do not distinguish between good and evil, do not recognize good and evil, you only have the "pillar of human beings" with primitive desires and desires. It is very likely that it is the natural and most suitable Gu King.

Now it seems that it is indeed good.

The greedy little Wu was trembling with fear, and he ate a pinch on his cheek, which was considered a punishment.

Xiaowu was stunned on the spot and touched his face, very puzzled.

And as if you take your hand back.

...Feng Rugu's face made a look of grievance and mercy, which was really interesting.

In Feng Rugu's eyes, he saw Da Hongchen pinching Xiao Hongchen's face, and it felt very wonderful.

After Xiao Wu retracted his sword, he quickly threw his doubts and worries aside, and excitedly admired the vast world with her brothers and sisters.

They chattered and were very lively, and the dozens of other surviving evil spirits in the sword kept their distance and glared quietly.

Soon, Xiaowu and his team walked through a magnificent colorful cloud, and at the end of the south of the colorful cloud, they saw a cluster of buildings built against the water and surrounded by the mountains.

The ancient buildings seem to grow naturally from the mountains and rivers, with smoke and fog around, and the sound of the night bells flying, spreading straight to the clouds. It makes people feel clear and upright, and evil thoughts are hard to arise.

Feng Rugu and his friends followed a white stone path, accompanied by the sound of reciting scriptures, and soon arrived outside the temple gate on the south side.

It got closer, and the blue bricks and green tiles appeared in the large camphor camphor. A little gray cat with royal blue eyes lay on the tiles and licked its claws lightly. When he saw someone coming, he was not afraid and meowed from a distance, as if he was welcoming guests.

However, when they reached the south gate, they were stopped by two monks guarding the temple.

Chang Boning said gently: "Two little Buddhist friends, I am a member of the Taoist sect. If you have any questions, please see the abbot of Jingyuan."

The little monk said politely: "Master, unfortunately, this temple is a big lecture. It is closed for seven days. If you don't accept foreign guests, you will not be allowed to enter."

Feng Rugu stared at the talking monk, without saying a word, and just laughed dullly beside him.

...If he had thick hair to modify, he might be considered a square face.

But as soon as the hair on the head was removed, the little monk's face was particularly prominent, and it was a mahjong plaque.

Feng Rugu proudly thought that people are different from others, just like his little Hongchen, even if he shaves his hair, he is still a handsome and beautiful man.

Ru, who was standing beside him, wondered what bad thoughts he was making. She resisted the urge to pinch his face, walked over to him and walked forward.

The little monk in the square face saw that the person coming was tall and wanted to walk in without any hesitation. He thought that the person coming was not good, so he turned black and looked cold, facing his true eyes: "Donor——"

After looking at each other for a while, the square-faced monk gradually stiffened his black face.

After looking at each other for a moment, the expression on the face of the square-faced monk was collapsed.

He stuttered, "Rururu..."

The short Hai Jing was blocked behind the three of them and was not allowed to stand out. Although Ruyi stood not far away from him since he got up, the two of them also felt familiar with him, but his scattered black hair, which was really eye-catching, so neither of them realized who he was.

But once he approached, the temperament of the Snowy Night Cold Blade was completely revealed.

The other man was stunned for a moment before he remembered to squeeze out a smile and went forward to greet him: "...Uncle Ruyi is back!"

As if it was a light: "Yeah."

He lowered his hand to his side, and his sleeves were placed behind his back. He signaled Chang with his eyes, and Feng and the other one said, "They are important visitors to the Taoist sect, and they are responsible for investigation. I will take them in. I will tell the abbot if there is anything."

The two little monks did not dare to respond and turned their two round heads into rattles.

Watching Ruyi bring the other three people into the temple, the two of them still straightened their backs, so stiff that they dared not relax at all.
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