Ten years ago or so, people have changed a lot.

This is the case with the little monk. He was originally only a five-year-old little monk. Ten years later, he had grown into a handsome and elegant young man. Not only that, his long black hair had also grown out.

During a thunderstorm, the young monk climbed out of the grave.

After coming out, he didn't hesitate and went straight in one direction.

Today's little monk is just born for revenge.

Although it was thundering, it did not rain. Instead, it snowed heavily.

The heavy snow came into contact with the little monk's skin, but it did not melt away, but covered the little monk's body.

The snow-clearing monk saw someone coming and hurried forward to ask. Yuan Chen said in a hoarse voice: "I want to ask if this is Fengling Temple?"

The sweeping monk did not realize at all that the person in front of him was the kid chasing after him and calling him uncle.

"This is Fengling Temple. What does the donor mean when he comes here? Is he here to worship Buddha or make a wish?"

Fengling Temple is located deep in the Fengling Forest, and it is almost impossible for anyone to come. But now, someone has come, so the sweeping monk was a little stunned just now.

"I'm here to make a wish." Yuan Chen said without emotion.

His eyes had already passed through Fengling Temple and saw the majestic and majestic monk.
Chapter completed!