The third world does not cross the demon

"How to gamble?" Monk Budu put away the natal prayer beads in the air, grabbed them with his backhand, put them around his neck, and asked.

"Let's see who kills first! The loser has to promise the winner one thing! How about it? Monk, do you dare to bet?" Mr. Lian Yue turned into phantoms, constantly shuttling among the only four remaining Among the demon killers.

"Okay!" Monk Budu nodded solemnly.

In the blink of an eye, Young Master Lian Yue took out the black flute pinned to his waist, and the front of the flute opened automatically, like an acacia flower, blooming in the sky. In one circle, the two demon killers lost their lives...

Young Master Lian Yue raised the flute in his hand, and looked at Monk Budu as if showing off, but he saw that Monk Budu had folded his hands together, standing on the spot neither happy nor sad.

Young Master Lian Yue's smug smile froze at the corner of his mouth in an instant, bit his lips lightly and said, "Monk~ Your Buddha's light just restrains the devil, this bet shouldn't be counted!"

Monk Budu just raised his eyelids slightly, and said flatly, "Anything you want!"

Even Young Master Yue's sophistry had already reached his lips, but he was choked back by the two words that Monk Budu didn't care about, and said with some annoyance: "What is casual?"

Seeing his appearance, Monk Budu just shook his head slightly, raised his legs and walked forward on his own.

Young Master Lian Yue was completely enraged by Monk Budu's negligent attitude!He took a few steps quickly and murmured at the monk's back: "Hey! Monk! Don't look down on me! This time I lost the bet! I am willing to bet on Lian Yue! Tell me! Do you really want me Lian Yue?" do what?"

After Monk Budu listened, he stamped his footsteps slightly, and there was a moment of trance between his brows and eyes...

What the little monk wishes you to do is to let go of the obsessions in your heart and stop creating random killing karma...

It's just, can you do this?

"Hey! Monk~ You are talking! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" When Mr. Lian Yue said the word "opportunity", his cheeks flushed slightly, and even his heartbeat felt inexplicably flustered.

Monk Budu finally turned around, met his clear eyes, a gust of wind blew by, disheveled Young Master Lian Yue's long black hair, and also messed up Monk Budu's white cassock...

In the clear eyes of Monk Budu, Young Master Lian Yue saw his slightly parted lips, a little nervous...

Lian Yue, Lian Yue, what are you expecting?

he!Not only men!He is still a monk!

He saved you time and time again, just to insist on the Buddhadharma that saves all sentient beings in his heart...

Month after month, month after month!wake up!You are just a son of "Fengyuelou" who sells jokes and sings!

For this monk, is there really something else on his mind?

"My little monk, I only wish..." Monk Budu said softly, interrupting Young Master Lian Yue's whimsical thoughts.

"What do you wish for?" Seeing Monk Budu, Young Master Lian Yue suddenly stopped, and approached him unconsciously, his eyes were burning, but flickering!

To his surprise, Monk Budu also took a step towards him, the distance between the two was only a punch away...

Even the nasal cavity is full of the smell of the other party...

Just as Monk Budu was about to speak, his two resolute and handsome eyebrows frowned suddenly, and he pushed Young Master Lianyue away unexpectedly with his internal force...