Fantasy: Transform into an ancient demon and slaughter the world!

The two of them were so beautiful that they had to wait for the next day.

"Mu Chenxi, the saint of Xuanbing Sect?"

"I, did I hear it right? She is Mu Chenxi, who ranks third on the Monster List and first on the Rouge List?"

"The only woman who can have such beauty is Mu Chenxi, who ranks first on the Rouge List. She is really beautiful, just like the rumors say, like a snow lotus that is independent of the world!"

"Oh my God, I actually saw Mu Chenxi, who ranks first on the Rouge List. I have no regrets in my life!!"

"..."

All the men were attracted by Mu Chenxi's beauty and fell in love with her.

The women present felt ashamed and a hint of jealousy rose in their hearts.

Such an exquisite face, she is really the favorite of heaven!

"Shua shua!!"

More than a dozen figures emerged from Tianbao Tower, led by the owner Zhao Kangteng.

Liu Wenjun, Meng Jie, Lu Yongsheng, Zhao Kongming, Zhao Yanran and others followed closely behind.

"It is an honor for Tianbao Tower that the Saint can come to Tianbao Tower."

"On behalf of Tianbao Tower, I welcome the Saint!"

Zhao Kangteng walked out with a smile on his face and welcomed Mu Chenxi.

Mu Chenxi came from the super power Xuanbing Sect, and she was also the Saint of Xuanbing Sect. She had a noble status and powerful cultivation. She was not something that Tianbao Tower could provoke.

"Master Zhao, you are too polite."

Mu Chenxi replied with a calm face and a cold voice.

The chill emanating from her body made even Zhao Kangteng feel a chill.

It is rumored that Mu Chenxi has cultivated the extreme cold field to perfection. With a wave of her hand, she can burst out the coldest power in the world, which can make the opponent suffer in battle.

As long as Mu Chenxi has a thought, Zhao Kangteng and others will instantly turn into ice sculptures.

The saint in front of him is also a demigod!

"What a beautiful girl..." Zhao Yanran looked at Mu Chenxi quietly with her beautiful eyes.

Even a beauty like Zhao Yanran would be surprised by her beauty when she saw Mu Chenxi.

However, Zhao Yanran and Mu Chenxi have their own merits, and both are beauties that are hard to come by in a thousand years.

The last time the Rouge List was updated was ten years ago. At that time, Zhao Yanran was only twelve years old. Whether it was her appearance or her figure, she had not grown up, so she ranked second.

Now ten years have passed, Zhao Yanran has already grown into a graceful lady.

If the Rouge List is updated again, Zhao Yanran will definitely be able to share the same beauty with Mu Chenxi.

Zhao Kongming, who was always lustful, didn't dare to look at Mu Chenxi.

This is a demigod!

It is said that a Saint Emperor looked at Mu Chenxi for a moment, and then had his eyes gouged out by Mu Chenxi. It was horrible.

Therefore, even if Zhao Kongming had ten times the courage, he would not dare to have any thoughts about Mu Chenxi.

"Master Zhao, Chenxi came here to find someone." Mu Chenxi said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Kangteng asked with a puzzled look: "Who is the Saint?"

"The Buddhist disciple, Wuxin."

When Mu Chenxi, who was expressionless, mentioned Wuxin, her beautiful eyes sparkled.

"Master Wuxin?"

Zhao Kangteng frowned, feeling a little surprised.

Why did the Saint of Xuanbing Sect come to find Master Wuxin?

"Could it be that the poems written by Master Wuxin are related to Mu Chenxi?" Zhao Yanran's beautiful eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of something.

"What? Is there a problem?"

Mu Chenxi raised her eyes and asked.

A chill hit Zhao Kangteng's hands and feet, and the spiritual energy in his body was frozen, unable to move at all.

"No, no problem!"

"Just I need to tell Master Wuxin first..."

Zhao Kangteng's eyes turned slightly, and he said with some embarrassment.

Mu Chenxi is the saint of Xuanbing Sect and is not easy to provoke, but Wuxin is also not easy to provoke.

If Wuxin is upset, Zhao Kangteng will lose more than he gains.

"Needless to say, he has been hiding from me for more than a hundred years, how could he be willing to see me?"

Mu Chenxi's face was cold, she stepped out with her jade feet, and the space was distorted, and she had turned into a cold light and swept away.

"Saint, this..."

Zhao Kangteng felt a little tricky, and at this time he looked at the courtyard where Wuxin was, and he was at a loss.

"Father, let the Saint go to find Master Wuxin."

"With Master Wuxin's realm, he will definitely not bother with us."

Zhao Yanran comforted Zhao Kangteng.

Hearing this, Zhao Kangteng nodded, "That's the only way, but why did the Saint come to find Master Wuxin?"

"Maybe it's because of love..." Zhao Yanran frowned slightly, then whispered.

"Yan

However, this can't be nonsense! "

"Master Wuxin is the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, how could he be trapped by love?"

Zhao Kangteng was startled and quickly warned Zhao Yanran.

At the same time, Mu Chenxi had already arrived outside the courtyard.

She was wearing a light green dress, with fair skin and a cold face, like a fairy in Yaochi.

"Tap tap tap..."

Mu Chenxi slowly stepped into the courtyard and saw Wuxin under the sycamore tree at a glance.

Wuxin closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Mu Chenxi's pupils suddenly shrank, and the beautiful eyes containing thousands of stars were filled with mist. The figure she had been thinking about day and night was right in front of her.

He was still so handsome, with soft lines, which made people very comfortable.

"Amitabha."

"Mu donor, long time no see. "

Wuxin slowly opened his eyes, put his hands together, bowed slightly and said.

Hearing the word "donor", Mu Chenxi felt a pain in her heart, as if being pointed at by a knife...

"Yes, I haven't seen you for 103 years." Mu Chenxi forced a smile while holding back tears.

She hasn't laughed for a long time...

"You have made great progress in the past 100 years, and I am really happy for you."

Wuxin also smiled, his voice as calm as water.

Seeing Wuxin so indifferent, Mu Chenxi's heart hurt more and more.

"You have been hiding from me for more than 100 years, and finally you are willing to come out of seclusion."

There was a hint of complaint in Mu Chenxi's voice, but more of it was joy.

Just because she saw Wuxin again.

"I am not hiding from Mu, the donor, but I am just comprehending the Dharma." Wuxin put his hands together and said.

"Comprehending the Dharma?"

"Then what did you comprehend? "

Mu Chenxi was a little angry after hearing this, and questioned Wuxin.

"Does Mu really want to hear it?" Wuxin frowned slightly, and then asked back.

Mu Chenxi nodded lightly, she wanted to see what kind of Buddhist teachings Wuxin had been comprehending in the past hundred years.

"Okay."

"Then I will tell you, Mu."

Wuxin nodded slowly, and then said: "The people you meet and the things you experience in this life are all debts that need to be repaid. Meeting is because there is a debt to be repaid. Leaving is because it has been repaid. If you didn't owe it in the previous life, you won't see it in this life. If you meet in this life, you must owe it. When fate arises, I see you in the crowd, and when fate ends, I see you in the crowd. "

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. "

Wuxin slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together and said silently.

Hearing this, Mu Chenxi's beautiful eyes were already wet.

What Wuxin said was undoubtedly saying that their fate had ended...

"Whether there is fate or not, I just want an answer now."

"Have you loved me from the beginning to the end?"

Mu Chenxi stared at Wuxin with her beautiful eyes and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

For this answer, she has been waiting for a hundred years.