My Lady Is Not A Demon

The mysterious monk that appeared suddenly walked slowly, and the rustle of smashing fallen leaves seemed particularly rhythmic in the silent woods.

Such an ordinary monk, but inexplicably gives people a kind of pressure.

Tianlong Mage...

Although Chen Mu hadn't seen what the rumored counterpart looked like, when he saw the counterpart at the first glance, he unconsciously thought of the name in his heart.

A solemn color appeared in the beautiful eyes of the young man, and his lotus feet moved lightly, leaning on his side to block Chen Mu's body.

Pieces of emerald green leaves fluttered all over.

The tip of the hair that was blowing in the wind was faintly scented, and plunged into the man's breath.

"Super master."

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Among the many Buddhist forces in the Dayan Dynasty, the foundation and scale of Dawei Temple were not very large, and there were only a few disciples under the monarch.

But its influence cannot be underestimated.

The reason for the prestige is entirely because of the Master Tianlong.

From the little known monk and nun to one of the Buddhist leaders, he participated in annotating the wordless scriptures, making his prestige overtake many Buddhist Sages.

In the early years, when the Queen Mother was in power, she wanted to build a statue of the Buddha, but she was opposed by many Buddhist forces. It was Master Tianlong who dealt with and persuaded her to help the Queen Mother to stabilize her position and become a person of great importance.

On the surface, Master Tianlong has become a eagle dog next to the Queen Mother very spineless.

But in fact, everyone who really knows him knows that Tianlong is quite free to have sex, and he is neither humble nor overbearing to anyone, and has even sung against the Queen Mother several times.

No one knows how good his Cultivation Base is for such a casual person.

I only know that his famous skill "Dawei Tianlong" has repeatedly defeated a number of super masters, and the previous Yin & Yang Zongtianjun Yunxiao once commented on this monk, there is a god-tier master of breaking the river and catching the stars.

Through these stories and rumors, it is sufficient to show that the Cultivation Base of Master Tianlong is good.

Sure enough, Hong Chen gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed respectfully to the coming Mage Tianlong: "Master."

Tianlong Mage is not the old man in imagination.

On the contrary, he looks very young.

The tough cheeks are not so handsome, but they are also quite masculine.

His figure is actually taller and burly than his apprentice Hong Chen, which really interprets what is meant by "a tiger with a back and a waist".

But what contradicted it was his temperament, which instead contained a three-pointed bookish volume.

And his eyes.

There is a bleak state of vicissitudes in line with his identity and age.

"Donor Chen, long time no see."

Master Tianlong stood still three feet away and saluted Chen Muyao with a smile on his face.

Chen Mu frowned: "Have we met before?"

"I haven't seen it before."

"Then why did you say... long time no see."

"Although I haven't seen each other, I already know each other." Master Tianlong smiled. "In the heart of the poor monk, I have already met the donor."

"Oh, pretending to be a fool!"

Chen Mu sneered. "I thought that the legendary Tianlong Mage could surprise me. It seems that he is still the same as other monks. He only knows the mystery."

For Chen Mu's mockery, Master Tianlong was not at all annoyed.

His vicissitudes of life like an old man looked at the young man, nodded gently to say hello, and then landed on Wucai Luo.

In the monk's eyes, there was a little more curiosity.

The little girl stopped teasing the little spirit pet at this time, took out a snack and ate it happily.

Facing the gaze of Master Tianlong, the girl did not respond.

"No life, inhuman."

Master Tianlong said something inexplicable, then took his gaze back, looked at his seriously injured apprentice, and said. "You are greedy."

Hong Chen looked guilty and lowered his head: "The disciple knows his mistake."

"You are not wrong."

Master Tianlong sighed. "You are just a little anxious, but slower, overestimating yourself and underestimating others."

"The disciple understands, it's just..."

Hong Chen opened his mouth, and didn't know how to interpret his own state of mind for a while, eventually with a bit of decadence and loss. "The disciple knows his mistake."

Master Tianlong shook his head, looking regretful: "Heart's Demon is a little late."

Hong Chen's body was shocked, and his expression was lonely.

Master Tianlong turned and looked at Chen Mu, with a somewhat complicated gaze: "Although Mrs. Chen is greedy for the world of the world, he has no desire for ignorance. It is a pity that you are not a Buddhist disciple, otherwise you will have to cultivate and become a true fruit."

"Don't, my women haven't played enough, the monk is not for me."

Chen Mu waved his hand and smiled. "But to be honest, you can teach an apprentice who looks at other people's wives, and Daoxing is like that. Being a monk is not suitable for you. You should go home and grow sweet potatoes."

The man's words made Hong Zhu'er giggle behind him, and gave a thumbs up to Chen Mu's back.

I have to say that this guy has a lot of guts.

There are not many people in this world who can mock Tianlong Mage face-to-face like this.

Just now, after seeing Master Tianlong, her legs were a little weak, and she was ready to find a chance to escape. Unexpectedly, Chen Mu is so stubborn and impressive.

"What the donor said is that thousands of people have thousands of Buddhas in their hearts, and monks are humans after all. They have seven emotions, six desires, and all kinds of worries. If you don't let them go, how can you kill them? You can't cultivate Buddhas by suppressing them with hard work."

Master Tianlong said softly.

Chen Mu's tone was impatient: "I don't have time to discuss Dharma with you, hurry up and take your apprentice to get out. Next time if you let me know that he still dares to pester my lady, don't blame me. You're welcome. Listen... I really will. You're welcome!"

With cold eyes swept over the crowd, Chen Mu motioned for Wucai Luo and Shao Siming to enter the carriage.

Hong Zhuer tentatively got into the carriage, and saw that Chen Mu didn't say a word, his red lips bend, and he leaned into the carriage and sat beside Wucai Luo.

Those monks in Liyuan Temple did not dare to stop.

The carriage slowly left, drifting away from the monks.

Seeing through the curtains that Master Tianlong was not chasing him, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief. His back was already wet with sweat.

Grandma's bear, it's cool to talk ruthlessly, but if you pretend to be too much, you'll eat bad luck.

After all, the opponent is an advanced master of Cultivation Base.

If that guy wants to stop, Chen Mu really can't guarantee that he can leave with the two girls safely.

"Today, thank you Master Chen for helping the Nujia out of the siege. For such a great favor, the Nujia will surely repay him well when he returns."

The red bamboo's beautiful eyes moved in the autumn, the pink tongue scraped across the lips in a seductive gesture, and he took off the cap, three thousand green silks leaned down like a waterfall, smilingly staring at the opposite man, intriguing reveal.

I have to say that this woman can show the ultimate charming sentiment no matter when it is.

But Chen Mu stretched out his hand: "Bring it."

"what?"

Hong Zhu'er was startled, his big black and white eyes filled with doubts.

Chen Mu hugged the young man's scented shoulders, and the smile from the corners of his lips was a bit cold: "Of course it is a boneless relic."

As soon as this remark came out, Hong Zhu'er's face changed.

She stared at Chen Mu, the fascination that she had deliberately revealed before disappeared, and her whole body exuded an icy breath.

"Master Chen, what do you mean."

The woman asked coldly.

Chen Mu's fingers felt the softness of Shao Siming's skin through the thin clothes, and said slowly and systematically: "If it weren't for me just now, could you escape alive? I saved your life, you should give something, right? ."

Hong Zhu'er clenched his pink fist, his chest undulating.

Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den.

She didn't expect Chen Mu to be so shameless, but the other party was telling the truth. Without him, she would not be able to escape safely.

Hong Zhuer's eyes rolled and she smiled, "It turns out that Mrs. Chen wants the slave family to give something. I said it earlier. What the slave family can give is definitely better than a relic..."

The woman leaned forward, her black hair falling down her temples, and it landed on the white neck, with a delicate fragrance overflowing.

She stretched out her jade hand and put it on Chen Mu's shoulder, smiling charmingly: "Master Chen, do you want to try it?"

"I'm not interested in you, really."

Chen Mu reached out and pointed at the woman's forehead, pushing her back to her original position, "Hand over the boneless relic, and I will let you go. If you don't, I will make you cry and trust me."

Red bamboo's angry teeth are itchy, and his complexion is cloudy.

She looked at Wucai Luo next to her, and cursed: "Little girl, I saved you back then, so I don't intend to help me?"

Wucai Luo was stunned, blocked the door of the carriage, and wiped out the opponent's last hope of escape.

Hong Zhuer: "..."

Chen Mu said lightly: "Actually, I still have one more question. If you can answer honestly, I might let you go."

"Oh? What's the problem?" Hong Zhuer raised her eyebrows.

Chen Mu looked at Wucai Luo and asked softly: "You have never told me and Kashyah to tell the truth. You said Xiao Luo was picked up from the White Bone Cavern in Pisces Country, but I don’t believe it, there must be something we don’t know. Inside story."

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