Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Outside the empty shrine, a thick black mist filled the air, and the pair of pupils exuded a faint glow, staring at Su Xiaoxiao's fourth daughter, very greedy.

But it seems that he is afraid of something and does not dare to enter the scope of the shrine.

At this time, there was a crisp footstep in the shrine.

In the eyes of the four women, a young monk in a gray robe stepped on his clogs and walked out with a warm smile on his face. He first bent down, and then politely opened his mouth and said, "Four benefactors, come from afar. , Xiao Seng is very honored. Those resentful spirits outside the shrine should have caused a lot of influence on the four donors. However, please rest assured that there are small monks who dare not step into the scope of the shrine by these resentful spirits.

Everyone, please move further and enter the shrine. The little monk will exorcise the evil spirits for the four benefactors. "

This little monk has clear eyebrows and a handsome face. Compared with the so-called creamy niches on TV, he is no less inferior, and even faintly, he is even better.

If you let those Yan control see it, they will definitely be annoyed. How could such a handsome guy escape into the empty door?

"It scared me to death! I thought it was a fake shrine. After a long time, it was the shrine guarding these evil shrines!"

"Fortunately, nothing weird happened, otherwise, Sister Xue would really be exhausted."

Mu Yuyan and Su Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

So far, all I have seen are some 'ghost things', and after finally seeing people, a hanging heart can finally be settled.

The blood-colored mandala stared at the little monk up and down, looked at it carefully, and did not notice any aura similar to the blue-faced Fang Shikigami, so he put away his vigilance and put away the Ghost Slaying Sword.

Together, the four women walked into the shrine following the little monk.

Because of the stone statue, Mu Yuyan and Su Xiaoxiao were very afraid, and they both relied on the bloody mandala.

Only Lin Youchu walked at the forefront, following behind the little monk's butt.

Seeing that he was about to cross the threshold of the shrine, Lin Youchu stopped, pushed the blood-colored mandala behind him with his hand, and then slapped the little monk with the strength of his milk.

Peng!

The little monk was photographed flying more than ten meters away.

He turned around quickly, the monk robe on his body was bulging, frowned, and said inexplicably, "Donor, why do you want to sneak attack?"

"How about pretending to be a Nima? How can there be a real shrine in this dark place where the autumn doesn't slip and the birds don't poop?"

Lin Youchu stared at the little monk with bright eyes.

With full Gongdou skills, she will not only compete for favor, but also know how to identify danger!

In the backyard of the deep palace, it is difficult to walk, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life.

This is what my mother told her!

Not only must learn to hug the thighs, but also to please Qin Lang, and more importantly, to distinguish the crisis!

And now, is the biggest crisis!

How could there be a shrine in this ghost place?

How could there be a little human monk here?

No matter how handsome you look, so what?

She Lin Youchu Ma Flea returns to Ma Flea, but she is not a female cousin!

They have already given their bodies to Qin Lang, other handsome guys have nothing to do with her, okay!

"The donor misunderstood, this is an enchantment, and this shrine was built to suppress the enchantment, you don't understand, but it is excusable, the little monk will not be angry.

Don't delay, the resentful spirits here harbor a strong evil spirit, and the four benefactors have already suffered deeply from it. "

The little monk urged and walked in the direction of Lin Youchu.

"Back! Back! Back!"

At this moment, Lin Youchu's IQ has occupied the high ground.

Pushing and shoving the three girls backwards, they madly retreated, waiting until they were about to approach the edge of the black mist before they stopped.

She decided that the little monk in front of her was a bad thing, and she refused to believe his words even if she was killed.

Without turning her head, she explained to the three women of the bloody mandala, "Don't be deceived, this little monk is in a hurry, and he can't wait to let us enter the shrine, there must be something wrong here!

Also, don't forget, we are in Sakura, and this little monk speaks Mandarin, which is the biggest loophole!

Even if there is a real shrine in the enchantment, how can the little monk in it still be from the Dragon Kingdom?

I can't believe that in the shrine of Sakura, even the little monks are of such high quality and proficient in Mandarin! "

bass!

The blood-colored mandala stared angrily at the little monk in front of him, jumped up, and slashed when he drew his sword.

She is not a good man and a woman. She used to be in the killer industry, and she was very cold-blooded.

Not to mention the strange behavior of this little monk, even if there is nothing unusual, killing a cherry blossom man, the blood mandala will not have any psychological burden.

"Donor, you've got photos, the little monk is a good person."

The little monk said a Zen number, and then raised his hand to grab the Ghost Slayer Sword.

He held the Ghost Slayer Sword with ease, making the Scarlet Mandala unable to move.

But at this moment, on the Ghost Slaying Sword, rays of light suddenly appeared, and there was a steady stream of black mist, and the palm of the monk's palm began to steam out, and it made a babbling sound.

"Damn it! How can you have such a tyrannical magic weapon?"

The little monk's face became hideous, and he quickly retreated back into the scope of the shrine.

The evaporating black mist began to gradually dissipate, and the burning red blood bubbles on his palm gradually calmed down.

"Damn it! Die for me!"

Scarlet Mandala snorted coldly, and the incomparably cruel man was about to rush into the shrine to behead this man with a beast-like heart.

Lin Youchu in the back hugged one arm of the Scarlet Mandala in time, looked at the Scarlet Mandala who turned his head, and shook his head vigorously, "Don't go in, there must be something strange in this shrine, even the damage of the Ghost Slaying Sword. able to resist.

This ghost stays in the shrine, and its strength must be stronger!

As long as we don't go in, this monster won't dare to come out to trouble us again. We have beauty pills, take a rest, and then cut out another road to see if we can get out. "

Anyway, this shrine is definitely not allowed to enter.

Otherwise, something will definitely happen!

The bloody mandala calmed down, nodded, and turned around to cut a path again in the direction of the black mist.

"It's already here, so delicious blood, don't even think about running away!"

Inside the shrine, the little monk's voice was no longer so ethereal, and gradually became hoarse.

The originally handsome face was gradually shrouded in black mist. Gradually, the whole person was covered by a black mist. The area of ​​this black mist was constantly expanding, and the entire shrine was covered by the black mist.