"Amitabha, so good!" Suddenly, the monk's face turned red, and he immediately understood what Zhang Zichen meant, "Three donors, then you will rest here. When the senior brother sends news, I believe that a great monk will come to find you."

After saying that, before Zhang Zichen and others could say goodbye, the monk quickly slipped away without looking back.

"What's wrong with this master?" Zhang Zichen touched his head.

"What do you think?" Sister Mu Nuan glared at Zhang Zichen and said, "Are you teasing this master or teasing us sisters what you said just now?"

"I..." Zhang Zichen was stunned and finally realized that he had said the wrong thing. "I just said it casually, and I forgot that I was in Xiao Leiyin Temple. I'm so sorry, sorry!"

"Hmph!" But Mu Nuan ignored Zhang Zichen anymore.

"Okay, it's okay." But it was my sister Mu Yu who persuaded, "This place is a guest room, and they treat us as guests, and let us men and women live in the same yard. I guess there are some things that they know in their hearts, but they just can't explain them clearly."

"Ah? Really? Did that master really know everything about men and women just now?" Zhang Zichen said in surprise.

"It should be known." Mu Yu's face felt a little hot. It was really embarrassing to talk about men and women with a man. "And sometimes people come to Xiao Leiyin Temple to do business, and these things are all agreed in the temple."

"So that's it! That's great! Sister Mu Yu, since no one cares about it, let's start!" Zhang Zichen laughed.

"What to start..." Before Mu Yu could speak, she screamed in shock, but was picked up by Zhang Zichen.

"Prince Tu, what are you doing?"

"Hehe! What do you think I want to do?"

"No, no!"

"No? Your sisters agreed to stay with me for three days. Do you have to go back on your word?"

“…”

Mu Yu was speechless. Zhang Zichen laughed and hugged Mu Yu and ran forward suddenly.

In the yard, there were indeed nine rooms. Zhang Zichen kicked open a room door casually, threw Mu Yu directly onto the bed, and rushed onto it!

But just as Zhang Zichen was about to tear his clothes, a roar came from the door: "Homemaker, bully my sister, you are looking for death!"

Zhang Zichen looked back and smiled immediately on his face: "I don't want to be in vain when I came to my door."

Then he flashed, came to Mu Nuan and picked her up, and threw her on the bed.

"You little crazy guy, you bad guy! Stop it! Don't pull my clothes, I'm still bought my clothes!"

"Prince Tu, what are you doing? Do you want both of us sisters..."

"Sister, don't let him pull his clothes! Beat him to death!"

"The Emperor of Slaughter, the door is not closed! Ah! My clothes! Don't do it!"

...

About half an hour later, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the yard.

"Little madman! Get up quickly! Someone is here!"

"Hurry up, it's a master here!"

Under the urging of Mu Yu and Mu Nuan, Zhang Zichen stepped under the bed helplessly. However, at this time, Zhang Zichen's clothes were torn, his eyes were beaten black, and his face was swollen like a bun.

Looking at the two girls on the bed, their clothes were intact, but occasionally a few places were torn to pieces, revealing their fair skin.

Zhang Zichen was so amused that he and the two girls were lying on the bed and tearing their clothes. It took so long that he did not take off any of them.

On the contrary, he was slapped in the face by these two women, which caused his current injuries.

"Two aunts! You agreed to accompany me for three days before. What's the point of your resistance like this? Do you want to repent?" As soon as Zhang Zichen spoke, his swollen face muscles trembled with pain.

Unexpectedly, Mu Nuan laughed and said, "Little madman, we said we would accompany you for three days, but if you want to get us, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

"Hmph! You guys wait and see! I have no choice but to do with you when you are together. When you are separated, I am cracking one by one, so that you can get it right and become my plaything!" Zhang Zichen snorted coldly.

"Little madman, go out! Go out quickly! Someone is coming, we are going to change our clothes!" Mu Nuan shouted loudly.

"I..." Zhang Zichen wanted to stay here, and see that the two women were embarrassed to change their clothes in front of her, but then she thought that the purpose of coming to Xiao Leiyin Temple was to find Master Changkong. Now that I have the chance, I can't give up.

So Zhang Zichen quickly walked out of the room, and when he was about to enter another room to change into a cleaner and tidy set of clothes, someone had already walked into the yard.

Zhang Zichen looked back and saw a monk wearing a red cassock walking in from outside. The monk walked with extraordinary temperament. Zhang Zichen explored his spiritual sense and actually rebounded.

A strong man in the holy king realm!

Zhang Zichen did not dare to be negligent, so he hurried forward, came to the monk, folded his hands together, and bowed: "I don't know that this master is..."

When the monk saw Zhang Zichen, he frowned.

Zhang Zichen was stunned and immediately realized that it was because of his appearance that he destroyed his image in the other person's heart.

So Zhang Zichen quickly apologized and said, "This master, I... I was accidentally knocked down by two bitches just now, and then I was bitten to what I am now."

His eyes were panda eyes, his face was swollen like he had swallowed a few buns, and his clothes were torn.

No one would believe that Zhang Zichen was bitten by two bitches.

However, the monk didn't care about Zhang Zichen's appearance, but frowned and said, "You have a strong hostility and murderous aura. There are black air surrounding your body. How many people have you killed?"

"This... I have no choice but to kill someone." Zhang Zichen's face was covered in cold sweat, afraid that the other party would not want to take him in, and afraid that the other party would slap him, and that he would die.

"I had no choice?" But the monk heard Zhang Zichen's words and snorted coldly, "If the world is ruled by Emperor Xuanyuan Tian, ​​it is peaceful. I have not seen anyone with a stronger killing heart than you in nearly six thousand years. Boy, I really don't know how many undead lives there are in you! Amitabha, good, good!"

"Master...I..." Zhang Zichen stuttered, "Actually, killing people is not my intention. It's just that I have practiced a technique called "The Ancient Chaos Art", which has led to the hidden violent aura in my body. At first I didn't care, until the higher my cultivation level, the more this side effect appeared. And the last time, I was in a densely populated city, and I entered a state of being in a state of devilishness."
Chapter completed!