Chapter 581 If you don't love me, you will die 12
Jiujiu did some tricks and would not gain weight immediately, but would only suck the inner part of the mulberry leaves little by little.
Of course, the magic power that Sang Ye had cultivated disappeared along with the internal force. When the internal force and magic power disappeared, Sang Ye would become fat and ugly little by little like those women in the past.
This world is a martial arts world. Apart from Jiujiu, an external soul, is enough. One more will cause the world to collapse. As for Mang Ye's mana that does not belong to this world, it will only accelerate the speed of the world's collapse. For the sake of this world, Jiujiu naturally has to eliminate Mang Ye's mana first.
Because he was in a carnival with the man in the house, Mulberry Ye didn't feel anything about the fat Gu entering his body.
He kicked the man who had been sucked away by himself and almost like a useless man, put on his clothes, picked up his sword and bowed, and turned to go down the mountain.
Because I was going to kill Jiujiu this time, no one informed Sang Ye and no one brought her, for fear that someone would find her magic that was different from now.
Jiujiu followed Sang Ye down the mountain.
After Sang Ye went down the mountain, he kept walking aimlessly because he didn't know where to find Jiujiu. He was really the kind of person who lived wherever he went. But the difference was that Sang Ye would cast spells and seduce the other person when he saw a handsome man.
The man seduced by the mulberry leaves as if he had no soul, followed the mulberry leaves to do whatever he wanted. The author's shameful things were sucked dry by the mulberry leaves the next day, but he didn't know what happened.
Every time after the mulberry leaves are finished, the magic power she sucked by the insect will be restored.
Jiujiu was also anxious.
This Yan Xiu was like a cheater. It was obvious that the Gu Zhe had worked very hard, but he still couldn't kill her at once. If this continues, when will the Sang Ye die?
Jiujiu really regretted that she didn't throw more insects in.
But the hardest thing in the world is the regret medicine, and even if Jiujiu regrets it, it is useless.
Even because Sang Ye used his magic power, Jiujiu had no way to use his magic power at all. Even Xiaobai and Baozi couldn't come out. She was simply fighting with Sang Ye alone.
Jiujiu is almost sad to death.
I had known that Sang Ye would have killed her when she ran back, and she would not have harmed so many people.
Jiujiu was in a very depressed mood and was very sad. Even if there was delicious food in front of her, she could not save her.
Just as Jiujiu was thinking about how to make mulberry leaves give up and continue to replenish them, mulberry leaves found another target.
The goal this time is different from before, this time it is a monk.
And he is a monk with a very handsome appearance and a halo. Just when you see him, you will feel the feeling of being shining by the Buddha's light. This man is a natural monk
The witch always has some messy plots, such as loving monks.
The moment I saw this monk, Sang Ye, who originally thought Mo Yu was already very handsome, suddenly felt that compared to this monk, Mo Yu was simply a scumbag.
He should be hers for such a handsome monk with a compassionate mind.
Mang Ye is a face-controller and likes beautiful affairs the most, except for beautiful women. So when I saw the monk, Mang Ye felt that this monk was different from those men in the past.
Those men like her beautiful appearance and a ecstasy taste, but this monk is different.
His eyes were merciful, and his eyes were the same when he looked at everyone. It seemed that in his eyes, whether it was men or women, whether it was elderly or children, they were the same when they were separated from their appearance and looked directly at your inner self. In his eyes, whether it was humans, animals, or even flowers and plants were the same.
The equality of all beings is fully demonstrated in the monk. He is a natural monk.
Jiujiu was also shocked when she saw the monk.
Isn't this Ain?
Although there is only one soul fragment, the familiar fluctuations are not wrong.
Feeling Sang Ye's possessive eyes looking at the monk's possessive eyes, Jiujiu just felt that she should stand up, otherwise her husband's moral integrity would be lost.
Whatever Sang Ye likes will naturally seduce her. She first used soul-catching techniques to look at the monk's eyes.
But what surprised Sang Ye was that even though he took action, the monk seemed to not feel the charm from Sang Ye. His eyes were empty-handed, but he just glanced at Sang Ye lightly, folded his hands together, and silently recited the Buddha's name, and then there was nothing else.
The first time his soul-catching technique failed, Sang Ye was stunned, but his senses towards the monk were even better. Such a man who could resist temptation should be his own.
Mang Ye twisted his waist and walked to the monk with charm. His voice was no longer as charming as before. He was as charming and affectionate as a woman who had seen thousands of sails. His eyes were even more charming and said in a delicate way: "Hello, Master."
"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes and recited silently: "The little monk pays homage to the female donor."
Sang Ye chuckled and cursed in his heart.
She has been out for so long and has played with the monk. At the beginning, the monks were all reserved and said that they were monks, but when they were really with her, they were even more hungry than wolves. The monk's seriousness was still reserved in the eyes of Mangye.
The corner of Sang Ye's mouth curled up, and he stretched out his slender hand and gently stroked the monk's shoulder. The voice was very light but fatal temptation: "The little woman wants to ask the master for advice. I hope the master will give me some advice."
The monk opened his eyes, and his eyes were as clear as a clear spring. His eyes looked at the mulberry leaves like small flowers and grass on the roadside: "But the donor is okay."
Mang Ye: "The little woman is sick. Every night, her chest feels stuffy and her heart is even more painful. I wonder if the master can treat the little woman tonight."
"I think you are not bored, but sexy."
Accompanied by the crisp sound of bells, Jiujiu walked into the inn with a reserved small step, her eyes swept across the monk, then looked at Sang Ye and said, "Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you, Miss Sang Ye, have you been so happy recently?"
Although he said greetings, there was a bright joke in Jiujiu's eyes.
He was searching for him for a long time, but when he looked back, she was by his side. If it weren't for the monk, Sang Ye would have killed Jiujiu immediately, but now, he still pretended to be careful to his image.
Sure enough, it’s not good for people to pretend to behave for a long time. They are obviously very angry but they still have to pretend that I am good and I am not angry.
Jiujiu sat in front of the monk, poured a cup of tea, and while savoring the tea carefully, she looked at the monk and said, "What's your name?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!