"I'm looking for a mask."

Face mask?

By the way, I was frozen in a big ice knot just now and had to be removed by force. This can be regarded as the achievement of Xiaoling Tmall.

Just, why are you looking for a mask?

You have grown up like this, so it’s a little late to think about covering your face now, right?

"Master Luohan, why do you care about these details?

Appearance is just skin, there’s no need to be persistent, right?”

Raising the bowl, Arhat's hair exploded in one stroke, and he whipped both front and back, knocking Moon to the ground.

"Either help, or stop beeping.

It’s so smelly, can’t you smell it?”

Moon covered his face and sat on the ground without any shame.

It was as if he hadn't slapped her in the face just now.

Apart from being a little surprised, it wasn't because of being whipped.

"Master Luohan, if you find it smelly, you can cover your nose."

When it came to the nose, Moon didn't dare to talk further.

The face of the arhat holding a bowl has been turned into a twisted chrysanthemum by Gong Kanghui.

Where can I find it? Where is the nose?

You can't cover the whole anus, right?

He quickly lowered his head, lay on the ground, and helped the alms-raising man find a mask.

Shi Huozhu stood upstairs, holding his nose, and was doing fine.
Chapter completed!