The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Then the two soldiers remembered that it was pregnant, not born, it should be fine ...

So the two soldiers lifted up their white clothes again and ran to another separate room.

Watching the white clothes go away, the others also secretly wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads. If it explodes here, none of them who are watching the fun can run away!

So he quickly dissipated to see the lively, so as not to catch the pond fish.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before a bang, and the separate room was also attacked by red pepper noodles.

"What on earth did you encounter? You have been producing bombs?" Inside the Red Devil, many people were talking.

"I heard that I went to Huaxia and counted a monk. I heard that the monk is very famous in Huaxia and will be supernatural. You said, is that monk playing tricks?"

"Is it possible ... if it was him, my God, who caused such a person?"

"But we the Red Devils are not so troublesome. He is so powerful. He is in the light, we are in the dark, we have mental calculations and carelessness, and he may not be able to carry it."

"Look at what the people above say."

...

At the same time, the Red Demon Headquarters, in a secret underground palace, only a few people sat on the long table.

From the end to the end, there are men and women in orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and black, and seven colors of clothes. The top position is empty, and there is a curtain in the back. No one can see clearly. Only vague shadows can be seen, and men and women are indistinguishable.

"The red suit was put into the police station by the founder, and the white suit helped revenge, but it turned out to be like this, everyone, do you have anything to say?" Black asked.

Orange is a woman with orange hair, which is very conspicuous, pouting and smiling: "Boss in black, until now, but there are only two ways. Either fight or peace."

Huang Yi laughed: "Battle? That's not an ordinary monk. If you can make bombs in white, you can make bombs. You don't want to party together in the future, right?"

Everyone made up for it. The scene of the Red Devils collectively producing bombs shivered.

Green clothing: "Do you want to reconcile? This is not in line with our Red Devil's style ... Moreover, it is not clear whether the monk's condition is the one in which the monk did it. After all, we are not at all sure whether the monk is dead or not. Alive! "

Orange clothes laughed: "Sister Green or try?"

Lvyi snorted coldly: "I don't do anything unsure. Or, Sister Orange?"

Orange Yi smiled and said, "No, I'm not interested in men."

In black: "Well, you two, fight out, don't fight at the meeting."

The green clothes and the orange clothes immediately became honest, but still glanced at each other, expressing dissatisfaction with each other.

At this time Tsing Yi said faintly: "I want to know if he really has magical powers, is he alive? In fact, it's very simple, just try it out. However, I personally prefer him to have magical powers, otherwise it would be so easy to kill and not make trouble. No YDL government can take him. "

"Try? Who will go?" Asked in black.

Tsing Yi Road: "Let the brain go sick, he is holding back, hindering his legs, and dying outside, it is not a loss."

"You mean, that idiot of a madman?" Not even calm in black this time.

Orange clothes said: "The fool goes ... that's really ... interesting."

In black: "Somebody has proposed it, is there any other proposal?"

Everyone shook his head.

In black: "Go ahead and vote."

Everyone raised their hands.

Helpless in black said: "Then let the madman go, hoping that he can die better. Or let the enemy die ugly ..."

Everyone nodded collectively and then laughed.

Not long after, a guy who was acting as a gangster went into Bai Yi's ward with a gas mask, and then sat on the side of Bai Yi with a buttock and said, "White, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll help you get revenge."

When Bai Yi heard this voice, her eyes were obviously widened, her face panicked, and she tried to squeeze a word out of her mouth: "Go!"

The guy with a gas mask is a madman with black clothes in his mouth. The madman shook his head and said, "Look at your uncoordinated look. The eyes are so wide, shit? Are you born again?"

White hummed and closed his eyes, apparently he didn't want to deal with madmen.

The madman said: "Okay, you can ignore me, but the boss said, the founder's bald guy gave it to me to deal with. You gave him the micro-signal, and I took the micro-signal and left!"

In white: "Really?"

The madman nodded, and a flash of playfulness flashed in Bai Yi's eyes. Believe it or not, in black, etc., but believe in white, this founder is absolutely magical and terrible! The symptoms on him are the best proof! However, he did not intend to say anything. After he had an accident, he looked at the excitement one by one, regardless of him, and his heart was full of resentment, just venting on them. Unlucky together!

So Bai Yi said: "His micro signal yizhisifangzheng, you go to add it. What you want to know, I already told you, you can fulfill your promise and go!"

The lunatic nodded and said, "No problem, I'll leave."

After speaking, the madman walked around in white and then sat back and said, "Well, I'm done, don't disturb me."

Bai Yiqi rolled his eyes straight, if not for the energy, he really wanted to slap this grandson!

For the first time, Bai Yi had a bomb that killed the grandson ...

The madman ignored him and applied for a Founder WeChat friend.

Fang Zheng was playing with his mobile phone. When he saw a stranger adding his friend, he looked at the notes and didn't know it. He refused directly.

The madman said, "Hey, he refused. It seems that this is forcing me to use a trick!"

After a while, Founder received another application and opened it. The avatar is a **** beauty with the name: "Are you going tonight?"

Note: **, free trial chat for five minutes, not good-looking, no money.

After Founder finished reading, his face turned red instantly ...

"Master, what are you looking at? So excited? My head is red." The squirrel sitting on the side eating pine nuts and saw Founder look weird, immediately came over and asked.

Founder quickly switched WeChat out and said, "It's okay, you eat yours and go out for your teacher."

Regardless of how the Founder is a master, he is still a fiery young guy. After being so stupefied, he really feels like a dim sum.

But Founder looked up at the sky, sighed, and silently nodded.

However, there was a anger in my heart, but it did not dissipate, and I was panicked!

Thinking, looking for something to do, vent.

When the madman looked at it, he was rejected again, and suddenly became angry: "Not a trick? This is forcing me to swear!"

So Founder received another application, the other person's head is a red devil, the name is: Founder, is your grandson! Note: Grandson, come to war!