Chapter 416: Buddha's Fate (23)

"Holy Monk~"

The banshee's voice is soft, deliberately soft, with a slightly raised tail, like a kitten's paw, scratching people's itch.

The seduction of Chi Guoguo.

It's a pity that a certain person is too non-human, he doesn't understand Fu Yue's meaning, Fan Xiu only feels that his heartbeat seems to have missed two beats.

Seeing Fu Yue's bright face, the monk's heart, which had always been calm in the ancient well, jumped suddenly, and the words in his mind were completely forgotten. He actually forgot what he wanted to say for a while.

The words of refusal just stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Fanxiu stared at Fu Yue for a long time.

Only then nodded slowly, he lowered his eyelashes, and still warned: "I can untie the restriction for you, but...don't move your killing thoughts."

Fanxiu's words already showed a little weakness.

Fu Yue's heart skipped a beat.

She already had a rough idea of ​​this man's temperament.

Fanxiu is the kind of truly compassionate person, and naturally he hates killing. He was willing to agree to release the restraint on her, which was beyond Fu Yue's expectations.

After all, in the eyes of Fan Xiu, she should be a cruel and bloodthirsty character.

Fu Yue thought for a moment, nodded and agreed: "Well, as long as others don't provoke me, I will never kill innocent people indiscriminately, okay?"

The monk hummed lightly.

Lifting the snow-white fingertips, they touched the girl's delicate eyebrows, and a silvery-white light flashed.

A cool and jade-like touch came.

Fu Yue was taken aback.

She remembered that the last time this person restricted her, it was in the air, why this time...

Because the expression of the snow-clothed monk is too indifferent and serious, and his brows and eyes are as cold as snow lotus flowers, people will not think of a trace of dirty thoughts.

Fu Yue secretly cast aside her conjecture.

Britney in this world is so serious, how could she have the idea that he wants to take advantage of her?

Feeling the shackles between her brows breaking instantly, Fu Yue bent her eyebrows in satisfaction, and she subconsciously raised her hand to pat Fan Xiu on the shoulder to express her gratitude.

But under the cool eyes of the monk in snow, Fu Yue's hands froze in place.

Fuck, forgot this guy is a monk.

You can only watch from a distance...

Withdrawing his hand, Fu Yue touched his nose in embarrassment, and explained: "Well, Fanxiu, don't mind too much, in our demon clan, we don't care much about the distinction between men and women, so you don't have to feel embarrassed! "

This explanation is better than no explanation.

Fanxiu's holy brows and eyes became darker, he glanced at Fu Yue, turned around and left without even saying hello.

Fu Yue: "???"

She stepped up to catch up.

That snow-colored figure disappeared quickly, against the light and cool moonlight, it was as stunning as a fairy under the moon.

"Fanxiu, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"Hey, I'm a little curious, why is your monk robe not stained with dust at all? Did you use some magic to avoid dust..."

"And the magic staff you held in your hand just now, why is it missing? Did you put it in the Qiankun bag..."

"Fanxiu, why do you want to be a monk, monks are so boring, quit meat, alcohol, smoking, sex, what fun do you have in life..."

The evildoer in red didn't stop talking all the way, chattering endlessly, causing Fanxiu's brain to ache.

He stopped, glanced sideways at the beautiful red-clothed banshee, opened his lips and asked lightly, "What are you following me for?"

Fu Yue blinked innocently, taking it for granted.

"I know you alone."