Bai Manchuan, who was a little embarrassed, had to make waves of awkwardly, with unknown meanings, um, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"dream!"

The soul of the Sutra Pavilion pinched his waist and raised his chest, laughed to the sky, then stretched out his hand and showed several light curtains.

Bai Manchuan looked confused.

"Damn, how many of you are hiding?"

The light curtain in front of Bai Manchuan showed the last five entering the world. What shocked him was that every grass and tree there, and even the air, was composed of scriptures.

"This is too luxurious!" Bai Manchuan exclaimed!

"I want to cheat? It's impossible,

Have to find yourself to take it away,

I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!

Hahahahahaha!”

I'm afraid this is not a mentally retarded,

Bai Manchuan is powerless to complain,

Yes, this is a mentally retarded person. He should be crazy here. Bai Manchuan thought seriously.

"Anyway, I don't have much practice. It's no difference whether I give it or not!"

Bai Manchuan looked indifferent.

The soul of the Sutra Pavilion looked incredible, and then his eyes became cold.

He turned around slowly, picked up Bai Manchuan and said word by word:

"Isn't you happy to think about Shu?"

Think this is pretty good?

You are so useless. I am different from you. I want to kill myself, pinching his neck like I was carrying you.

Questions word by word

Is it interesting?

Is it fun?

Go fuck you!”

After saying that, the soul of the Sutra Pavilion knocked Bai Manchuan to the ground with one hand.

He pulled out a hole and shouted at Bai Manchuan: "Get in. For three months, if you can't find it, you won't have to go out! It's still very easy to kill you!"

Looking at the white teeth exposed by the soul of the Sutra Pavilion, Bai Manchuan was staggering up while covering his chest and staggering, feeling frightened, thinking that this must be a damn brain, so he would do it without speculation.

...

"So many teenage geniuses have emerged, and such a person has come again. Is the disaster coming? Shi Ling, they all come from the same place, why bother to make things difficult for the fellow villagers?"

The Sutra Pavilion Soul was stunned when he saw Bai Manchuan disappearing, and tears burst out from the corners of his eyes.

"If you don't practice, if you don't go and kill him, we can't go back! This is fate!"

"No, his soul is only ten years old, he is not him, how is this possible!"

The soul of the Sutra Pavilion suddenly stood up. He thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that the boy had no normal place in his body before: his soul was ten years old, his body was ten years old, his mask was strange, and he also felt indescribable. He was very familiar, but a little hostile.

"No, I can't let him in."

As he said that, he wanted to take Bai Manchuan out.

But he stopped again!

"Forget it, multiple people, just fool them, and there will be multiple helpers. Then I will be able to do some more!"

Thinking of this, the soul of the Sutra Pavilion shook his head with a wry smile.

"I didn't expect that I would have a day to plot against others, Shi Ling. This is really uncomfortable,

It's really uncomfortable!"

...

Suddenly, the soul of the Sutra Pavilion let out a roar of shock and was extremely sad:

"Damn, I'm dead, I'm dead!

I can't go back..."

The lingering sound is endless...

Book friends, can you leave a message or something? I am really good at writing a writer’s backstage with zero collection!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!