When Duan De heard Ye Fan's words, he almost thought there was something wrong with his ears, and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.
"Damn fat man, what are you looking at? Have you been wronged?"
Ye Fan stared at Duan De, and the two Ye Fans looked at each other exactly the same, looking very happy.
The next moment, Duan De directly summoned a small sword, a psychic treasure, and stabbed himself in the heart, but the sword broke directly.
Just kidding, today's holy body can't be hurt by a psychic treasure weapon.
"Damn fat man, what are you going to do!"
Ye Fan was shocked by Duan De's behavior and didn't expect it at all.
"I will die to prove my purpose. You are so shameless. I will kill you, this shameless thief."
Duan De was so smart that he immediately understood Ye Fan's behavior, so he directly harmed himself.
"You stupid Duan De, why did you stab my body when you committed suicide? You stole my body, are you still reasonable?"
Ye Fan really wanted to kick Duan De a few times, but the key was that the body was his and he couldn't bear it!
"Ahem, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. Let's sit down and drink tea. I'll invite you to drink the tea brewed by Wudao Ancient Tea."
Ji Haoyue took out a teapot, smoothed things over with a smile, and acted like a good old man.
Duan De and Ye Fan looked at each other and thought of eight words at the same time, "Shameless, shameless people!"
However, both of them understand that no one will get the advantage if they fight.
Ye Fan is determined to reverse course and help Ji Haoyue blackmail Duande.
And Duan De felt that he was in the wrong. The person involved, Ye Fan, was not willing to pursue what he had done recently. What else could he be dissatisfied with? As for the fact that he stole Ye Fan's body for nothing, the debt was too heavy to bear. Anyway, he was originally
A tomb robber, what are you afraid of?
Snow orchids are fragrant, and the petals are swaying all over the sky, falling like snow, and they are pure white. This is an ancient forest, full of vigorous snow orchid trees, full of fragrance, and the green leaves are covered with snow-colored jade flowers, which is refreshing.
Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, Ye Fan, Duan De and the Yaochi Saint were sitting around the stone table under the ancient tree, drinking happily and feeling very comfortable.
Everyone casually tasted the best tea in the world, talked freely, and talked about everything.
"Actually, there is something I always wanted to say but couldn't say it twelve years ago, so I came back for you twelve years later."
Duan De was not drunk after drinking, but he started to act drunkenly while drinking tea. He held Ye Fan's body seriously and said to the Saint of Yaochi.
"Brother Duan, you should say this to sister Ziyue."
The beautiful eyes of the Saint of Yaochi were filled with astonishment, which made the divine pearl eclipse and the beautiful pure land darken. She cleverly diverted the disaster eastward.
Ji Haoyue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The tea cup in her hand transformed into Duan De's shape under the influence of God's mediation, and was crushed into powder by him.
Duan De's fat face twitched, Ji Mowang was so nakedly threatening, it was too scary.
…
At the same time, Ji Haoyue's golden-armored avatar transformed into Ji Haoyue's appearance and traveled to the Western Desert. With Wang Teng and Yi Qingwu, they found An Miaoyi in a majestic ancient temple.
Seen from a distance, this ancient temple looks solemn and sacred. It is bathed in sunlight, with golden brilliance covering up the sun, and the bells ringing loudly.
It's really a coincidence. I couldn't find An Miaoyi, but I met Wang Teng and Yi Qingwu by chance.
Ji Haoyue's golden-armored avatar has the same mind as the original deity, and knows that Wang Teng has obtained the true inheritance of Roaring Sky Dog. Looking for someone, it is not easy to catch him.
Therefore, he directly transformed into Ji Haoyue and asked Wang Teng to help.
Of course Wang Teng wouldn't refuse. Zhan Dao couldn't rush such a thing, so Yi Qingwu suggested that the two of them walk around.
Then, the two came to the Western Desert.
Yi Qingwu felt that Ji Haoyue was too carefree and came all the way to the Western Desert to find a woman with two of her best confidante on her back.
At the same time, Yi Qingwu was also curious about what kind of beauty she was that made Demon King Ji reluctant to leave her.
The three of them entered the ancient temple and entered the courtyard. A grand and solemn power of Buddhism surged, trying to transform all living beings into good deeds.
As soon as they stepped into a Buddhist temple, the three of them saw a peerless beauty who was extremely elegant, and her every move was as tender as water.
Isn't it An Miaoyi? Compared with the original, she is even more beautiful, and her temperament is not inferior to Yi Qingwu's.
"...There was a time when the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king..."
In the past, An Miaoyi was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was a woman with extraordinary beauty. Her smile captivated the city, and then her smile captivated the country. Now, An Miaoyi holds an ancient green lantern, as elegant as frost, as gentle as gauze, and her beautiful eyes are moving around.
There is a kind of sadness that "if you don't have hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world."
"An Miaoyi?"
Ji Haoyue did not expect that because An Miaoyi fell in love with him and did not develop feelings for Ye Fan, she did not escape her fate in the end. It seemed more thorough than the original plot. It was such a waste for such a beautiful woman to become a nun.
Besides, he couldn't stay in this place in the Western Desert. The belief in Amitabha had destroyed hundreds of millions of believers. He had been thinking about how to stop this, but he couldn't let An Miaoyi really become a nun.
"You know me, but I no longer know you. So, you are the one I am waiting for."
This extremely elegant woman, dressed in white as snow, smiled softly, but it made people feel heartbroken.
Yi Qingwu had already begun to send messages to inquire about the story between Northern Emperor Tengji Haoyue and An Miaoyi.
To be honest, Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor, was devoted to cultivation and didn't know much about it. The two of them already regarded Ji Haoyue as a super scumbag.
What a beautiful woman, Yi Qingwu felt that as the top fairy in the world, she still felt very moved when she saw An Miaoyi. She was a peerless beauty who was so beautiful that all women would love her.
"That's good. If you don't know me, I'll be relieved."
Ji Haoyue took a deep breath and said something hopelessly scumbag.
Northern Emperor Wang Teng felt like he wanted to beat someone, but of course, he knew that he couldn't beat him, and he would probably fail and get beaten instead.
But the majestic image of Ji Haoyue in Yi Qingwu's heart was broken. Why didn't this scumbag die? He could even say such cruel words.
In the main hall, a green lamp accompanied the ancient Buddha. An Miaoyi sat cross-legged on the futon, with a smile on her face as white as jade. She plucked the strings lightly with her slender jade fingers. "Zheng" the string broke,
The jade finger was scratched, and the bright red moonlight flowed out.
"well!"
Ji Haoyue sighed, every move this woman makes makes people feel distressed!
"Let's go, take you away, you are so beautiful, it would be a pity to be a nun!"
Ji Haoyue strode forward, and with a gentle touch, An Miaoyi's jade finger wound was restored to its original state.
"I can't go back. I'm waiting for you here just to see you one last time and fulfill her last wish. Maybe you will never show up. Now that you are here, I will complete my merits and successfully kill Dao."
After An Miaoyi's death, the Buddha's light was immeasurable, solemn and inviolable, without the tenderness of that moment, and transformed into a holy, flawless and inviolable Bodhisattva, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform with a majestic appearance.
"Well, Miaoyi, I think you are not suitable to be a Bodhisattva. I have a volume of the Western Emperor Sutra to help you."
Ji Haoyue walked like a dragon and a tiger, extremely domineering. Every step he took caused the entire ancient temple to tremble violently. He suddenly had an idea just now and felt that An Miaoyi was actually more suitable for practicing the Western Emperor Sutra.