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- struggling,
wrestling,
stalemate,
The courage to try despite knowing failure,
The fortitude to move forward even in the heart-piercing pain,
The failure of the plan to kill the three corpses, on the contrary, nourished that person's progress, and made the worry in Ying Gou's heart even heavier.
No,
He will not think that he is worried,
Will not admit that he is falling into decline,
He is supreme,
is omnipotent,
at this point,
He has always been convinced that
Be sure!
However,
This does not affect his integrity.
In the past countless false reincarnations and many times of life, there have been no accidents, but they have generally remained stable.
In this life,
Everything seems to have gone into a deviation,
First, the sister-in-law's almost crazy arrangement,
Immediately, Zhou Ze's identity changed,
In addition to the legacy left by Lord Taishan,
All kinds of coincidences or non-coincidences,
Let the watchdog of this life,
is constantly running towards an out-of-control rhythm!
? Walking the dog without pulling the dog is equivalent to walking the dog with the dog
Who is a dog and who is a person depends on whose hand the leash is held in.
Since this time,
There is a feeling of winning the hook slowly,
It seemed that he was beginning to be constrained by Boss Zhou in many aspects.
His dignity,
His pride,
His glory,
Never allow yourself to become a vicious dog in the hands of others,
no way!
An extremely painful howl continuously came from Zhou Ze's throat,
this,
It's his attitude!
Bai Yingying knelt beside her, crying with distress;
The swarthy girl lay on one side with a dazed expression of fright.
Only Zhou Ze himself is still continuing this game,
Fight against yourself and yourself!
However,
at this time,
Under the billboard that was knocked out of a hole obliquely,
There was a sound of metal clashing,
Someone stumbled and stood up amidst the rubble.
Under the night, it looked very abrupt.
The white practice uniform was stained with rich blood at this time, and it was very dirty. The top of the head was not very beautiful, and there were several large blood bags, which made people look very panicked.
actually,
In the beginning, although the skinny-headed monk had a poor image on the top of his head, he still had a certain smell when he yelled "Buddha's name" while wearing a cassock. After all, he was a really eminent monk.
And now,
Really has no image.
"Hoo¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡"
The scarlet-headed monk kept breathing heavily,
His left cheek was swollen high,
This was just drawn by Zhou Ze,
It is estimated that there are not many teeth left.
Zhou Ze just broke the flower with his hands. Although the little black girl is not the one that is very delicate, but someone who can discount the two legs of a little girl before poisoning her is definitely not compatible with "mercy and soft hands" side.
so,
? When the scarlet-headed monk was slapped away,
Zhou Ze didn't hold back,
He felt that this monk should be beaten to death by himself,
Who knew that this monk would be like this,
Head iron!
When seeing the monk with a scarlet head coming out,
Zhou Ze also silently stopped his "self-mutilation" behavior, twisted his neck slightly, covered the wound on his chest with one hand, and pressed back.
The wound is scabbing over and the bleeding is not continuing.
Previously,
The monk with a scarlet head was able to suppress Bai Yingying with his physical strength,
at the moment,
Even under Zhou Ze's blow,
Can stand up again,
This is like Xiaoqiang's vitality,
Really shocking.
 ?? come out.
And the skinny monk standing in the center of the "egg yolk",
It seems so sacred and inviolable.
"The Buddha is eternal, the Buddha does not care about time, the Buddha is in the past, the Buddha is in the present, and the Buddha will also be in the future.
Buddha doesn't care about existence,
The Buddha does not care about birth and death,
The creatures of the three realms,
I don't know that the Buddha's writings are innumerable,
?Because there is a Buddhist door walking,
? Preaching the Dharma,
Attract people to watch the Buddha,
Today,
Poor monk,
Promise Buddha for you! "
The scarlet-headed monk reached out and touched the top of Zhou Ze's head,
The true Buddha caresses my head,
Lead me into the empty door!
The Dharma is boundless,
? Rolling Buddha light rippling out,
Rolled over to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze stood still,
Just calmly looked at the monk in front of him.
but,
Until the monk's hand was about to touch Zhou Ze's hair,
Zhou Ze moved.
When Zhou Ze moved,
The scarlet-headed monk was obviously taken aback,
he,
Can it still move?
Under the pure Buddha light,
He can still move!
Amitabha! Amitabha!
The fucking script is wrong,
The poor monk has already exploded,
Super performance!
Zhou Ze directly grabbed the scarlet-headed monk's wrist,
Without too many expressions,
There is no redundant explanation,
Compared with the splendor of the lame-headed monk's long speech just now,
Zhou Ze's simple response was a bit too hurtful,
he,
spit out a word:
"dirty."
Yes,
I think your hands are dirty,
so,
Don't touch my hair.
Then,
One flick!
The mangy monk was thrown into the air like a chicken caught by an eagle,
When falling,
Zhou Ze "boomed" out with a punch!
"boom!"
The dull crashing sound,
Mixed with a piercing and scalp-numbing sound of bones cracking continuously,
BIU!
? Just sold out in full swing,
A monk with a shabby head, who is the protagonist, made a parabolic motion again, and was smashed on the river beach, making a "boom" sound, and the river on the bank was also stirred up in a big circle, causing waves on the river .
The dark girl let out a long sigh of relief,
Blinking,
At this moment,
She felt that her policy of non-resistance,
How wise and correct it is.
It's not that I'm too cowardly,
The enemy is too strong and too incomprehensible.
Bai Yingying also let out a long sigh of relief,
? No matter how funny and novel the scorpion-headed monk is,
At least let the boss stop self-harm,
Why is my boss still awake?
boss,
Wake up quickly,
If you don't wake up again, your body will be crippled by that person
However,
Just as Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to reopen the blood scab on his chest,
Before the time has come,
When I can continue to tug of war for a while,
On the river beach,
There was another loud chant:
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, and overcomes all hardships.
Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and perception is the same as thought"
The dark girl: "Damn it, monk, you fucking can still come?"
Bai Yingying: "The monk is good, come on, please wait until the boss wakes up! Otherwise, he will start to harm himself again!"
Zhou Ze's nails just touched the blood scab,
had to stop,
At this very moment,
The corners of Zhou Ze's mouth couldn't help twitching,
That guy,
Still not dead?
Own,
Have you regressed to this point?
Walked a few steps towards the side of the road,
Zhou Ze saw on the river beach,
The blood-stained monk with a scarlet head stumbled to his feet again,
this time,
Not ventriloquism,
It is not spoken language either,
But the sound of the Buddhist scriptures,
But on this bank, along with the turbulent sound of the river,
The monk with a scarlet head raised his hands high,
Like crazy:
"Today,
Disciples, please open the empty door,
please buddha,
Descend the devil! "
In the middle of the river,
Under the reflection of the moonlight,
As if a golden Buddhist gate really appeared,
And behind this door,
It seems that there is really a Buddha who is about to push out the door! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Not dead yet?
Own,
Have you regressed to this point?
Walked a few steps towards the side of the road,
Zhou Ze saw on the river beach,
The blood-stained monk with a scarlet head stumbled to his feet again,
this time,
Not ventriloquism,
It is not spoken language either,
But the sound of the Buddhist scriptures,
But on this bank, along with the turbulent sound of the river,
The monk with a scarlet head raised his hands high,
Like crazy:
"Today,
Disciples, please open the empty door,
please buddha,
Descend the devil! "
In the middle of the river,
Under the reflection of the moonlight,
As if a golden Buddhist gate really appeared,
And behind this door,
It seems that there is really a Buddha who is about to push out the door! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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