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Chapter 250 Monk Sha

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    "Yes, Mr. Mo, I have no choice but to do it."

    The beauty covered her face with a ghost and sobbed.

    "You can go die!"

    Long Er muttered, she was not happy to see this beauty seducing her brother anyway.

    "Long'er."

    Mo Fan glared at Long Er.

    Long Er shut his mouth obediently, not daring to speak.

    "Where is that strange monk?"

    Mo Fan asked.

    "In the river not far away!"

    Beauty Yinhun said.

    At this moment.

    not far away.

    An old monk was sitting on a wild boar. He had been following the senior monk. In his opinion, the senior monk must be hinting at something!

    "River?"

    "Strange monk?"

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    The old monk became excited and patted the wild boar's head with his right hand: "Bajie, let's go! Find your third junior brother!"

    At this moment.

    The wild boar looked at the cabbage not far away, ran over to it, and started eating.

    "Bajie, don't be greedy!"

    "Go west!"

    The old monk patted the wild boar¡¯s head heavily with his right hand.

    In desperation, the wild boar could only look at the many cabbages on the ground, and then headed in one direction.

    Snapped!

    The corner of the old monk¡¯s eye twitched, and he slapped the wild boar directly on the head: ¡°I say Bajie, your sense of direction is too bad! Can¡¯t you tell the difference between east, west, and north?¡±

    "Over there!"

    The other side.

    Listening to the beauty Yinhun¡¯s words, Mo Fan¡¯s face became serious.

    That must be an evil monk!

    "So that's it! Don't worry, girl, these friends of mine are all very powerful and can slay demons and monsters, no problem!"

    Mo Fan said.

    "Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

    Beauty Yinhun looked at Mo Fan gratefully. She naturally saw that Mo Fan was extraordinary. The person in front of her was not a mortal at all, but a hermit boss!

    "Pity!"

    Beauty Yinhun looked at Mo Fan¡¯s face and said suddenly.

    "What a pity? What's a pity?"

    Mo Fan was stunned for a moment and said.

    "It's a pity that the little girl didn't get to know the young master earlier. If she meets the young master in her lifetime, she must pursue him!"

    Beauty Yinhun said seriously.

    When Qingqing and Sword Spirit Ancestor heard this, they both looked at the beautiful ghost with hostility.

    Fortunately you didn¡¯t meet the young master earlier!

    "Sir, can my best friend and I play the piano for you?"

    Beauty Yinhun said.

    ¡°To express my gratitude!¡±

    "Sure!" Everyone said so, and they were so enthusiastic. Mo Fan couldn't refuse in front of them.

    Mo Fan said.

    So, three more ghosts appeared, all of them were beauties!

    The three beauties looked at Mo Fan with their eyes shining.

    They were hiding in the darkness just now. They saw the previous scene and knew that Mo Fan was a peerless expert!

    The ghosts of the four beauties!

    Both the Sword Spirit Ancestor and Qing Qing looked at the four beauties in front of them with hostility, looking a little unkind.

    "These are all lonely ghosts!" The three-eyed Yinling King looked forward and sighed.

    "How did you die?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

    "We all died at the hands of heartless people!"

    "The heartless man betrayed us!"

    Beauty Yinhun sighed and said.

    The ghosts of these four beauties were all killed by their own men!

    "Why!"

    When Mo Fan heard this, he sighed for the ghosts of these beauties. He remembered two poems and said: "All men in the world are unlucky. They can't get drunk because of their beauty. A beloved man has traveled thousands of miles. The moon shines brightly on a high building. The sound of the flute is endless this night. The wind blows  It¡¯s hard to walk in the shadow of the trees.¡±

    "If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan have passed through the midnight, the tears, rain and bells will not complain in the end. How unlucky is the man in brocade, who is even with the wings.  The branch wishes that day."

    After Mo Fan recited two poems.

    The ghosts of the four beautiful and beautiful women all trembled, and they all raised their heads and stared blankly.?Mo Fan.

    These two poems by Mo Fan were echoing in their minds.

    These two poems by Mo Fan perfectly express their hearts at this moment!

    The emotion of being abandoned by a heartless man, etc.

    This undoubtedly speaks to their hearts.

    "Master Mo, these four ghosts suck the yang energy of mortals!"

    At this time, the three-eyed Yinling King directly broke the atmosphere.

    The four female Yin spirits all looked at the three-eyed Yin spirit king with great resentment.

    The emotions that were just about to brew were ruined by you!

    "They are all infatuated women, so don't embarrass them!"

    "It's a pity that an infatuated woman is a weak lover. It's a pity that a piece of love is given to the wrong person."

    Mo Fan sighed.

    These words ignited the previous atmosphere again.

    The four infatuated female ghosts all looked at Mo Fan with great emotion, their faces full of emotion.

    "There are so many scumbags in the world, but there are very few good men like the Young Master!" An infatuated Yin spirit looked at Mo Fan, with spring water in his eyes, and said softly: "Sigh, I am a Yin spirit, if I don't die,  I will definitely pursue the young master and meet any request he puts forward!"

    "Young Master is a wonderful man! Time will not wait for me, otherwise, I will definitely follow you, even if I become his concubine." The second infatuated Yin spirit also said, looking at Mo Fan lovingly.

    "If you have never met, how can you know the bitterness of lovesickness!" The third infatuated Yin spirit made such a statement.

    ¡°Young master, let me know that there are still good men in this world!¡± The fourth infatuated Yin spirit looked at Mo Fan with a face filled with infatuation.

    Mo Fan was slightly startled, he didn¡¯t expect that he was so charming?

    Perhaps, this is the charm of poetry.

    ¡°I don¡¯t dare to be a peerless good man!¡±

    Mo Fan shook his head and said.

    Behind.

    Both the Sword Spirit Ancestor and Qing Qing looked at the four beauties in front of them with some hostility.

    These four beauties are almost ready to throw themselves into their arms.

    Just wait for their master to speak!

    Why!

    Is this the charm of the master?

    Too.

    ?????????? Is there any beautiful woman in the world who doesn¡¯t like her master?

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor secretly thought, I am the master¡¯s number one helper!

    ¡°Young Master, we will play the piano and present music for you right now!¡±

    ? said.

    The four beauties were about to play the piano.

    The four beauties each had a guqin in front of Yinhun. At this moment, they all waved their hands and began to play the guqin.

    For a time, the clear and sweet sound of the piano echoed throughout the street.

    Very pleasant to the ear.

    Mo Fan listens.

    Everybody fell into sadness.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????

    The four beautiful Yin spirits stopped at the same time.

    "Asking what love is in this world can tell you whether life and death are together." After hearing this song, Mo Fan sighed and said.

    "Master!"

    As soon as these words came out, these four beauties and Yin spirits all ran over one after another, looking at Mo Fan infatuatedly, as if Mo Fan was the one they loved!

    With just one word from Mo Fan, they will pounce!

    When Li Beilu saw this scene, he was shocked and envious!

    ??The body of the previous generation must have been fine, and it must have been able to tolerate it!

    I¡¯m so envious!

    Is this the senior¡¯s method of picking up girls?

    high!

    It is indeed high!

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