God of War dad's glorious life

Chapter 403
On the field at this time.

The bald monk clutched his chest, spurting blood from his mouth, the girl's beautiful eyes were slightly cold, her toes tapped the ground, and rushed up again.

"This is... the little magical art of the monster clan 'following the form'?" Ying Chen looked at the dancing figure of the girl in the field, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"She's so flexible."

Seeing this, Yun Ji'er's beautiful eyes also flashed a hint of surprise, this girl's physical skills are so powerful!
Everyone looked at this scene in the field, their eyes were wide open, and a group of people were dumbfounded.

They never thought that this beautiful girl who looked weak and unruly could be so enchanting.

Especially the girl's nimble figure and graceful movements, combined with her graceful figure, give people a pleasing visual impact.

And most importantly, the girl's long pink dress shone dazzlingly in the sun, making her look like a fairy walking out of a painting.

All of a sudden, countless male animals were fascinated.

"This girl is amazing, she is so beautiful!"
"It's so beautiful! The body is like a flying swallow, falling lightly, and the fallen leaves dance with the wind."
"This little girl is amazing! After a set of attacks, this bald monk has no power to parry at all..."

……

"puff…"

The bald monk was kicked out again, with blood dripping from his mouth, but soon he gritted his teeth again, got up from the ground, and rushed towards the girl with an extremely ferocious face.

The girl looked a bit bored, as if she had had enough fun, she kicked hard on the bald monk's chest and kicked him flying.

This kick seems to use a little strength.

The bald monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was limp on the ground. It might be difficult to get up in a short time, and his face also turned pale.

"Who the hell are you?"
The bald monk's voice was a little hoarse, and he coughed when he spoke. His eyes were fixed on the girl, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The girl glanced at the bald-headed monk indifferently, but did not speak.

at this time.

"Xiaomeng, let them go and come back."

At this time, a soft voice came from nowhere, which made people feel itchy in their hearts.

"Oh."

The girl nodded obediently, then raised her jade hand, and waved lightly at the unconscious young monk in the distance.

A light pink air current hit the young monk instantly, and then the young monk woke up in a trance.

The girl looked at the bald monk who was still spitting out blood on the ground, with a cold light in her eyes.

"Take care of your mouth and your brother's mouth, if you dare to call us goblins again, you and him will never wake up!"
After the voice fell, her figure suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared in place.

long time.

All the people reacted from the shocking thoughts, and looked at the direction that the slim figure was away from, all of them opened their mouths slightly, looking stunned.

"What's the origin of this girl? It's too scary!"
"She's so fast, she's almost ghostly!"
"That's right! This monk suffers because of his speed, otherwise he wouldn't have lost so fast!"

"The younger generation of Tu Valley, I'm afraid it's extremely difficult!"

Amidst the discussions among the crowd.

In the distance, an old monk wearing brocade cassock and holding Buddhist beads in his hand walked over quickly with a young monk.

The old monk had a kind face and torch-like eyes, but there was an imperceptible sternness between his brows, and his figure was tall, thin and slender.

The little monk is very cute, white and tender, but there is a faint golden light in his eyes, which seems to be different, which makes people feel a little mysterious.

"Amitabha, give way to all benefactors, and the poor monk Yunlin Zen presides over Huineng."

The old monk came to the crowd, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile.

"It turned out to be the host of Yunlin Zen School, hello."
"Hello, host Huineng."
Everyone hurriedly saluted and spread out towards both sides.

"Amitabha."
Host Hui Neng nodded slightly, walked through the crowd to the nearest place, looked at the bald monk lying on the ground, and frowned fiercely.

"Master!" The bald monk climbed up from the ground, and when he saw Huineng presiding, he cried out excitedly, "Master, help me! That demon girl is too deceitful, and she acts recklessly here when there is no one in my Yunlin Zen sect!"
"Shut up!"
Seeing the bald-headed monk humiliating in front of everyone, the host Huineng was furious and slapped the bald-headed monk.

"Snapped!"
The bald monk's mouth was bleeding from the beating, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground a few meters away.

He raised his head in bewilderment, and saw the host Huineng angrily accusing him in the distance.

"Skills are not as good as others, so don't fight fiercely!"

"How many times have I taught you to be humble and polite! Do things in a low-key manner, and don't be arrogant and domineering just because you are young. If you do it again in the future, the master will definitely be expelled!"

Huineng's eyes were very cold, looking at the bald monk, his tone was full of deep disappointment.

"Master, this disciple realizes his mistake."
The bald monk quickly knelt on the ground, his forehead slumped, his heart was filled with aggrieved feelings, and he hated the girl even more.

"Humph!"

Host Huineng stared coldly at the bald monk on the ground, then raised his head, looked into the distance with some fear, and then shouted in a condensed voice: "Master Yagu, this host has remembered today's grievances. The above will be repaid double!"

Huineng's presiding voice is like thunder, and it seems that he is carrying the supreme Dharma far, far away, and will not leave for a long time.

"random."

The soft voice came from a distance, pleasant to the ear, just like the sound of nature, but it just offset the loud voice of Huineng presiding officer in the invisible, making it unable to continue to exert its power.

The two of them just looked at each other from the air, far apart, but seemed to be close at hand, and an invisible breath circulated around them.

Hui Neng closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together, opened his lips slightly, and chanted scriptures, whispering constantly: "Amitabha."
a long time.

Host Huineng slowly opened his eyes, a shadow flashed in his eyes, then stroked his sleeves, and left with a group of monks, big and small.

"That white and tender little monk is interesting."

Ying Chen looked at the group of leaving monks, his gaze stayed on the white and tender little monk at the end for a long time, and a funny smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly!

The young monk walking at the back seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ying Chen, the golden light in his eyes flickered a few times, then he turned around and strode away.

Yun Jier was taken aback when she heard the words, followed Ying Chen's line of sight, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she said calmly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the little monk is the Buddhist disciple of Yunlin Zen...'Hui Wu'."

(End of this chapter)