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Chapter 275 Holy Monk, You Break the Precept! (30)

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Si Wuxin came out of the alley, not showing it on the face but feeling a little annoyed in her heart.

Should she let the prince step down and push the sixth prince to the stage?
Don't think about such a troublesome thing, of course leave it to the little monk to think about it, she should think about how to make the little monk return to vulgarity!
"Little monk, where are you, little monk?" Si Wuxin quietly entered the translation hall, calling in the yard, not afraid of being discovered at all.

Nan Liangye was knocking on the wooden fish and stopped when he heard the sound, and walked out.

This person is really not afraid of death. Where does she think this is? This is not a temple or being caught.

I was worried that the pace of my feet was accelerating, and I finally found someone under a tree. "What is the benefactor doing here?"

Hearing the word benefactor, Si Wuxin sighed inwardly, sighing to herself that the task is heavy and the road is long.

There was still a smile on his face, "Little monk, don't you miss me after I've been out for so long?"

Nan Liangye remained silent, and after waiting for a while, there was still endless silence.

A look of grievance flashed across Si Wuxin's face, and soon returned to a gentle and cheerful look.

Although it was fleeting, he still saw it. Nan Liangye's fingers were tightly clenched and hidden in his sleeves.

His face was still full of compassion, his eyes were full of sadness, his mouth was tight, as if he was looking at all living beings again.

Si Wuxin was annoyed for a while, but she didn't know what to do. This person couldn't beat, beat, scold, scold, and could only watch helplessly, it was too aggrieved.

After such a long time, I have never been so aggrieved. Whoever dared to treat her like that in the underworld would have been beaten so long ago that even her parents could not recognize her.

But when I asked you to meet him, she found that her temper seemed to be getting better and better, and her patience was getting better and better, even she herself was surprised.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by and a strange scent wafted, Nan Liangye's face turned cold immediately, and his eyes stared straight at her.

Si Wuxin was taken aback, what's wrong with this person, is there a flower on her face?Why do you keep watching, looking at him with puzzled eyes.

Nan Liangye was even more depressed for a while, and walked back to the room without looking at her, as if she was angry or not.

Seeing the person who left without even saying hello, Si Wuxin felt even more confused. What's wrong with this person?Why did he suddenly change his face?

Isn't it said that a woman can turn her face faster than a book? He is a man, why is he so stingy and doesn't even say a word.

She didn't blame him for ignoring her and not caring about her, but he just got angry. Does she think she has no temper?
It's really naive, but it will be fine anyway.Si Wuxin looked at the gray clothes on her body, and suddenly she was in a bad mood.

Goosebumps appeared in her heart, and she didn't know if it was the influence of the cleanliness of the previous plane, but she still couldn't bear it now, with this appearance.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration: Did Tai just get angry because he was too dirty?Maybe it's possible.

After all, he is very clean, always dressed in white, like a fairy who has strayed into the mortal world.

No, she can't make him dislike her. She doesn't like her in the first place. If he thinks she doesn't like to be clean, he will probably hate her even more.

Thinking of this possibility, Si Wuxin couldn't bear it any longer. She quickly found a room, rushed in, took a shower, and changed her clothes.

Nan Liangye walked back to the room and looked at the Heart Sutras all over the table, but his heart could no longer calm down, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

He didn't know what it was, he just felt like his heart was being burned, and the pain was unbearable.

I felt very aggrieved, and wanted to vent, to vent an emotion, an emotion that had never appeared before—anger.

Now he seems to be more and more inseparable from that person, he can't even stand her being contaminated by other people's breath, and wants to crush that person to ashes.

(End of this chapter)