My wife is not a demon

All kinds of emotions were intertwined in the monk's heart, and slowly a seed of demon was planted.

Monk Hongchen was startled when he realized this, cold sweat broke out on his back, he put his hands together and recited the Heart Sutra silently.

After a long time, the haze on his body faded away, and his eyes became clean and clear again.

"A poor monk shouldn't be complacent."

Monk Hongchen sighed, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell... The words of the benefactor may cause a huge wave in the Buddhist world."

He regrets it.

It was possible to firmly suppress Chen Mu and plant a doubt in the opponent's heart, so that the opponent gradually created a gap with his wife.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, he made a big mistake because of his momentary complacency.

Demons can confuse people's hearts.

Buddha can also confuse people's hearts.

In fact, from the moment he met Chen Mu, he has been using bewitching techniques.

It's a pity that in the end, because of Chen Mu's shocking words, all the foreshadowing was destroyed, and instead he planted a demon in himself.

He underestimated Chen Mu.

Seeing the monk's obedience, Chen Mu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Just now, some thoughts of dissatisfaction with the lady had arisen in his heart, but fortunately, as a time traveler, he temporarily counterattacked her.

This monk is too fucking a chicken thief, directly attacking the opponent's state of mind.

Such despicable behavior made Chen Mu hate this monk even more, and said lightly: "I want to see your skills."

Chen Mu raised the shark tooth knife.

Monk Hongchen smiled bitterly: "Didn't the benefactor have seen it before when the poor monk fought with the snake demon?"

"I want to experience for myself how powerful you are."

"Benefactor, you will regret it." Monk Hongchen said calmly, "You have already gained the upper hand, so there is no need to find yourself unhappy."

"Monk, are you scared?" Chen Mu laughed loudly.

Monk Hongchen stared at Chen Mu, and said calmly after a while: "How does the benefactor want to see it?"

"It's very simple, you stand still, let me slash, and I'll see if you can resist the slash." Chen Mu said shamelessly.

However, the monk agreed: "Okay."

This is the second confrontation between the two.

Chen Mu wants to continue to suppress the opponent, and the monk wants to save a little face. This is a very simple reason.

lol...

The tip of the knife slowly drew a sharp scar on the wet ground.

Chen Mu stepped back step by step.

Just stopped at 40 meters.

Looking at the monk who stood firm as a mountain, Chen Mu raised his voice and shouted: "Bulk, you must not move. If you move, it means you lose."

Monk Hongchen remained silent, put his hands together, and slowly closed his eyes.

He knew Chen Mu's strength well.

The opponent has no cultivation base.

So seeing Chen Mu retreating 40 meters away, although he was puzzled, he didn't have much thought, and even thought that Chen Mu would use a hidden weapon.

"Also close your eyes and pretend to be your uncle."

Chen Mu spat, and clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, the mysterious power remaining in his right arm poured into the blade bit by bit...

Swish!

The blade cuts out!

Like a waterfall falling from the sky, the Milky Way descends straight down to the nine suns!

The long horse stretched out bit by bit, just over forty meters, like a long dragon whizzing towards it.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes.

He stared at the sword light falling from above his head, with a stunned expression and a little puzzled expression.

At the moment when the light of the knife hit his scalp, he sighed and moved his footsteps lightly, the light of the knife rubbed against his shoulder and fell gently.

A long scar broke out on the ground.

Chen Mu's face was pale, he took a breath, looked at the avoiding monk and said mockingly: "Master, you are so boring."

"The poor monk fell for you again."

Monk Hongchen looked at the knife marks on the ground with a bitter expression.

He looked at Chen Mu who was approaching with a knife, and his eyes were complicated: "You want to kill this poor monk."

"Have it?"

Chen Mu looked innocent.

"It means you care about her."

"I always cared." Chen Mu shrugged.

This smelly monk still wants to attack his state of mind.

He put the shark-toothed knife on the opponent's neck, and said in a cold tone, "The monks don't lie, tell me honestly, can you bear the knife just now?"

"The poor monk can't bear it." Hongchen monk looked sad.

Damn it, old traitor!

Chen Mu cursed secretly, knowing that the other party had seen through his thoughts, and resentfully put away the knife: "Wait, one day I will really beat you to hide!"

Originally, I wanted to measure the gap between the two, but the monk didn't give me the chance.