My wife is not a demon

Which man doesn't like this kind of woman.

"Actually, I discovered it back then, but the situation was urgent at the time, so I didn't take a closer look. Moreover, her warm and fragrant physique is much purer than anything I've seen before."

Second Master said softly. "It is conservative to say that a million people are rare. It is estimated that it is difficult to find such a woman among tens of millions of people. However, if some special sects know about it, they will definitely come to snatch her. At that time, Chen Mu will have a headache. It's gone."

"Oh, what kind of incense is burnt on this Chen Muzu."

Zhuge Fengchu was very jealous.

It's okay to have a beauty of Bai Xianyu's level, but now I have a Nuanxiang beauty, and there are other beauties around me.

The second master patted him on the head: "There are many beauties in this world, no matter how good Chen Mu is, he is still just human after all."

"Second Master Patriarch, is that little Xuan'er all right?"

Zhuge Fengchu changed the subject.

He didn't want to talk about Chen Mu anymore, the more he talked about it, the more annoying he became.

The second master nodded: "At least I didn't find any problems. Let Chen Mu investigate this matter. Anyway, he is very good at investigating cases."

While the two were talking, there was a sound of fighting not far away.

Taking a closer look, it was Zhang Awei who had just left home and was chopping trees randomly with a big knife, screaming, with a look of grief and indignation on his face, as sad as he wanted.

Swish!

Pu Dao cut an arc and pierced the ground.

Zhang Awei knelt down on the ground, raised his head and shouted: "No—"

It's a pity that there is no snow fluttering.

Chapter 252 Altar Master Chen! (Thanks to the leader of 'Ye Ying Tong Tong')

September [-], sunny.

The trees on both sides of the temple are luxuriant and lush. Under the warm sun, they seem to be painted with a layer of bright colors, which are as clear as new.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, many pilgrims came to pray for blessings on the misty road.

Cigarette smoke floats from the incense burner outside the hall, ethereal like light smoke.

In a corner of the top floor of the Arhat Pagoda, Chen Mu and the Yinming King in disguise crouched on it like two frogs, quietly observing the pilgrims.

From their line of sight, all the pilgrims entering the hall can be observed.

"According to the usual pissing behavior of the connectors, that Chen altar master will definitely come to check the spot in advance."

With a piece of green grass in his mouth, Mankaye said lightly. "I'm [-] percent sure he's in the crowd right now."

"Can you see who has a problem?"

Chen Mu rubbed his sore eyes, yawned and asked.

Mankaye looked at his shallow dark circles strangely: "Did you not sleep last night? Why did you seem to be exhausted early in the morning?"

sleep?

Can you sleep?

When you learn that there is a woman with soft jade and gentle physique beside you, but you can only hug her but cannot communicate deeply, can you sleep?

What Chen Mu hates most now is the word 'aunt'.

He was already counting the days in his heart.

As soon as Yan Qing's relatives left, he would break in immediately.

How to say that sentence: Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it’s here again...

In short, we can't delay any longer!

Looking at Manjiaye's beautiful mixed-race face, Chen Mu couldn't help but put his arms around her fragrant shoulders: "Seriously, I thank you so much. From now on, we are brothers who grew up wearing a pair of pants."

"Why not a girlfriend?"

Manjiaye's round fragrant shoulders shook lightly, shaking the man's hand away.

Chen Mu rubbed his nose and laughed, "I used to have some opinions on you, but now I really thank you for deceiving Yan Qing back then. I can only say... you did a good job!"

Chen Mu is naturally sincerely grateful.

Thinking back, if there hadn't been the ridiculous scene of King Yinming at that time, then Meng Meifu's treasure would have been taken by other men.

This is simply a huge loss.

Chen Mu sighed: "Life is really wonderful."

Manjiaye pursed his pink lips and returned to the topic just now: "There are too many people, it is impossible to find out who is abnormal. I guess he is also hiding in the dark."

The woman put on a camouflage mask: "Don't wait, I'll go down first, you keep an eye on it."

After finishing speaking, the woman's figure disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

"awesome."

Chen Mu secretly clicked his tongue.

Soon, he found Manjiaye among the pilgrims outside the temple. If he hadn't observed the man's clothes in advance, it would be really difficult to search for him.

Mankaye, who got into the crowd, tied the bloodstone around his wrist and walked aimlessly.

Time goes by slowly...

More and more pilgrims enter Fayue Temple.

As the time agreed on the letter approached, Chen Mu, who was hiding on the tower, began to tense up, his eyes fixed on Man Jiaye and the people around him.

On the contrary, Manjiaye is in a leisurely state. It can only be said that the psychological quality honed on weekdays is very strong.

"Hello, benefactor..."

Suddenly, a monk suddenly appeared in front of Manjiaye.

The monk has a handsome face, with a faint smile on his face, and his figure is a bit short. Judging from the monk clothes he is wearing, he is a junior disciple of the monastery.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.