The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

"Shut up, I've been thinking about it for a long time, stop clucking all the time, you're like an old hen that can't lay eggs.

Annoying and disgusting. "Song Ziyao shot the bison to death and glanced at her with disgust.

"Song Ziyao, you forced me to do this!" A drop of clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes, and her eyes were filled with a circle of scarlet.

A lover's knife hurts the most.

She admitted that she once had selfish motives, but perhaps now, she can no longer tell whether it was love or obsession.

But she knew that if she didn't get Song Ziyao, she would never feel at ease in her life.

Men just don't know what's good or bad.

In the past, it was morning glory, and later it was Song Ziyao.

Why?

Why does the person I love never love me back?

"what!!!!"

She roared angrily and began to recite a spell, "Generals, listen to the order and capture Song Ziyao alive, and destroy the others!"

The red-eyed cow heard the order and got ready to go, like a group of troops approaching the border.

The confrontation between You Yixue and Song Ziyao was caused by Bai Jin, but she didn't have any idea about it.

If it weren't for a mission, she wouldn't be too lazy to do these mother-in-law and mother-in-law things.

Obviously cutting with one knife is the most enjoyable.

Turning his head to look at Jin Cancan, who was self-reliant, Bo Jin silently despised himself.

How could she make the pendant work so hard? She is such an incompetent owner.

After handing the old monk's relic to Yunsu, he told the night, patted his head, and said calmly and dotingly: "Stay here and don't move. You don't need to take action. I'll do it." (No one can hear her doting, that's what Mr. Bai thinks!)

Yunsu was stunned for a moment, then tightened his grip on the relic, and his cold heart instantly softened into a puddle.

Ah, I have really become a pretty boy!

He chuckled.

I have long been aware of the baby's brain circuit, but I still can't help but feel moved by her actions of completely protecting myself.

That’s all, a pretty boy will be a pretty boy.

There must be someone in the family who is as beautiful as a flower!

After Bai Jin finished speaking, he didn't wait for him to respond. He stepped on Qingwu and stood in mid-air, standing on one side of the east bridge.

The clear mist surged out of the hand and instantly entangled the galloping red-eyed cows.

"Little sister, holy shit, don't act like this, this body can't stand the torment you do!!!" 66 reminded him quickly.

Shut up, I'm not stupid!

The little girl huffed.

It was probably so easy that I forgot about it for a while.

There were so many bison and she couldn't let her hit them one by one with a stick.

Stingy Jin already felt physical discomfort, but in order not to waste the elixir, she endured it.

The mist devoured the cattle at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Dongqiao had no time to stop it.

Maybe she didn't think about stopping them, they were just a bunch of mindless monsters, and she could have as many of them as she wanted.

"I let you run away last time, but I won't let you run away this time." Bo Jin said calmly.

Dongqiao chuckled, "What are you doing, little girl? Don't be so angry.

If you have something to say, let’s talk it over! "

Although the bison can have as many as she wants, she can't beat them visually.

"Then tell me." Bo Jin continued his movements casually.

A young girl in a good mood doesn't mind listening to nonsense - secretly speaking, mainly the gossip that the big boss has.

Dongqiao: "..."

"You stop!"

Bai Jin lazily raised his eyes, but the movements of his hands continued.

Dongqiao couldn't help but turned into smoke and quickly rushed in front of Bo Jin. She opened her bloody mouth and planned to swallow Mr. Bai directly.

Just like swallowing that child.

Bo Jin's expression remained unchanged, he took out a familiar wooden stick, wrapped it in mist, and knocked her away.

Dongqiao refused to accept it and turned into countless phantoms to confuse Bo Jin.

Bai Baobei didn't even twitch her eyelids, and knocked her away with another stick.

Every time they break up and reunite, they consume the immortal power that Dongqiao has finally gathered.

After a few times, she no longer dared to step forward, and half of the red-eyed cows on the ground were gone.

Bo Jin directly tied her up with Qingwu and threw her aside, and then took Jin Cancan to watch Song Ziyao's play as if there was no one else around.

Perhaps the hero's aura is still strong, and with Zhongli's assistance, neither party can do anything to the other.

Boss Bai, who didn't have 66, grabbed Yunsu and rubbed it, took out the relic in his hand and threw it over.

Don't tell me, Wan Chen's remains are effective, and all the red-eyed cows will scatter as soon as you throw them over.

He is worthy of being an old monk who suppresses immortal souls. He is really skilled in his business.

But then an unexpected man appeared.

The relic flew into his hands, and the man sat down cross-legged, with Zen sounds coming out of his mouth.

You Yixue and Dongqiao instantly began to cry.

The pain that penetrated deep into their souls made their eyes red.

"Wancheng..." Bo Jin raised his eyebrows slightly. (For those who can’t remember, check out Chapter 114)

No wonder the old monk's name sounds familiar, and his appearance also looks familiar.

This guy's sense of existence is so low that if it weren't for Bo Jin's photographic memory, he would have almost forgotten this person.

"Does the baby know him?" the young man asked, putting the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

"I've seen him before." Bo Jin nodded, "I guessed it right, he is the reincarnation of the old monk."

"Old monk? Master Wanchen?" He was stunned.

"Ah."

"Isn't he already reduced to ashes?"

"Dongqiao is so stupid that he knows how to leave a way out, and the old monk can do it too."

"Oh, that means Master Wanchen was resurrected through this?"

"No, it's just the remnant soul. He doesn't practice enough, so it's not easy to separate the remnant soul.

This remnant soul can live for at most one life. "

The sound of Buddha came out of Wan Cheng's mouth, and the fear of the sound of Buddha has been engraved in Dongqiao's bones.

All the dust has suppressed her for hundreds of millions of years, and the Buddha himself can overcome evil.

Dongqiao, who was reborn from resentment, was most afraid of this kind of thing.

She was tied up by Qingwu and could only keep wailing and cursing.

After an unknown amount of time, Wan Cheng vomited blood and stopped chanting.

You Yixue has been tied up by Song Ziyao.

"Amitabha, donor, we meet again."

"Yeah." Bo Jin nodded.

"Donor doesn't want to hear the whole story?" Wan Cheng asked with raised eyebrows.

Completely different from the old monk, his personality is obviously very different.

"You said."

I am reluctant to listen →_→

"The donor's character is really hard to evaluate."

"Shut up if you don't say anything!"

Wan Cheng: "..."

If the story is told by different people, there will be different versions.