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

"We meet again." The woman raised her hand to pour a glass of wine and placed it in front of Bo Jin.

"Why are you here?" She asked casually, her expression indifferent, and she didn't seem to be curious.

"As you can see, I am now the oiran of Jin Manlou!" the woman said with a smile. She was dressed in a red gauze with her sex hidden, which made her look extremely beautiful.

"If you don't act like a good demon, why are you here?" The girl didn't quite understand.

Ruolan is the butterfly demon she casually rescued a few months ago. In layman's terms, she is a butterfly demon.

As for how she ended up in the situation where the demon pill was being dug, Bo Jin didn't ask.

She never cared about things that didn't concern her.

"You are still so uninterested. Of course I am here to play with men!" The woman raised her head and took a sip of wine. The wine flowed down her neck and soaked her clothes.

There was a bit of coolness and ease in that movement.

"Tell me the truth, what do you want from me?" Bo Jin yawned lazily.

"I'm afraid you won't agree if I say it." Ruolan said seriously.

Bo Jin nodded thoughtfully, "You're right, then don't say it."

Ruolan: "..."

The woman choked forcibly, and the wine in her mouth made her burst into tears.

"I heard that you turned into a dragon. I want your inner elixir." Her voice changed and she suddenly took action.

66: "!!!" Damn it, warrior!

I will give you incense sticks during your first seven days!

Bo Jin chuckled, his eyes that were blurred by drinking were even more moving than usual.

"I'm afraid you haven't woken up. Do you really think you can succeed with realgar wine?" She shook the empty wine glass twice at Ruolan.

That look can make people mad.

"Don't be too confident, we all rely on our own abilities!"

Bo Jin: "..." I have never seen such a shameless person!

"I am sitting right here. If you can take away the inner elixir today, I will twist off your head!"

The woman said nothing, and her white hands instantly turned into sharp claws, which were black and smelly.

The door to the room was forced shut, and the little rabbit shivered in fear.

Bo Jin followed its fur and looked at Ruolan with an expressionless expression as she performed tricks on her legs. Not only was she not afraid, she even wanted to laugh.

The black claw was only an inch away from her. She suddenly took action, and the clear mist swallowed the butterfly demon's claw at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She could only watch as her hand disappeared, but she couldn't stop it at all.

"what--"

A shrill scream sounded, and blood and tears fell from the corners of the woman's eyes.

"I have a demon under my command!" Fa Hai's voice sounded.

The Buddha's light pressed the butterfly demon firmly to the ground.

Bo Jin retracted his hand, leaned on the chair and returned to his lazy look.

"How did you come?"

"Amitabha, donor, there are other demons causing trouble behind this demon. Thank you for your mercy."

"Sir, I was wrong, please don't hand me over to him!" Ruolan shouted.

"What's the matter with me?" She looked at the butterfly demon indifferently.

"Sir, I just love someone. What's wrong with me?

Why don't you help me? "She broke down and roared.

The quotation that came out of his mouth shocked Bo Jin's outlook on life.

She wanted to take out a stick and pry open this monster's forehead. Where did this shameless theory come from? ? ?

I have never heard of it, I have never seen it!

"Why should I help you?

If you put onions in a pig's nose, what kind of garlic are you putting in?

As long as you have some brains, you won't be able to ask such questions that even a fool can't ask.

Even if I call you a fool, I feel wronged. You are a real fool. If you want to be shameless, your face is just a decoration attached to your bones!

You love me, why are you digging out my inner elixir? Is my inner elixir getting in the way of your dog eyes?

You still have the nerve to ask me why I don’t help you. I’m crazy to help you with a cerebellar atrophy and mental retardation! "The more she spoke, the more she felt wronged.

What does this mean?

The butterfly demon was said to want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into, but even Fahai didn't expect her to be so talkative.

"My beloved husband is sick, and I just want to save him. You are so talented, why don't you just practice inner alchemy again?

Buddhism says that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why did you save my beloved husband? "She became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, and even wanted to get Fahai to agree with her.

Fahai expressed his gratitude for the invitation and even wanted to kill the monster!

Her words sounded like modern moral kidnapping, which made Bo Jin impatient.

The most annoying thing is this kind of hot chick who stands at the pinnacle of morality and forcibly kidnaps others.

I just don’t want to, I just don’t want to be moral! ! ! (Little babies are sensible and moral.)

"Amitabha, if the donor can't bear it anymore, just beat her to death, and the poor monk can catch other monsters." Fahai silently took two steps back and said.

She raised her head and glanced at Fahai, then she stabbed the stick into the butterfly demon's mouth, breaking her white teeth.

"What do you want from her?"

"Amitabha, during this time fox demons are prevalent and the world is in chaos.

Many adult men were drained of their essence.

According to the poor monk's observation, the demon's husband is the key clue. "Fahai analyzed.

"Oh."

"Donor Bai, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, can I invite you to visit me?" He looked calm, and Bo Jin didn't think much and nodded decisively.

But the little rabbit in her arms looked up with surprise.

The two walked out of the cabin side by side. The whisk that was still locked at the door seemed to see the savior, "Little demon, come and save me, this damn bald donkey is so disgusting!!!"

"Amitabha, donor, it's quiet over there, why don't we go over there?" the young monk suggested expressionlessly while turning his beads.

Bo Jin nodded, and the two of them ignored Fuchen and left decisively.

Neither Fahai nor Bo Jin were the kind of people who would talk when they had nothing to say, so the two of them really walked while walking, without saying a word along the way.

Little Rabbit was almost dying of embarrassment, but the two of them didn't react at all.

It's like two strangers walking in the park. No one knows the other and no one cares about the other.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Fa Hai suddenly said, “Donor, this poor monk is confused. I wonder if the benefactor can tell me something?”

"Say." Bo Jin pulled the rabbit's fur out of boredom.

"The poor monk had calculated that he would have a love disaster many years ago, but now the love disaster has fallen on the benefactor.

The poor monk didn't know how to survive the calamity, so he hoped that the benefactor would give him some advice. "He asked with a serious look on his face.

"Monks also have emotional tribulations???" Bo Jin looked confused.

"Donor, don't make fun of me. The poor monk doesn't know why. He wholeheartedly worships the Buddha, but cannot attain enlightenment due to unresolved worldly ties."

"Do you really want to listen to me?" Bo Jin chuckled.