The lord god wants to fall in love [Comprehensive]

When Wuhua washed her face in the morning, she looked at the face reflected in the basin that was so beautiful beyond gender. Her long untied hair was scattered behind her. The 15-year-old boy was just at the age of indistinguishable male and female. He looked like a stunning little girl. Beauty.

He looked at his younger brother Nangong Ling who was rubbing his eyes and putting on his clothes. Although he was still young and chubby, he could tell that the cute face was inherited from their father, not like him. The mother's beautiful face.

Recalling their stunning mother, Wu Hua sighed.

If he was a woman, it would be a joy to inherit his mother's beauty, but he is so beautiful as a man, why is he more beautiful than most women?

So when his master Master Tianfeng asked him again if he would like to be ordained, he agreed without hesitation.

It's better to have a shaved head than to have a head of hair and be prettier than a woman.

So Wuhua, under the personal auspices of Master Tianfeng, let down her smooth hair, with a big bald head as bright as a night pearl, Wuhua looked desperately at the beautiful bald head in the mirror, and touched The bald man sighed: "Sure enough, she looks good, and any hairstyle is beautiful!"

He is beautiful with long hair, but he is still beautiful with a bald head, and even wearing a plain white monk robe with a bald head has a holy beauty!

When Wu Hua sighed to the mirror, the little mud monkey who rushed in excitedly saw his conspicuous big bald head and stared at him: "Brother! Why did you shave your head?"

Wuhua clasped her hands together, and was about to explain that this is called a shaved monk, when Nangong Ling said again: "But brother, your shaved head is also the best!"

Heartbroken, bro!

Beauty is indeed his biggest worry!well!

Wuhua read a sentence: "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form." Staring at Nangong Ling, she said solemnly, "Ling'er, don't be fascinated by my brother's beauty!"

#On how distressed it is to have a younger brother who thinks he is the most beautiful woman in the world#

Nangong Ling excitedly ignored Wu Hua's last words, "Brother! I told you not to call me Ling'er!"

Because there is a family at the foot of Shaolin Temple whose daughter is named Linger, what a beautiful and sweet name!

After Wuhua found out, he decisively changed the name of his younger brother from 'Xiao Ling' to 'Ling'er'!

Facing Nangong Ling's protest, Wu Hua looked at Nangong Ling's very 'manly' appearance, and agreed with a smile: "Alright Linger, I know Linger!"

Although Nangong Ling is only eight years old, he already has gender awareness, so he jumped to protest against the name his brother gave him: "Brother, you should call me Xiaoling! Or you can call me Nangong! Everyone else is like this Call me, but don’t call me Ling’er!”

Wuhua lowered her eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and her whole body became lost and sad: "But many people call you that, brother just wants to have an exclusive pet name, isn't Linger willing?"

Seeing the dejected expression of the beautiful woman in plain white monk clothes, Nangong Ling immediately surrendered without the slightest reluctance, and said flatteredly: "Then brother, please continue to call me by my pet name!"

To be called by the beautiful brother with loving nicknames every day is simply flattering!

At this time, Nangong Ling, who was obsessed with beauty, could no longer remember that there was a girl with the same name as him at the foot of the mountain.

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Wuhua concentrates on practicing Buddhism and martial arts in Shaolin Temple. He is very talented in comprehending Buddhism and is highly valued by Master Tianfeng. Very talented.

Especially in martial arts, many eminent monks of Shaolin 72 stunts can only specialize in one or two of them, but he can learn them all, broad and profound, and can also integrate these martial arts into his own avenue to simplicity with a high-level attitude. moves.

He didn't show all his talent in martial arts, because he was keenly aware that his cheap master, Master Tianfeng, seemed to value training him while secretly guarding against him.

Regarding Master Tianfeng's precautions, Wuhua felt that it was possible that Master Tianfeng had noticed the plan of his cheap father who died early, but this venerable monk was kind-hearted, and he didn't want to give up just because of that little doubt. The two brothers who did evil.

So Wuhua didn't care about Master Tianfeng's defense.

He is now more concerned about his progress in martial arts.

He can improve so fast because he seems to have a very high level, as if he can easily master it after learning very advanced martial arts and learning low-level martial arts.But he has never learned martial arts other than Shaolin Temple except for the Dongying Ninjutsu and Windward Slash that his father taught him, and this Dongying martial arts is more than fierce, but not as advanced as Shaolin martial arts.

So Wuhua suspects his past life that he doesn't remember but speculates may be awesome.

After two years of his advanced cultivation, he can vaguely dream of a little bit of strange scenes every night, for example, he hid behind the bunker and watched a person drink a glass of wine and then fell down, he and a knife-like The men confronted each other, and he stood on the deck with a girl in green clothes... These fragmented dreams always ended in the last picture—he stepped into a dark passage.

He didn't know where the dark passage he entered was, he just remembered waking up as soon as he stepped in.

And when he recalled the fragmented images in the dream, it seemed that there was a thick layer of fog behind him, and he couldn't see them clearly at all. There was only a little blurry image, and he didn't know who those people appeared in his dream. .

But every time he has a dream, his martial arts realm will improve a little, and his realm has improved the fastest in the past two years.

In any case, it was always good for him, and it didn't interfere with his sleep and life, so he simply didn't get to the bottom of it.

Wuhua's life in Shaolin is very peaceful, and when she is bored, she teases her silly brother.

Nangong Ling seems to have a fate with Ci, the director of the Beggar Gang. Although he was taken to Shaolin Temple by Wuhua when he was very young, Ci, the director of the Beggar Gang, seems to feel very guilty for killing their father Tianfeng Shishilang, and he never forgets it every year. Come to Shaolin to visit the two brothers.

Especially Nangong Ling who became his foster son when he was a baby, even though he was not raised by Ren Ci, Ren Ci still recognized him as his adopted son and taught him martial arts.

Ren Ci seemed to have reached a consensus with Master Tianfeng. Although Nangong Ling was raised in Shaolin Temple, it was only to keep their brothers from being separated. Nangong Ling was not counted among the disciples of Shaolin Temple.

Therefore, Wu Hua, who was ordained ordained as a monk, is a direct disciple of Master Tianfeng, and Nan Gongling grew up in Shaolin Temple, but he is not a disciple of Shaolin Temple.

Wuhua felt that her younger brother was by her side, and would be protected by him in the future, and that the director of the beggar gang who was cheated by their father was full of guilt, and offered to be Nangong Ling's adoptive father. His younger brother should have no worries in the future.

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But things are not as simple as Wuhua imagined.

Their peaceful days did not continue.

When Nangongling was ten years old, Wuhua was 17 years old.

That day, Wuhua had just finished her morning class, and when she came back to prepare breakfast for her younger brother, who was raised by his good cooking skills and was waiting to be fed, she saw the silly younger brother who was getting taller and getting stronger. Foolishly shouting "Niangqin" to a stunningly beautiful woman, every time she shouted "Motherqin", she was very sticky and excited.

Wu Hua walked in with a blank face, because his appearance was too outstanding, so he felt that he was not majestic enough, so he was used to keeping a straight face and being cold.

He looked at the gentle and loving woman next to Nangong Ling, and the face of the heartless woman who indifferently threw his brother to his father in his memory matched the face, and the alarm sounded in his heart.

He walked over, stared at the woman, and asked coldly: "Who are you?" His hands were not idle, and he pulled Nangong Ling behind him to protect him.

He could sense that this woman's strength was only a little worse than his, so if he didn't take the opportunity to pull Nangong Ling over, what if she took Nangong Ling as a hostage?

Although he has recognized that this woman is indeed their mother who has been missing for many years, the biological mother must also be on guard. There are not no cruel biological mothers. In some villages at the foot of the Shaolin Temple, there are quite a few people who throw their extra children into the mountain to feed wild animals. parents.

Nangong Ling, who was pulled behind Wuhua, poked her head out and said to Wuhua: "Brother, she said she is our mother!"

Li Qi looked at Wu Hua's appearance which was very similar to his own, with satisfaction in his eyes.

When she saw Nangong Ling's face that was not at all like her, she wondered if her subordinates had made a mistake, because she had long forgotten what her ex-husband, Tianfeng Shishilang, looked like, so naturally she couldn't He will know that his youngest son looks like his father.Now seeing Wu Hua's appearance, he is convinced that this brother is indeed his own son.

Li Qi smiled and said to Wuhua: "Son, don't you remember your mother? When we were in Dongying, my mother made cherry blossom cake for you!"

In fact, she no longer remembers the names of her two sons, or she is too lazy to remember.But she remembered the sakura cake because her favorite food in Dongying was sakura cake. In order to please her, Tianfeng Shishiro specially asked a pastry chef from Central Plains to make it out of Dongying's specialty cherry blossoms.

Wuhua remained indifferent and expressionless: "Then I'm sure you're not our mother!" He stared at Li Qi, and said word by word, "Because our mother never does anything by hand, and never takes the initiative to do anything." If you come into contact with us, you won't smile very gently at us!"

And make cherry blossom cakes for them?When I was in Dongying, all the cherry blossom cakes at home belonged to Li Qi, and only the leftovers would be fed to him by Tianfeng Shishilang to taste.

Do you really think he doesn't remember?Just fool around?He's not that stupid guy like Nangong Ling!

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Li Qi's face turned dark when Wuhua said these few words, and then slowly put away the smile on his face, and gave up his original plan to pretend to be a loving mother to coax the two estranged sons back, and directly reached out to grab the two estranged sons. To them, she planned to take him back and train him well, and then release him to be her chess piece.

She didn't take these two little kids to heart, and she didn't use all her strength when she shot, but to her surprise, Wu Hua slapped her wrist with a palm, and the golden palm made Li Qi feel a sense of crisis. , subconsciously turned his palms to meet him, and slapped his two palms together. Wuhua had been prepared for a long time, but Li Qi was caught off guard, and was beaten by Wuhua's palm so that his blood surged and he retreated ten steps.

Li Qi stared at Wuhua, with surprise in his eyes: "Good boy, your martial arts are good!"

She didn't try her best, so even if she was caught off guard and suffered a small loss, she wouldn't think that Wuhua, a teenager, could beat her.

Li Qi, who was still full of confidence, looked at Wu Hua with a bit of condescending satisfaction in his eyes.

Wu Hua, who also didn't exert all her strength, clasped her hands together and said calmly: "Amitabha! No matter whether you are true or not, the poor monk has already become a monk. I hope the female benefactor will respect herself! The place of Buddhism is pure, the female benefactor should leave as soon as possible!"

Although he felt that Li Qi's biological mother was unqualified and ruthless enough, and he didn't want Nangong Ling to be coaxed by her, but after all, he was the biological mother, and he didn't want to really fight her to attract the masters of Shaolin Temple.

But Li Qi didn't understand Wuhua's painstaking efforts, she only snorted coldly, and tried to rob the two of them again, this time she used all her strength to avoid being surrounded by Shaolin masters.

However, facing Wuhua's palm that was still glowing with golden light, Li Qi still retreated, no more, no less, just as many steps back as last time, and the feeling of true energy surging in his body was similar to last time.

This was obviously caused by the other party on purpose, Li Qi was shocked, and looked at Wuhua's right palm in doubt: "You, what kind of trick are you doing?"

Wuhua clasped her hands together calmly, and recited a Buddhist name: "Amitabha! This is Shaolin Vajra Palm!"

The Vajra Palm is also known as the Great Vajra Hand, which is famous for its strength.And Wuhua has already cultivated to the perfection state, if he exerts all his strength, he can even beat Li Qi who is only a little weaker than him in internal strength with one palm, and the flesh and blood will disappear.

But Li Qi is his biological mother after all, he can't really hurt his own biological mother, just let Li Qi know how powerful he is, and just leave.

It's a pity that after seeing how powerful he is, Li Qi became more determined to win over this son.

It's just that her martial arts are not as good as others, so she took the route of Huairou: "Good boy, mother is just a little impatient and misses you two brothers too much, so I can't wait to come to see you as soon as I find you. You don't remember mother, mother feels uncomfortable, so I can't wait to see you." I want to take you home directly, I don't really want to do anything to you..."

Seeing that Nangong Ling seemed a little moved, Wu Hua quickly interrupted Li Qi: "My master is coming soon, the benefactor should leave quickly!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Wuhua: Why does my silly brother look so Chinese, but I look so fake?

Nangong Ling: My brother is unparalleled in beauty! ^_^

Wu Hua: I am already such a fake mother, and my younger brother is also indispensable!Let's call him Ling'er from now on!

Nangong Ling: My brother is unparalleled in beauty!Everything my brother says is right! ^_^

☆、02-03