The old monster loves the poor monk

His father didn't believe in the immeasurable matter of whether he died or not.

Willing to let him go back to China is just because of a fact.

Lin Sa became a male prostitute.

He was sitting in the restaurant opposite to the store where Lin Sa worked, watching Lin Sa go to work in fancy dress, he watched countless men and women coming and going at the door of the store, until Lin Sa came out from there in the middle of the night, and was caught A man got into the luxury car with his arms around him.

The woman on the opposite side looked at Lin Sa and sneered, then turned her head and said haughtily to him: "Sikong, have you seen that you can only match a dog, not you."

Zheng Baoguo stood up without saying a word, and a soft and charming female voice rang in his ears: "Is it unacceptable?"

unacceptable.

"Can't you forgive me?"

unforgivable.

"Can you really abandon him?"

Zheng Baoguo frowned.

Under the soft chandelier, Lin Sa brushed her hair by her ears and cast her eyes over: "I'm curious, do you think life in the army is harder or being a practitioner is harder?"

His tone was indifferent: "Whatever you do, you have to overcome it."

"Oh..." Lin Sa brushed her long hair, and the delicate makeup made him feel very dazzling.

He never wanted to see Lin Sa again in his life, but when he saw him again, it challenged his endurance even more than last time.

Slightly curly long hair, exquisite makeup, and a tight skirt.

The woman's voice sounded softly again: "How about killing him?"

Even though Lin Sa changed into a woman's attire, he could still recognize him, but Lin Sa didn't know him at all. The last time he performed a mission, he was hit by shrapnel in the face, and his nose and cheekbones were injured. During the treatment, the doctor showed him For the restoration plan, for the sake of his safety, he planned to seal all his overseas identities in secret after returning to China. It happened that his face was injured at that time, and the doctor also changed the direction of the restoration of his appearance in accordance with the purpose of identity protection in the restoration plan.

Lin Sa called him Zheng Baoguo, seduced Ye Yuan, and entangled Kongming.

His contempt showed in his eyes: "Are you lonely?"

Lin Sa was a little surprised at what he said suddenly, and then smiled and put his arms around his neck: "Then will you accompany me?"

Strong disgust surged up, seeing his bright smile even gave birth to hatred.

"How do you want me to accompany you?"

Lin Sa lowered her head pretending to be shy, but it was completely different from the boy who lowered her head shyly seven years ago: "What do you think? Ask knowingly."

The woman was laughing: "Why can he be so dirty? Why can he be so shameless?"

I don't know, Zheng Baoguo doesn't know.

"Face your sincerity." The woman whispered seductively.

They had been separated for seven years. For the first five years, he wanted to see Lin Sa but couldn't see him, and for the next three years, he avoided it.

The distance between them is getting farther and farther, and he is not just him. He used to be the righteous Zheng Xuan. He was assigned to the Taoist culture and became a practitioner. He almost never thought of a young man named Lin Sa. up.

But Lin Sa appeared in his world again as a practitioner.

With her arms around his neck and her head raised, her eyes were moist and smiling, with a pretense of pure allure.

He couldn't forgive and couldn't accept it.

What's even more ridiculous is that I can't let go.

Then let's torture each other.

He clasped the back of the boy's head and kissed it hard.

The woman chuckled: "Enjoy it."

Ye Yuan walked in the dark tomb passage, and he could clearly see everything in the tomb passage. Suddenly, a red elixir grass appeared in front of him. Ye Yuan frowned suspiciously at the red elixir grass, how could it be here? There was red elixir, and a handful of red elixir stretched out from behind him: "Brother, are these enough?"

Ye Yuan turned around, the water in the distance was light blue and even the sky was blue, and the shallow pond was full of pink flowers and flowers. Hui walked to him and looked up at him with clear and serious eyes: "Senior brother, why can the red elixir be shot for three dollars?" Stasis is insidious."

Ye Yuan took two steps back, trembling uncontrollably.

The woman asked him, "Why are you afraid?"

Ye Yuan suddenly closed his eyes, he could not answer this question.

"Brother, I'm tired, can you carry me?" Hui asked seriously.

He squatted down halfway, grasping the red dan grass and laying on his back, Hui was ten years old, much heavier than when he was five, he almost felt that Hui had grown up on his back.

Hui is their youngest junior, who is loved by the three of them the most, but Xuan has his own principles, and will not get along with them too much except to give advice on the studies of the juniors and help some necessary help. Hui spends all day playing Nao, whenever he had the opportunity, he would travel down the mountain with his uncles, uncles and masters. Hui was only five years old when he entered the school, and everyone did their own thing.

At that time, he was the only one who was willing to spend more time taking care of his junior brother. He was ten years old at that time. Although it was more important to practice meditation, he couldn't bear the fact that his junior brother was left alone.

Hui was still very ignorant, not knowing that there is no such thing as taking care of each other in Zhengling, so she asked him rigorously, "Is the senior brother responsible for taking care of me?"

His little cheeks are fleshy, and his eyes are the purest dark brown in the world.

Ye Yuan nodded: "Yes."

From then on, his daily life included taking care of his younger brother besides practicing, teaching him to practice, taking him to collect herbs, and putting anti-poison and insect sachets in the sleeves of each of his clothes. Touch his head to comfort him.

Hui laughed at him for doing superfluous and boring things.

But he was not without gains, Hui never showed weakness to anyone, but would say to him: "Brother, can you carry me?"

He took care of Hui, watched Hui grow up little by little, and Hui only depended on him, this cognition began to become an addiction, which sneaked into his consciousness and made him gradually addicted.

The flowers that only depend on him, the flowers that only belong to him...

Fortunately, he realized this kind of demon before he was completely poisoned. He began to reflect on the way he got along with Hui, and on his actions.

Master taught him to watch his own heart, but he started to fear. He always thought that he was just a senior brother who hid the desire to control in his heart. After thinking about it, I realized that my heart had become so ugly.

He wants to control Hui.

She pretends to be gentle and takes care of him, but she wants Hui to be inseparable from herself.

His heart turned out to be a demon, he was so eager to achieve nothing, and could only rely on himself helplessly, so he taught him while pampering him.

He actually wanted to destroy Hui.

If what the world calls love is such an ugly thing, he takes it back.

Hui doesn't need such love, and neither does he.

He began to take back his special care for Hui, and no longer gave him more teaching and guidance than others.

At first Hui was puzzled for a while, and those eyes always looked at him with thinking, and it didn't take long for the thinking to subside.

Hui easily adapted to the life without his care. Maybe he didn't need his care at the beginning. The senior brother grew up by himself, and Hui also grew up by himself, even himself. All his disciples were like this, so why did he think that Hui must be taken care of by him?

Zaihui asked the sentence at the beginning: "Is the senior brother responsible for taking care of me?" ’ he should have said:

No, no one can take care of you.

If he said this, it would not be Hui who was saved, but himself.

Hui was standing in front of him, and he had already raised his hand, wanting to stroke the top of the young man's hair.

A voice whispered in his ear: "He is the child you raised, just touch it."

He stood stiffly in the corridor, finally curled his knuckles and retracted his hand, and looked at Hui with approval: "You have grown up, this time you will go down the mountain and complete the task well."

Hui nodded, and brushed past him with a sword in hand. The wind was full of the fragrance of saponins and clothes, and there was no smell of insect repelling sachets in his sleeves.

Since it is a senior brother, it is enough to be a competent senior brother.

There are too many things in this world, and the greed in a small corner of my heart, let's close the door and close the door.

Six Paths, Ling Qi, Dao, Immortal, Ancient Gods.

Everything comes one after another. They are the wizards of righteous spirits, the hope of humanity, and the head of the sect puts the hope of becoming immortals on them. They may be the strange numbers in this world.

These are more important.

When the door of the hospital opened, the boy was sitting on the edge of the bed reading a book, leaning against the bed in a relaxed manner, his fingers moved uncontrollably.

What used to be beautiful is now remarkable.

Just as the demon had expected, Feiran became fragile and needed someone to take care of her.

But he knows what kind of person Hui is, only he can take care of himself.

Only in this way can the present extraordinary become the once beautiful flower again.

Feiran still doesn't need him.

"Of course he doesn't need you." The woman seemed to be laughing at his thoughts: "You need him."

The importance of Hui to him has never changed, but she is such an important person, such an important person...

Ye Yuan closed his eyes, it was so important, so he had to stand far away, his heart, which had suffered a loss, needed something to fill it up, what the world called love.

The road is lost and love is made.

Hui Hui's heart is still intact, his world is complete, his way and deeds are unharmed, Ye Yuan can't break his complete heart to match his lost partner.

The woman earnestly persuaded: "Grace is born of harm, and harm is born of grace. Everyone in the world is like this. Of course you can do the same."

Ye Yuan keeps his eyes closed all the time, and his consciousness is dark.

Kong Ming was walking forward, suddenly there was a light in front of the tomb passage, but walking forward, he stepped into the purple bamboo forest.

Kong Ming looked around, why did the chaotic tomb passage lead to the purple bamboo forest?Looking back, the tomb passage has disappeared.

A woman was reciting his name: "Kongming." She seemed to be savoring his new name.

"chaos?"

Chaos laughed, and called out again: "Kong Ming?"

Chaos seemed to think his name was very interesting, and he repeated it over and over again: "Kong Ming...Kong Ming..."

Chaos Momei murmured in a low voice: "Let me see Kong Ming's heart."

The voice disappeared for a moment, and then chuckled again: "It's really empty, but there is only one place, let me help you see it clearly."

A pair of hands covered his eyes from behind, Kong Ming immediately pulled away the man's hand and turned around, but the person in front of him was Qi Yu, Kong Ming froze on the spot, not knowing what to say.

This place should be an illusion, but the current Qiyu is not like this. Qiyu's attitude towards him is gentle and restrained, which is obviously the Qiyu in his memory in the past.

But why did he see Qiyu?

Chaos sneered softly with his sleeves covered, the laughter tinged with mockery.

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