"But I can’t seem to beat Jiugong?" Miss Duan, who was reborn in Guanyin’s body, murmured that since the rebirth, her spirit has been somewhat abnormal, and some inexplicable memories will always pop up in her mind. Occasionally, there is a voice saying that she turned out to be Guanyin Bodhisattva.
What kind of joke is this? She naturally doesn’t believe that these things sometimes make him look a little trance.
"Go ahead, you have to believe in yourself, even if you can’t beat the river god, he will help you."
"Why didn’t the elder directly shoot?"
"Because I am a kind god, I will have great power only when I witness the best things in the world. If you want me to make a move, you must let the Tang Priest kiss you and show me your undying love, so that I can save him. Otherwise, I can’t beat Jiugongbai?"
After all, it is a lie that Qin Changfeng is distracted by the river god. "Didn’t you always want to know what river god I am?" I’ll tell you the truth now. I’m the God of Love Rivers! "
Love? ? ?
Well, it’s a river.
Miss Duan feels that her outlook on life has been deeply humiliated, but the logic of hearing absurd words at first is clear and complete, so it is really reasonable to think about it.
"I went to the predecessors!"
"Remember to let the Tang Priest kiss you or I will be inspired by the love method."
"Don’t worry, I won’t let you down!"
Miss Duan walked out of the screen barrier of Heshen cloth and stepped on the battlefield that belonged to her.
And smiling and waving goodbye to the river god is finally a sigh of relief. Isn’t this the moment he has done so much?
"Jiugong, how dare you hurt my man and see the young lady drop you!"
With a loud roar, Miss Duan appeared in front of everyone, looking at her familiar figure, familiar voice and familiar breath, like Tang Priest’s last words, his pupils suddenly opened wide and burst into bright light. If it weren’t for the physical pain, it was very real. He was almost dreaming.
"Which come little doll yi … the monk used to love you but you are not dead? Forget it. It doesn’t matter. Since you show up on your own initiative, I’ll arrest you and him and let you get back together. It’s best to have a doll and bring it to the Tathagata. Hahaha … "
Seeing Miss Duan’s Tang Priest reaction, Jiugong real people habitually fall into the pleasure of self-delusion.
In a sense, her eyes are similar to Qin Changfeng’s, but she does so many wonderful things to attract the attention of the Tathagata, while Qin Changfeng wants to completely overthrow the Tathagata …
Chapter six hundred and nineteen A collapsed love
"Jiugong see me to drop you!"
Miss Duan knows that she can’t solve the Tang Priest’s crisis without completely defeating Jiugong. At the same time, she also wants to try whether she can do it alone without bothering the river god.
After all, she used to be a famous exorcist. What if she really succeeded?
Unfortunately, the ideal is full, but the reality is very backbone.
If Guanyin Bodhisattva kissed Jiugong, there might still be a fight, but Miss Duan didn’t do it for a long time first, and she didn’t know what power her body was sealed with. With a wave of her hand, Jiugong was blown up and directly knocked down beside Tang Priest.
"Miss Duan!"
The Tang Priest cried suddenly, and the blood stopped vomiting, and his chest didn’t hurt. Poor forces broke out from the arms of Xiao Shan and rushed to Miss Duan and hugged her tightly.
Miss Duan turned pale and looked very depressed. She lay in the monk’s arms and struggled to raise a palm to touch his face. "Sorry, I can’t help you again this time."
"Don’t be silly. It’s good that you’re still alive. I’m not."
Even though the monk was in a desperate situation, he shed tears of happiness. There is nothing greater in life than getting back. He is so happy that he can’t tell illusion from reality that he can’t help but skip the doubt that Miss Duan came back from the dead.
"I didn’t let you be scattered by enlightenment once, and this time …"
After the surprise, the monk deeply blamed himself. Never before did he hate himself as much as he does now. There are 300 children’s songs and the Tathagata’s palm … There is no power at all that belongs to him.
If Tathagata wants to give it to him, he will be nothing when Tathagata doesn’t want to help him!
Is this the Buddha?
Manipulating the fate of ordinary people in the name of robbery by clapping?
For the first time in my life, I tried my best to protect my beloved monk, but he didn’t show his face at all, because his heart was so fleeting.
During this time, the young lady gently covered his mouth and managed to squeeze out a smile. "I don’t blame you. I like you because you are kind. I never thought you would be a natural enemy fairy. If … you can kiss me, I will never regret it again."
Then she closed her eyes gently, not dying, but waiting.
In fact, her body is a bodhisattva, and she won’t be seriously injured when she is slapped by Jiugong, and she won’t be as dying as she is now. She wants the monk to kiss quickly, which is not only for the river god to make a move, but also for a long time in her heart!
And the monk at this time as the heart cried into a struggle.
He naturally remembers that Miss Duan once told him that if a girl closes her eyes, she just wants you to kiss her.
At first, he was bound by the shackles of Buddhism, and Buddhism advised him to give up and choose to escape.
It was not until Miss Duan was beaten to the bone by a monkey that he dared to admit that he loved her, but by then it was too late, and he caught nothing and got nothing.
Now there is another chance in front of us.
How should he choose to be the true fruit of Buddhism and the love of his life?
Is it still like once …
He hopes that there are two beautiful laws in this world that will pay off the Tathagata and the Qing Dynasty.
However, fate makes people realize that it is often a fork in the road. If you choose the left, you have to give up the right.