Chapter 34

Mo Ye was still wearing a black robe, and his breath was restrained. Unlike usual, he was wearing a black mask on his face at this time, covering his face.

He got news that a vision had appeared in the Beishan Fierce Beast Forest a few days ago, and because he was close, he came to check it out.

Unexpectedly, not long after entering this place, I heard the roar of the fierce beast. When I looked for it, the beast did not see it, but I saw the little monk who was a monk a few days ago.

This place is dangerous and unusual. How did a little monk who was still in Yunzhong City a few days ago and did not have a cultivation base come here? What made him even more unexpected was that the little monk did not die in the mouth of the beast, but sneakily followed a man with a sword.

For some reason, he followed them all the way. When the little monk finally showed up, he watched from the dark. What made him even more unexpected was that the little monk was very skilled. When the two met and fought, they forced the man to retreat step by step, adding several stab wounds to his body, and the knives all landed on the man's original wounds.

So that he can know that not everyone can touch his head?

Hearing the little monk's words, Mo Ye's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes fell on the little monk's shiny head. He inexplicably remembered that when the little monk bumped into him last time, the shiny head was blown away. His big hand pressed down.

He remembered that he was patted on the back of his hand at that time. Not long after he went back, the back of his hand was red and itchy. When he saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a bit of playfulness. Sure enough, he wasn't a serious monk.

Buddhist disciples are mostly compassionate, and this little monk is fierce and ruthless, and I don’t know what temple can accommodate such a killing god.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the little monk kicked sharply from the side. At the same time that the sword in the man's hand was thrown into the air by him, the little monk kicked the other's chin straight up.

"puff!"

The man was kicked so that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body lost his balance and retreated. Perhaps it was because of the injury on his body and his lack of physical strength. When he saw the little monk leaning towards him, he turned around want to escape.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, the killing intent came, the cold dagger had already touched his neck, and the voice containing the killing intent entered his ears with a hint of coldness.

"The gates of hell are open, go down!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp dagger slashed his throat, and the blood spattered, the man only had time to groan, his whole body froze, his eyes widened, he never thought that he was not dead by a beast Mouth, but died in the hands of this little monk...

Mo Ye, who saw this scene in the dark, frowned slightly under the mask, stared at the little monk with deep eyes, and there was exploration in his eyes...

A knife to seal the throat, clean and neat!

Of course, the next moment, when he saw the little monk's actions, the corner of his mouth twitched again.

I saw that the little monk took out a Qiankun bag from the corpse and studied there with a novel look: "This is the Qiankun bag? Can this small bag really hold a lot of things?"

Tangning happily played with it. She opened it and looked inside. Seeing a lot of treasures inside, her eyes lit up, "It's really good luck..."

She excitedly tossed the Qiankun bag up in her hand, and before she could say the following words, she found out that the Qiankun bag...

was robbed!

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