"Hahaha, when you get closer, this girl looks so pretty! How long hasn't this stupid and superb guy appeared again before the Soul-raising Pool!"

Leng Yumo's heart sank little by little. Looking at the three people who were getting closer, Ning Wei's decisive look appeared in his eyes.

But at this moment—

"Amitabha Buddha, lust is the head of all evil, but it has a rebellious reason and has a shame in his heart. Do not act as beneficial. Besides, the retribution is clear and unhappy, and every movement and stillness is revealed. The gods will observe ten eyes and ten hands. The reason must come... Before the three donors do evil, please be sure to think twice, and there will be gods three feet above your head..."

A bright and gentle voice rang out in the quiet jungle for no reason.

Leng Yumo looked up and saw a young monk wearing a golden robe and holding a golden bowl, clasping his hands together, looking at the three strong men with a gaze full of admonition and compassion.

"Where did the dead monk come from? How dare you come and care about your affairs?"

"Grandpas, if you like to play with women, can the gods you call take care of us? How about you? Could it be that you are lying on the head of grandpa's bed? Grandpa is very brave, but doesn't care at all!"

"Stinky monk, why don't you get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

The little monk recited Amitabha again, and his handsome eyebrows were full of helplessness. He couldn't help but continue, "Please think twice, the conditioned laws in the world are like dreams and bubbles..."

"Stinky monk, are you looking for death? Okay, then grandpa will fulfill your wishes!!"

The strong man who summoned the brown bear was obviously furious, and his eyes widened and punched him.

The other two strong men were not willing to be outdone and rushed forward with a fierce spirit.

The little monk shook his head gently, his slightly rosy lips curled up slightly, revealing a light smile.

Leng Yumo, who was anesthetized by poisonous needles, had a big change in his face, "Little monk, go quickly!!"

However, the next moment, the three strong men who rushed over like shells actually stopped.

The fists and magic weapons they were holding were frozen in the air.

Leng Yumo was stunned, what's wrong?

She didn't see that the little monk's eyes were dyed with golden red almost the same color as the robes in an instant.

When Leng Yumo looked up and looked at her.

The little monk's face had long since recovered a slightly green compassion and gentleness.

"Amitabha, it is better for several donors to be lost. I hope that they can reform themselves from now on, abandon evil and follow good. The Buddha will be with you."

The three strong men nodded like cash withdrawal puppets, and then left as if they were flying.

Leng Yumo was shocked by this incident: "Why did they run away?"

The little monk smiled and said, "They realized their mistake..."

"Where are you teasing a three-year-old child?" Leng Yumo rolled her eyes and looked up and down at the young monk who looked very tender and handsome, "You can't be the child of a big sect on this floating island, right?"

The more Leng Yumo thought about it, the more right he felt.

The three people must have noticed that the young monk had an extraordinary origin and could not afford to offend him, so they fled in panic.

The little monk did not answer her words, but maintained a shallow and gentle smile.

Leng Yumo did not ask about his identity, but took out a detoxification pill from his arms and swallowed it.

Soon the numbness and itch from her shoulders disappeared, and she stood up and jumped.

Then he bowed deeply to the little monk: "Thank you for your help. May I ask the Master for your great kindness. I don't thank you for your great kindness, but I must repay you..."
Chapter completed!