"I was seriously injured. If they come again, I won't be able to defeat them."

Yingqian showed a pitiful expression.

A few red rashes would make it worse than an amputation.

Chilin rolled his eyes.

He raised his vertical pupils and looked at Yingqian.

This was not the way this woman looked when she grabbed his tongue and tried to tie it.

In front of Du Yan, he pretended to be good.

Chilin's eyes were filled with disgust.

He curled his lips and whispered softly:

"What kind of vision? I actually like a monk."

Yingqian didn't even look at him.

A pair of black eyes only focused on Du Yan.

Du Yan only glanced at it accidentally.

But it was as if she saw stars flashing across the sky in her eyes.

He immediately averted his eyes and recited the Buddha's name.

"Duyan?"

How could Yingqian let him go?

Duyan is a ghost. It is quite difficult to see him once.

If you let him go now.

The next time I want to meet him, I might run into him when some kind of goblin comes out.

He has a nature that means nothing else except chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name.

It's hard to find a strategy.

Yingqian turned around in her mind, pursed her lips, and her voice became more and more pitiful.

"You don't want the next time we meet to be in a cemetery, visiting my grave, right?"

She is not afraid of meat and vegetables.

Any nonsense words just come out of my mouth.

Du Yan frowned and scolded in a low voice:

"Don't say that."

"Then take me away!" Yingqian shook his sleeves and said, "In this way, you can take responsibility and protect me all the time?"

She glanced at Du Yan's face.

Seeing that he didn't show any disgust or disgust, he became bolder and bolder.

"Or...you stay here?"

Chilin couldn't listen anymore, so he touched the corner of Yingqian's clothes with his paw and said:

"This is a brothel. How can a monk stay in a place like this? Isn't it desecrating the solemnity of Buddhism?"

Yingqian ignored him.

He moved his toes and pushed Chi Lin aside.

Chilin rolled on his back and suppressed his anger so that he did not say any dirty words.

He lay on the ground, scratching the ground with gnashing teeth

A pair of vertical pupils stared at Du Yan.

He was originally afraid of Du Yan.

But then I thought about it.

If you let the monk stay nearby and eat him when you find an opportunity, wouldn't you be able to get rid of Yingqian?

Chi Lin's eyes flashed with blood.

He raised the corners of his lips, licked his paws, and said:

"Monk, there has been a lot of unrest in the capital recently. If she smells like me, she must be something blind and wants to come over and take a bite. I am an empty shell now. If I am too fierce, I cannot protect her.

"

Chi Lin lazily stood up.

Pointing her toes, she jumped into Yingqian's arms.

After finding a comfortable position, he yawned and said again:

"If you weren't here, maybe the next time you come over, she and I would be eaten clean."

Yingqian pinched Chilin's paw and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will definitely die behind you."

Chilin's mouth twitched.

Subconsciously I want to retaliate.

But when he thought about the evil spirit Yingqian, he couldn't beat or scold him, and in the end he was just angry.

Simply closed his eyes.

Out of sight is pure.

But Chi Lin's words did shake Du Yan a little.

Yingqian's smell at this time was too mixed.

A mixture of fox demons and big demons.

Faintly, he was also tainted with some Buddhist aura.

But she herself is just an ordinary person.

If there is something, come here out of curiosity.

I saw Ying Qian, an ordinary person, and a seriously injured monster.

That's really a treasure.

Yingqian is quite capable.

But it was only when the fox demon was unprepared that he fell into her trap.

If you really face it.

She is really extremely dangerous.

Yingqian also saw Du Yan's hesitation.

He quickly said:

"Duyan! Master! Little fairy! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! You can't just watch me die..."

"The poor monk is not..."

"I have been very pitiful since I was a child." Yingqian sobbed and murmured: "My father doesn't care, my mother is not good, I only have one sister, she beats me and scolds me all the time, and doesn't give me food! I can't eat every day.

You have to work hard here during the day, and you have to go out to sell matches at night. If you can't sell all the matches, you are not allowed to go home, and you will be beaten even if you go home..."

The system held it in for a long time and secretly complained:

[Host, no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like you’re being beaten all day long. And isn’t this the story of the little match girl? 】

"Shut up."

Yingqian cursed the system.

He turned his face and began to pretend to wipe away his tears again.

Du Yan sighed.

He said helplessly:

"Donor, this poor monk is in Beijing and has important things to do. Maybe..."

"It's okay!" Yingqian saw him relax, and immediately took over the conversation, saying: "Exterminating demons and defending the Tao? Or preaching scriptures? I can help! I have been very close to Buddha since I was a child. If it weren't for those tributes, I would

You may not live to be this old!"

Chilin covered his eyes with his paws.

Sighed deeply.

Where is this pro-Buddha?
To be continued...