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

Because he received the news, a few days ago, a strange phenomenon appeared in the forest of the ferocious beast in the North Mountain, and because he was close, he came to check it out.

Unexpectedly, shortly after entering here, I heard the roar of ferocious beasts. When I came here, I didn’t see the ferocious beasts, but I saw the little monk who had become a monk a few days ago.

This place is extremely dangerous. How did a young monk who was still in Qingyun City a few days ago and had no cultivation level come here? What he didn't expect was that the young monk did not die at the mouth of the beast, but instead followed a man with a sword sneakily.

I don't know why he followed them all the way. When he met the little monk, he finally showed up and watched in the dark. What he didn't expect was that the little monk was very skilled. When the two met, they forced the man to retreat step by step, and several more knife wounds were added to the wound that the man had already been injured.

So that he knew that not everyone could touch his head?

Hearing the little monk's words, Mo Ye's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes fell on the little monk's glowing little head. He inexplicably remembered that the last time the little monk hit him, the bright head was pressed by his big hand.

I remembered that I was patted by the back of my hand. Not long after I went back, my back of my hand was red and itchy. When I saw the scene in front of me, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a bit of playfulness. I thought to myself: This vengeful temperament is indeed not a serious monk.

Buddhist disciples are mostly compassionate in their hearts, but this little monk is fierce in his actions and ruthless in his moves. I don’t know what temple can accommodate such a god of killing.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the little monk kicking him sideways. The sword in the man's hand was kicked away and he threw it into the air. At the same time, the little monk kicked his feet and kicked him upwards on the other party's chin.

"puff!"

The man was kicked to the point where he spitted out a mouthful of blood, and his body lost balance and retreated. Perhaps because of the injury on his body and the lack of physical strength, he turned around and wanted to escape when he saw the young monk leaning over.

Unexpectedly, just after a few steps of running, the murderous intent came, and the cold dagger had already hit his neck, and the sound containing the murderous intent was heard and a trace of coldness came into his ears.

"The door of hell is open, go down!"

As soon as the sound fell, a sharp dagger slashed through his throat. The man had only time to groan, and his whole body froze, his eyes wide open. He never expected that he was not dead at the mouth of the beast, but at the hands of the little monk...

Mo Ye, who saw this scene in the dark, frowns under his mask slightly, staring at the little monk with deep eyes, with exploration in his eyes...

A single knife seals the throat, clean and neat!

However, 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 it with a novel look on his face: "This is Qiankun bag? Can this small bag really wear a lot of things?"

Tang Ning played with it happily, opened it and looked inside, and saw that there were many treasures inside, and his eyes lit up: "It's such a lucky one..."

She excitedly threw the Qiankun bag in her hand up. Before she could say the words behind, she discovered that the Qiankun bag...

Been robbed!
Chapter completed!