Chapter 392: Is it okay for the young monk to marry you?
“Little monk, can’t we skip the step of confessing?”
Shijiu propped himself up, turned around, and rested his head on his crossed legs. , muttered in an unhappy tone.
What you call a confession is nothing more than giving them a chance to calmly repent.
After the three-month cooling-off period, Shijiu felt that the young monk was not necessary at all.
"No."
Chang Kong pursed his lips, shook his head, and said seriously: "The young monk wants to marry the benefactor as his wife, so these steps are inevitable."
"Pfft~ ”
Hearing what the young monk said, Shijiu looked at him with a smile, "Little monk, I never said that I would marry you as my wife."
"The donor was the husband when the young monk got married, but Good?”
Chang Kong asked with a smile as he twisted the Buddha string.
“Tsk~”
Shijiu picked up the wine jar next to him, took a sip, squinted his eyes and looked outside the military tent, and replied with a smile.
“This god can be considered.”
……
"Quick, we need a few more bowls of soup here."
In the Liu family's military camp, more than thirty soldiers walked around in various military tents in an orderly manner carrying soup.
Liu Shuming and Liu Yueci were not idle either. They scooped out every bowl of soup from the cauldron with their own hands.
Jinghong took a look and fixed his gaze in another direction.
“Is it him!?”
Looking at Xu Pusheng who was adding firewood and boiling medicine in a big pot, Jinghong couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The place where they first discovered him was in a small country the size of a town.
At that time, he was only a child of five or six years old...
"Who are you!?"
At this time, Jinghong heard a voice coming from behind him An old voice.
Jinghong's pupils shrank suddenly, and without thinking, he aroused his spiritual power and planned to catch him off guard.
He is just an old man, he cannot be allowed to disturb these Liu family troops.
Feeling the weak spiritual power fluctuations, Danhua's face darkened and he took a few steps back quickly. A spell was instantly thrown from his fingers.
“What!?”
Jinghong was shocked, exclaimed, and quickly ran away.
The technique rubbed across his neck. Jinghong saw with his own eyes that the hair on his neck was cut instantly.
If this technique had grazed his neck, he would have died on the spot.
"Who!?"
The movement in the corner instantly alarmed Liu Yueci and the others. Everyone quickly put down the soup in their hands, picked up their weapons, and rushed towards Jinghong with great momentum. .
Although most of the Liu Jiajun were now poisoned by bat turtles and fell into coma...
But there were only dozens of Liu Jiajun, and Jinghong still saw the overwhelming power of the Liu Jiajun.
No wonder...
No wonder Shen Huan is so afraid of Liu Jiajun!
These dozens of people alone have such a terrifying momentum!
If the entire Liu family army were here, wouldn't it be...
Jinghong thought and whistled.
Now that it has been exposed, let's help Shen Huan completely destroy the Liu family army!
“Kill everyone except him!”
Within a few breaths, five more strangers appeared in the Liu Family Army camp.
They were uniformly dressed and had ordinary looks, but they gave off a very powerful impression, and their aura was not even inferior to Liu Shingming's.
"Teacher Jinghong!?"
Liu Yueci looked at the familiar person in front of him, his pupils trembled suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief.
This instructor Jinghong once invited him to study at Tianchao Academy.
However, at that time he refused because he was training in the military camp.
Later, he also went to Tianchao College to find tutor Jinghong, but at that time, he was not like this!
In his impression, instructor Jinghong is a very kind person.
But now...
(End of this chapter)