Villain: Reincarnation exposed, the heroine collectively cried and begged for my forgiveness

On this day, Mo Hengyu looked at the afterglow on the cliff, secretly lost in thought.

"Hey! Little monk, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, pulling back Mo Hengyu's thoughts.

Mo Hengyu turned around, only to see a beautiful figure walking towards him with a smile.

The beautiful face made Mo Hengyu's heart tremble.

Looking at this indescribably beautiful face, Mo Hengyu's heart trembled slightly.

Although this is the girl I have always dreamed of.

However, when he really appeared by his side, Mo Hengyu didn't know how to deal with it.

"Pfft..."

Ling Qingyao looked at Mo Hengyu's dumbfounded look, and smiled.

"Idiot, what are you looking at?"

Seeing this, Mo Hengyu woke up suddenly, realizing his gaffe.

His face flushed slightly, and he scratched his head shyly.

He was born poor and lived a hard life since childhood.

I can only run around for my livelihood every day, so I don't have any experience in dealing with girls.

Not to mention such a beautiful girl.

Although now he is a Buddhist disciple of the Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas and the chief disciple of Mingkong Temple.

Prestige.

However, the days are still short.

He has not fully adapted to this identity, has not adapted to this identity, and has not fully integrated into this circle.

How can I deal with people in this circle with ease!

Ling Qingyao looked at Mo Hengyu's dumbfounded appearance, and looked at Mo Hengyu with a chuckle, her bright eyes were full of smiles.

Mo Hengyu looked at the beautiful face in front of him.

Secretly said: Fairy.

Who can afford this.

Mo Hengyu quickly gathered his attention, and asked solemnly: "So it's Miss Ling, is Miss Ling's injury better?"

Although these days in the temple, the two had a lot of contact.

But Mo Hengyu still couldn't calm down when faced with such a monstrous face.

He asked himself that he still didn't have that concentration.

Ling Qingyao looked at Mo Hengyu with a smile on her face and said, "It's much better."

"Little monk, why are you always staring at the distance here?"

"What are you thinking?"

Ling Qingyao asked curiously.

Mo Hengyu was taken aback for a moment, smiled and said with deep eyes: "It's nothing!"

"Hmph! Liar."

Ling Qingyao snorted softly, and Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly.

Looking at this beautiful face, Mo Hengyu's mind froze and he almost lost his guard.

Mo Hengyu gasped.

He murmured "Amitabha Buddha" in his heart and forcibly suppressed his agitated heart.

Fairy!
Such a beautiful face acted like a baby in front of my eyes, no one could bear it.

Although I have been a monk for many years.

But I can't resist it!
This is the girl I have always dreamed of!
In the past, he never thought that the two people could have any intersection.

As long as he is in the temple, it is enough to catch a glimpse of him from a distance during the annual Buddha Festival.

After all, with his own status, how could he be qualified to match her.

How dare you approach a beautiful woman with a breeze in your sleeves!
"Miss Ling was joking."

"Monks don't tell lies, so how dare a monk lie!"

Mo Hengyu's face remained unchanged, he glanced at Ling Qingyao, and said calmly.

Ling Qingyao looked at Mo Hengyu's serious appearance, and secretly thought that he was bored.

Said lightly: "Alright! Alright! I believe you!"

Hearing this, Mo Hengyu let out a long breath of relief.

Finally finished asking.

After all, he had no experience with girls, if he asked further, he really didn't know how to respond.

After all, what a lack of experience!

"Little monk, I still want to thank you for saving me that day."

Suddenly, Ling Qingyao said in a low voice.

With a bit of sadness in his tone, he said with a pair of smart eyes looking at the sunset in the distance.

When Mo Hengyu heard this, he was a little puzzled.

Haven't you already thanked me several times?
Why should I thank you?

Although he was puzzled, Mo Hengyu didn't dare to neglect, he already knew the other party's identity in the past few days.

The little princess of the Cangye Dynasty.

But for the past few days, Mo Hengyu has been pretending not to know the identity of the other party.Just treat it like an ordinary woman.

Although his current status is much higher than that of the other party.

As the son of the Buddha of the Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

The future successor of Wanfo Dao.

The entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Way must obey his orders.

Although Mingkong Temple is much weaker than Cangye Dynasty, but in Wanfo Dao, Mingkong Temple's strength can only be regarded as medium.

The power of the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas and Dao is added up, and the Cangye Dynasty is probably not enough.

However, Mo Hengyu has no sense of belonging to such an identity.

It didn't fill the inferiority complex in his heart.

Under such a glamorous identity, it seemed extraordinarily empty.

After all, he didn't have the background to support this identity.

He prefers to regard the girl in front of him as an ordinary person, and himself as the child of the peasant family who has to work in the fields every day in order to have enough food.

In this way, there are infinite possibilities for the two of them.

As a Buddha child of the Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he is the representative of the whole Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Of course, the precepts of the Buddhist school must be obeyed. As for marrying a wife and having children, there is no need to think about it at all.

"Miss Ling is serious. As a monk, the monk saw that the girl was seriously injured, so of course he couldn't leave her alone."

Mo Hengyu's mind was restrained, his dark eyes were as deep as an abyss.

Said in a calm tone.

Ling Qingyao looked at the sunset in the distance, lost her mind for a while, and did not answer Mo Hengyu's words.

Mo Hengyu was not surprised either, he just quietly stood beside the girl.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them, looking absolutely beautiful.

Mo Hengyu sneaked a glance at Ling Qingyao in front of him, and his heart trembled.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on that beautiful face, making it look extraordinarily bewitching.

"This is an awesome rhythm!"

Mo Hengyu sighed in his heart, and hastily looked away.

After a long time.

Ling Qingyao withdrew her gaze and said without turning her head: "Little monk, I'm going back in two days!"

When Mo Hengyu heard this, his heart trembled slightly.

Are you going?

Ling Qingyao has been in the temple these days, and Mo Hengyu is the senior brother of Mingkong Temple.

The contact between the two has increased.

Mo Hengyu even felt that it would be good to go on like this.

However, the truth is always so cruel.

Neither of their identities allowed them to continue like this.

Good times are always so short.

Mo Hengyu pondered for a while and said, "Amitabha!"

"Miss Ling is leaving now?"

"But that's good too. When I go back to the family, I will be taken care of by the elders of the family. It will recover faster than here."

Hearing this, Ling Qingyao turned around and stared at Mo Hengyu with big watery eyes and said, "Do you really want me to go?"

"This one……"

Mo Hengyu froze when he heard the words.

Seeing Mo Hengyu's distressed appearance, Ling Qingyao burst into a smile.

Said: "Okay, I won't embarrass you."

"In the fifteenth year of the year, the Cangye Dynasty held a banquet to listen to the wind, and invited the younger generations of all major forces to participate."

"When the time comes, you come to the capital..., okay?"

When Mo Hengyu heard the words, he was about to refuse.After all, as the eldest disciple of Mingkong Temple, he is not in charge of these matters, he has to ask the abbot for his opinion.

But seeing Ling Qingyao's big watery eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse.

Mo Hengyu said in a strange way: "Okay!"

Ling Qingyao smiled when she heard the words, with a cheerful smile on her face, and ran away bouncing around.

Mo Hengyu looked at the figure going away like an elf.

With a gentle smile on his face...