The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 565 The Three Worlds of Buddha: Red Lotus Tribulation ([-])

People who have never smelled the scent of mandala will definitely not be able to recognize it. Wanwan is a plant and is particularly sensitive to scents. It was only then that she discovered it was mandala.

She didn't expect Meng Dong'er to attack so quickly, she was caught off guard. The little monk must have been poisoned the moment he entered the room.

There was something wrong when he left in the afternoon. Was it because his mood was affected?

"Little monk, are you suffering? Let me help you..." Wanwan hugged his hot body.

The little monk seemed to be struggling, trying to maintain his sanity, pushing and shoving her, uttering vaguely in his throat: "Wanwan, you go! Get out of here..."

How could Wan Wan just leave like this? If the little monk could not survive this calamity, his cultivation would suffer a lot, and maybe it would be difficult for him to improve his cultivation in the future.

"It's okay... little monk... don't hold back..." Wanwan whispered in his ear.

When the little monk opened his closed eyes, he was finally no longer as clear as before. The evil sprouts in his heart grew wildly like vines, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Even though he kept chanting the Purifying Mantra in his heart, he still couldn't resist, and there was a wave in his heart, which was as calm as the water in an ancient well in the past.

Wanwan could see that he was suffering, so she hugged him and kissed his sweaty forehead.

"Little monk..." Her voice was like a spell, and the shallow warm breath in his ear made him couldn't help but bend over and press her down.
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The night passed quickly.

When Wanwan opened her eyes, she realized that the little monk was not by her side. She sat up, feeling a little sore, but it was very refreshing. It seemed that the little monk helped her clean up.

She glanced over the window and paused, the young monk stood tall by the window in the house, his white robes were not stained with dust, his back was a bit lonely.

Wanwan got off the bed and walked over, calling softly, "Little monk."

The little monk trembled slightly, and turned to look at Wanwan. Her long skirt wrapped her enchanting body, her black hair hung down to her waist, and she was standing in front of him gracefully.

The little monk looked at her deeply.

Sudden pain in Wanwan's heart, she hesitated and stretched out her hand to grab his sleeve, "How is your health?"

"It's all right, you have a good rest, I'll go to the main hall." He said softly.

"Little monk!" Wanwan quickly grabbed him, feeling a bit reluctant and worried, and said, "You must come back! I'll wait for you!"

The little monk felt the uneasiness in her heart, raised his hand and touched her head, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will be back soon."

Wanwan let go of the hand that was holding his sleeve, and said with a faint smile, "Well, go quickly."

The little monk opened the door and went out. Wan Wan stood where the little monk was standing, looking out the window.

The one who pulled his sleeve felt cold, the little monk stood here for a long time, what was he thinking?
Wanwan sighed inwardly, Meng Donger was no longer outside, she must have escaped last night.

Not long after, a huge bell suddenly sounded from the front hall of the Bodhi Temple.

Wanwan's expression changed slightly, and she immediately left the room and rushed towards the main hall.

The main hall of Bodhi Temple.

Shi Neng monks stand in two rows, the young monk kneels in front of the Buddha statue, and an old monk stands under the Buddha statue.

"Liaochen, are you determined to do this?" the host asked.

The little monk was neither sad nor happy, with a flat expression, and said: "The disciple has violated the precepts, and he is not worthy of staying in the Bodhi Temple."

The host said: "You go."

The little monk kowtowed a few times, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Master."

After speaking, he slowly got up and left the hall.

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