After wearing a book, the sick villain hugged me and begged for a kiss

Chapter 179 It's Her Again!
Today, the purple tree demon, let her know how to integrate Jun Wuqi's aura!

Ya Mi stretched out his hand to call out Qin from the storage talisman.

In the long night, the sound of the piano is melodious, the leaves are rustling, and occasionally a few birds chirp softly.

The night wind was cold, and the person in Ruoli's arms slept peacefully accompanied by the sound of the piano.

Autumn frost gradually climbed up the leaves, and the bird that had not had time to fly away became a work of art of ice and snow!

The fire is in a trance, flickering and flickering!

Ruoli drew out the dagger, and with one hand resting on the ground, he was about to reach Yami's neck!

"Amitabha."

With a sound of Buddha's words, the ice melted away, and the fire burned quietly again.

pedal——

The strings of the qin broke, and the sound of the qin stopped immediately. Yami immediately put down the qin, stood up and bowed to the monk.

"Little girl, Yami, met the master. It was cold and there was no place to go at night. I met Ruoli girl. I came here to borrow a place. If I want to come to the world to meet, it is fate. I think it is fate, so we can get together here. .”

The monk returned the gift and bowed.

"Xiaosheng's dharma name is Diabolo. The meeting is fate, and Xiaosheng has nowhere to go. He also meets a benefactor at night. If not, Xiaosheng will stay with him."

Yami nodded.

Sitting cross-legged, Diabolo lightly twirled the beads and meditated.

Ruoli quietly withdrew the dagger, glanced at the brainless monk, and ruined her good deeds!

Yami also took a look at Diabolo, to spoil her good deeds!

A fire, four people, everyone has a different heart.

midnight.

"cough!"

The continuous coughing sound, Ruoli patted Jun Wuqi's back, made the fire a little hotter.

Tonight's cold is too cold, his body can't bear it because of the cold and the wind chill, and now he is coughing non-stop, and his lungs are hurting.

Ruoli looks coldly at the mature Yami who is sleeping next to him, and has the idea of ​​killing!

Originally, it was her good deed!

When you make a decisive decision, turn your hand and take out the dagger, put down Jun Wuqi and go!
"Let Xiaosheng take a look?" Diabolo stretched out his hand to ask Ruoli's opinion.

Diabolo approached Ruoli, but Ruoli hid Jun Wuqi with a motionless expression.

It's okay to let him see, but not to feel the pulse!
Humans and monsters are not compatible, monks subdue demons and eliminate demons, and I can't even recite the scriptures clearly, so I must not let him meet Wudai!
Seeing this, Diabolo withdrew his hand in embarrassment and spoke Buddhist words.

"The donor does not have to make troubles. The Buddha is born in all phenomena and saves all living beings. However, all living beings are equal. Meeting is a fate. Xiaosheng is willing to help the donor."

Ruoli's eyes flashed, and the killing intent suddenly arose.

She couldn't even sense the evil spirit separated by the water crystal chain.

How did he know!

"cough!"

The ear-piercing cough tore Ruoli's heart apart!
It was her again, and it was she who thought she was sure and hurt him again.

Ruoli bit his lip, clenched his hands tightly, thought about it again, and let go.

Help Jun Wuqi up, and hand Jun Wuqi to Diabolo.

"Amitabha."

Diabolo sat down cross-legged, face to face with Jun Wuqi.

Mouth the words silently,

Surrounded by golden light.

Sanskrit sounds entered the ears, bursts of warmth flowed into Jun Wuqi's body.

The aura rushed away together, merging with Jun Wuqi's aura.

The lotus flower gradually blooms under the body, gorgeous and unrestrained!
The two of them were in the center of the huge lotus, and the holy light was shining, and the golden Sanskrit characters were printed on the petals of the lotus, floating away, wrapping around the two of them, surrounding them!

Jun Wuqi breathes slowly and calmly with the mantra.

The petals gradually close, the lotus flower fades at night, everything returns to calm, leaving the lingering warmth of Sanskrit singing, and you breathe evenly and fall asleep indefinitely.

Diabolo closed his palms, said Buddhist words, caught the fallen Jun Wuqi, picked him up, and returned him to Ruoli.

"Thank you."

Diabolo bowed slightly, "The benefactor appreciates the reward, and it is Xiaosheng's duty to be a monk to save lives."

Ruoli took Jun Wuqi, held him in his arms, and fell asleep.

The blurred Sanskrit sound was still in his ears, which made Ruoli sleep peacefully without any precautions!
The morning light is slightly dew.

Ruoli wakes up, wants to get up, and finds himself being surrounded by people, takes a closer look, Jun Wuqi hugs himself and stares blankly at the front.

(End of this chapter)