Buddhist Evil Wife

The bamboo hat flew down, the blue hair fluttered, and the beautiful charm appeared in front of everyone, and the surrounding voices suddenly fell silent.

The handsome faces of Beiming and Xuanyuanyu have long attracted the attention of many monks, and now they have a suffocating beauty. Everyone thinks that they are not standing on Yuanshan, but in the fairyland of the fairyland.

Xuanyuan Yu was startled, looking at Jue Shi's face, he forgot to retract the arm that was raised in mid-air.

Bei Ming's face darkened, and he pulled Yin Jitian into his arms as fast as he could, and blocked everyone's sight with his wide sleeves, his eyes turned coldly, and the cold air came straight to Xuanyuan Yu's direction: "Xuanyuan Yu, don't Challenge my patience again!"

Xuanyuan Yu came back to his senses, the corner of his mouth curled up, staring at the person in Beiming's arms, his deep eyes flashed with a predatory light.

Bei Ming, who has been with him for many years, can't understand what the light in his eyes means, unconsciously tightens Yin Jitian's arm, and snorts coldly: "Don't think about it!"

Xuanyuan Yu smiled lightly: "Wait and see!"

Yin Jitian didn't know what riddles they were playing, all he knew was that his waist was about to be strangled.

"Beiming, I'm going to be out of breath!"

Hearing the sound, Beiming quickly loosened the strength of his arm, but his other hand still used his sleeve to cover Yin Jitian's face.

Yin Jitian raised his head and gave him an angry look: "What are you doing!"

Beiming looked down at the angry and charming face in his arms, and quickly looked away, using spiritual power, sucked the bamboo hat on the ground into his hands, and quickly put it on Yin Jitian's head, covering his face.

Yin Jitian touched the veil on his face, his eyes slowly dimmed.

He found that Bei Ming really didn't like his appearance after long hair, as if he just looked away at him just now, as if looking at him one more time would cause the plague.

At this moment, someone shouted: "The envoy of Yuanshan has come out!"

Yin Jitian looked up, and saw a stone gate opened under the feet of the statue. Thousands of messengers in red robes came out of the stone gate, and began to dance around the monks, singing and praying.

I don't know if praying has played a role, but Yin Jitian felt the soreness under his legs disappear without a trace.

"It really is the messenger of God!" Bei Ming said suddenly.

Yin Jitian looked sideways and noticed that his complexion was much better than before.

"Do you think they can cure you?"

Beiming shook his head: "Their prayers can only temporarily relieve my body, and it won't have a real effect, unless they are real gods."

This prayer lasted for more than half an hour. During the period, many monks sat on the ground and meditated intently. When the blessing was in the final stage, a golden drizzle fell from the dark sky, which quickly attracted everyone's amazement.

Yin Jitian lifted the veil, looked at the sky and whispered: "It's so beautiful!"

"Yes! It's really beautiful!" Beiming beside him said softly.

However, what he looked at was not the golden rain in the sky, but the person beside him, whose beautiful black eyes were full of unresolved tenderness.