The third world does not cross the demon

"Wow! That monk is so handsome!"

"I didn't expect that the Seventh Prince would even dare to touch a monk..."

"Didn't Mr. Xiaofeng enter the Prince's Mansion just now?"

monk?Mr. Xiaofeng?Seven princes?

Young Master Lian Yue crushed his jade teacup with a "snap" sound from his internal force. He didn't know what happened to him today, but got up like a ghost, and slipped out of Fengyue Tower like a ghost.

In the Palace of the Seventh Prince, Monk Budu was wearing a thin monk's robe, which was already stained with blood, but no matter how much he was beaten, he just kept silent, and his face was always calm, and even his eyes remained calm...

"Stop beating!" The butler snatched the thug's whip, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "The Seventh Prince is still waiting for him in the room, take him away quickly!"

After Monk Budu listened, his face was still expressionless, as if he didn't care what happened next.

Soon, he was pushed to the door of a magnificent room...

However, the melodious sound inside made this monk, who was empty of all four elements, close his eyes.

Although Monk Budu was a monk, he also knew what the voice inside was doing, so he frowned, put his palms together, and recited the "Heart Sutra".

After about the time of the small incense stick, the door was opened with a "squeak".

A messy-clothed man in green clothes came out from the inside. His cheeks were still flushed and his figure was unsteady when he walked. One could tell at a glance what he had gone through...

But this person is not ashamed, but proud!

When I went out, I saw a monk standing at the door with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but put away his smile, and said with a sneer, "I don't think even a monk will come to climb the seventh prince's bed now! It's really a bad day!"

After Monk Budu listened, he didn't look sideways, as if he ignored his words.

hateful!How dare this monk ignore himself?

Why is this expression exactly the same as that of his most hated Young Master Lian Yue?Ever since she was a child, Lian Yue has always treated her indifferently!It seems that their own existence is in their eyes, living like air, dispensable...

After thinking about it, he clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were slightly red, and his handsome face was distorted by anger...

Seeing the monk walk in step by step, the man in Tsing Yi smiled sinisterly...

He slapped the blue silk folding fan that the seventh prince rewarded him, and followed him in full of hostility...

"Baby Xiaofeng, why are you back again? Haven't you been pampered enough by this king?" The Seventh Prince first saw the bound monk, his eyes lit up, and then he saw the young master Xiaofeng who had gone and returned. I am very happy.

"My lord, this white-clothed monk looks rather pretty!" Young Master Xiaofeng looked up and down at Monk Budu with malicious intentions.

"That's right! Speaking of which, this king has never played with a monk before! Hehe..." The Seventh Prince grabbed Mr. Xiaofeng's jade hand and rubbed it shamelessly...

Monk Budu naturally closed his eyes tightly, as if he was in a peach garden.

"My lord, there is a new way to play, I don't know~" Mr. Xiaofeng put his face close to the ear of the seventh lord, deliberately showing off.

"Baby Xiaofeng, tell me quickly!" The Seventh Prince was of course very interested in this matter.