In the night.

A monk with a glorious glory on his head came.

Beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes.

"Bald donkey, old thief!"

When the woman saw Jimin, she immediately cursed coldly.

Abbot Jimin clasped his hands together and said, "Don't you come here, don't be fine."

Fang Baihua looked cold and said, "Bald donkey, there is a road in Yangguan, you are not here, and there is no gate in hell, you insist on breaking in. Since you know this, I can't keep you anymore!"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. If the donor put down the butcher's knife, I will guarantee that you will become a nun."

Abbot Jimin said.

Fang Baihua's charming pretty face showed anger: "A Bin, you go first, leave here to the master's wife. Tonight, the master's wife will definitely kill this bald donkey."

When the young man Abin heard this, he said worriedly: "Master's wife, you are afraid you can't beat this bald donkey."

"Just a bald donkey, so bald donkey, look at my flood of the seven armies!"

Fang Baihua snorted coldly, then picked up his jade hand.

The water in Crescent Lake immediately condensed into a spear and stabbed at the abbot Jimin.

"Amitabha."

Abbot Jimin whispered, calmly stretched out his finger, "Donor, let me eat my finger."

As he finished speaking, Abbot Jimin flashed wildly.

One finger contained the terrifying divine power and directly shattered the water gun.

Then, that finger stabbed towards the flowers like a yellow dragon.

Fang Baihua and Jimin Abbot are both at the peak of the Tianyuan Realm.

However, when the abbot Jimin practiced Shaolin's unique skills, Fang Baihua was afraid that he would be his opponent.

Seeing that powerful finger came.

A Bin, a young man beside him, immediately shouted: "Bald donkey, don't touch my master's wife!"

Puff puff puff!!!

but.

It's too late.

Abbot Jimin's finger on the flower-picking finger had already touched Fang Baihua's body.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Fang Baihua immediately screamed a few times.

Being fired out.

And the place where he was inserted into the trap by the abbot Jimin began to flow out of bright red blood.

"Master's wife, are you okay?"

Abin rushed forward and asked with a worried look on his face.

Fang Baihua wiped the blood flowing out, her face slightly pale, and said, "I didn't expect that Shaolin's unique skills were so terrifying. The finger just now almost wiped out half of my life."

Abbot Jimin clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, donor, can you accept it?"

Fang Baihua's pretty face turned pale and she said angrily: "Fu? There is no such word "Fu" in our Fang Baihua dictionary!"

Abbot Jimin shook his head and said, "The donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is the shore to turn back. How good is it to cultivate one's body and one's character with me in this beautiful and beautiful ***?"

"Let go of hatred, let go of killing, and join me in vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name. I am a monk and you are a nun. Isn't that great?"

Upon hearing this, Abin immediately said, "Bah! You bald donkey, you are not a good person either!"

Abbot Jimin sighed.

"Master Fang, where have you arranged the other sixty-nine Zhoutian Soul-killing Array?"

This is the most important thing.

Abbot Jimin's finger just now.

The reason why he didn't kill Fang Baihua immediately was because of this.

The Zhoutian Star Dou Soul-killing Array is a world-demon array. Any one can strangle many creatures.

Once activated, there will be corpses everywhere and blood will flow into a river.

What's more, there are still seventy seats.

Therefore, for the safety of the people of the Demon God Empire, the abbot Jimin must ask about this matter.

Fang Baihua smiled coldly when she heard this, and said, "I won't tell you anything I say. Just wait for the countless people in the empire to die!"

As soon as the words fell.
Chapter completed!