5. The Beauty of the Immortal 2
Cai Xiaotu did not blaspheme him. She believed that no one in the world would molest such an extraordinary and accomplished monk. He also had no emotions, because there was no ripple in his eyes, and he was as calm as a celestial being.
There is no wind and sand in the grassland, the real person who has cut off the seven emotions and six desires, Buddha, save me.
Fanxiu raised his hands, which were even slender and slender than those of a woman, slowly gathered the transparent airflow, and then punched it out with great force.
The strong wind-like air flow rushed towards Cai Xiaotu. Such a frightening scene, unexpectedly, she didn't feel scared, because in her heart, he was the Bodhisattva who saved all sentient beings and rescued people in distress. She felt the endless heat surrounding him.
Her body was still so cold, she was so cold, so cold that she almost died. She wanted to speak, but she was unable to do so. She had never been so weak.
Finally, I could barely move my index finger. When I saw the man approaching, I used all my strength to open my mouth and said hoarsely: "Buddha... Ancestor, save... me!"
"Amitabha! The poor monk Fanxiu is not the Buddha or the benefactor. Because of your practice, you forcibly reversed your internal energy. Poisonous insects entered the body and the meridians throughout the body were damaged. The poor monk was entrusted by others. If you cooperate well, I will save you!"
The sound is so nice and makes people feel ecstasy. It is the first time I hear such a nice sound. It is like the fairy music of Yaochi. It has a strong attraction and makes people want to get closer... Wait, he means she is practicing martial arts.
Obsessed? What do you mean? Isn't this a plot that only exists in martial arts novels? And she is a social parasite, what kind of kung fu can she practice? I said Buddha, I was just electrocuted and I am about to die. Can you take me to the hospital?
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But thinking about the heat he just sent, it alleviated a lot of pain, Fanxiu? He is not Buddha, his name is Fanxiu, he is a monk? It is the first time I see a monk with long hair, like a waterfall of black hair, he is a human, why?
Can anyone be so good-looking? Like a piece of art worth billions.
When Fan Xiu saw that the woman was no longer talking, he bent down and picked her up. He walked towards the steaming holy water pool with his head held high. His back was straight and straight, without any pressure, as if the person he was holding was not a human being, as if he was made of feathers.
Soft pillow.
Cai Xiaotu was very anxious. She had to go to the hospital. She needed an operation. What on earth was this man going to do? And something seemed to have changed. Her chest was heavy. She was a famous airport, and her hair had grown longer.
She swayed between the man's legs, and after a while, she was shocked again, because after the man put her down, he began to take off his clothes, taking off his own clothes, and his slightly narrowed eyes witnessed the shockingly beautiful male body appearing bit by bit.
When the obscene trousers are taken off, the breath is stagnant, and you forget to look at evil, this is the sculpture of Greek mythology. There is no defect in the whole body. The skin is as thick as a snowdrift, and the thin willows are swaying in the wind. The delicate skin can be broken by a blow.
, under the strong bridge of the nose, the lips shimmer like cherry blossoms, and the hair is like a black waterfall hanging down from the waist, swaying left and right with the posture of entering the water, and every move touches people's hearts.
Fanxiu, however, remained expressionless. It seemed that for him, he was just trying to save people. He reached out and untied the woman's skirt without any distractions. When they all met honestly, he used both hands to pull her into the water and put her in a meditating position.
And he quickly sat cross-legged, and the whole process was meticulous and never sloppy.
Chapter completed!